booktalesy Chapter 135 The Dark Witches Attack
Chapter 135 The Dark Witches Attack
Chapter 135 The Dark Witches Attack
Maya flicked the non-existent blood off her shield, then stole a glance at Olivia, a hint of admiration creeping into her heart at the strength Olivia had displayed.
Helena and Rudick exchanged a smile, clearly relieved that they, as ordinary people, had not only made no mistakes but had also cooperated quite well.
Olivia clapped her hands as if she had done something insignificant, and lazily flew back to her original position.
The First Special Operations Group's first real-world collaboration, despite facing a weak opponent, was a good start.
"Cleanup complete, continue patrol." Li Ang gave the order, and the team set off again, flying towards more distant sea areas.
The first patrol mission of the First Special Operations Group was successfully completed three hours after departure.
Apart from a small encounter with a flock of eagles in the early morning, the entire voyage was uneventful.
After the team returned to the tenth-floor flight platform, Li Ang put away his broom, turned around and spoke to his team members.
"You all did a great job today. It's quite an achievement for our team to have such good teamwork on our first collaboration. Everyone go back and get some rest. From now on, unless there are other missions, you will need to patrol every day. The specific patrol times will be notified to you via badges. Now, dismissed."
Even after Li Ang announced the disbandment, Mei Ya was still full of energy and kept saying that she wanted to go to the training room to stretch her muscles again.
Ludick returned to the school of astrology and continued to study star charts.
Helena headed towards the cafeteria; she hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and her stomach was starting to feel empty.
Olivia yawned widely, retracted her dragon wings, and headed towards her dormitory, seemingly intending to catch up on sleep as soon as possible.
As Li Ang watched his teammates disperse, the tension in his heart, which had been constantly taut due to the Stormy Mountains incident, eased slightly.
Over the next three days of routine patrols, the members of the First Special Operations Group had begun to develop a tacit understanding.
Maya always charged ahead of the team, like a sturdy shield protecting her teammates behind her.
Ludick's support spells have become increasingly precise and timely, quietly contributing to the team.
Helena's water magic plays a stable role in controlling the battlefield and providing auxiliary damage in coordinated battles.
Even Olivia, who was the most troublesome, was at least able to be punctual and follow orders under Leon's combination of kindness and severity.
As the captain, Li Ang took charge of the overall situation. His magical power, which far exceeded that of his peers, and his decisiveness at crucial moments earned him the trust of all his teammates, and everything seemed to be developing in a positive direction.
However, this brief period of calm was shattered late on the fourth night.
In the early hours of the morning, all was quiet.
Behind the Wizard's Tower, in the cemetery where the souls of heroes rest, a slight tremor suddenly came from the ground.
At first, this subtle vibration went unnoticed by anyone.
But soon, the tremors became violent, as if some enormous thing was rapidly drilling upwards from the depths of the earth.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the ground in the center of the cemetery suddenly arched upwards and cracked, with soil and petals of the calming flower flying everywhere.
A colossal machine, constructed entirely of black metal and topped with a massive, high-speed rotating drill, burst forth from the earth like a metal behemoth.
The moment the machine broke through the ground, its hatches on both sides immediately opened.
One after another, figures clad in black robes filed out.
The leader of this group of black-robed men was an old man with a thin, pale face like a corpse, and eerie green soul flames flickering in his eye sockets.
He held a pale white wand made of several finger bones in his hand, and his whole being exuded a suffocating aura of death.
The moment he appeared, without a word, he pointed his bone staff at the ground, and a dry, hoarse chant escaped his throat, instantly echoing through the night sky: "With the breath of the dead, build my kingdom—a kingdom of the dead!"
In an instant, a vast amount of dark magic spread wildly from him.
A visible gray-black area spread like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire Shouwang Cemetery.
Within the area, the ground turned scorched and cracked, and the air was filled with a strong stench of decay.
The tranquil and peaceful calming flowers, which were originally in full bloom, withered and died at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Instead, countless pale, skeletal hands emerged from the soil.
The tombstones shattered under the power of the domain, and skeletons wearing tattered law enforcement uniforms struggled to crawl out of the broken coffins.
Their eye sockets flickered with a ghostly green soul fire of the same origin as that of the corpse-like wizard, emitting a rabid "ho ho" sound.
Within this realm of the dead, the aura of that zombie-like wizard steadily rose, faintly touching the legendary threshold that was so difficult to reach!
Just then, a roar resounded through the sky.
"You rats in the gutter, who gave you the audacity!"
Accompanying the roar was a beam of scorching light. After the light flashed, a figure appeared in the sky above the cemetery.
The newcomer was none other than the leader of the Elementalist School, [Explosive Flame] Gorman, whose body was now wreathed in dark red flames that seemed capable of incinerating everything.
His eyes, which were constantly spewing flames, were now glaring angrily at the undead.
Upon recognizing the newcomer, Gorman appeared somewhat surprised: "It's you, [Necromancer]? You dare bring these shrimp soldiers to provoke us, Lelita? Today I will burn you all to ashes!"
The necromancer's laughter, carrying a chilling wind, rang out, full of mockery: "[Explosive Flame], after all these years, you still love to boast. But—hehe, your condition seems a bit off. That power, it's almost out of control, isn't it? Be careful not to lose control in your own home, that would be a huge joke."
Gorman's pupils contracted, his face grew even more grim, and the flames around him flickered erratically.
Just then, a flash of starlight appeared, and two more figures appeared in the sky above the cemetery.
It was Selena, the "Omniscient" of the Stargazing School, and Carlos, the "All-Knowing" of the Potions School.
Selena's golden eyes seemed to shimmer with countless star trails: "You've mobilized most of the elite enforcement team, then used these magically devoid machines to bypass the outer perimeter and appear directly in Lelita—your goal is—the Primal Flame?"
The necromancer chuckled, "As expected of someone who knows everything, you saw through our purpose at a glance. But don't you think it's too late?"
The Carlos faction leader, who had been silent until now, spoke gently: "Even so, it's enough to clean up all of you cowardly rats hiding in the shadows."
"Is that so?" The necromancer's eye sockets blazed fiercely, his tone laced with disdain. "Then let's see what you three faction leaders think."
A major battle between the two sides is imminent.
Gorman struck first, and the flames transformed into countless roaring fire pythons, surging towards the undead with terrifying force.