Chapter 462: This Guy’s Gone All Out
Formation arrays cascaded like autumn leaves, layering endlessly through the air.
Intricate carved pathways materialized across each array, weaving together in impossible complexity.
In mere moments, the space behind Viktor filled with rapidly expanding formations—countless magical circles blooming like stars against the night, obscuring the very heavens.
Layer upon layer of light blazed to life, azure daylight erupting from the earth itself, shattering the chaotic black membrane above.
Magnificent magical power transformed into towering storm clouds, rolling waves that devoured the landscape piece by piece.
The knights felt crushing pressure building overhead and couldn't help but look up.
What they saw left them speechless—brilliant radiance and mind-bending formation patterns that defied comprehension.
They steadied themselves, yet dread crept into their hearts.
Oh no...
Was the royal capital about to get obliterated?
These knights had fought alongside Viktor countless times.
Some had even boarded that magic train during diplomatic missions to foreign kingdoms.
They still remembered Viktor blowing half a mountain canyon to smithereens.
Now, seeing Viktor's complex magical preparations, the knights understood one thing perfectly:
Today's capital was in serious trouble.
Eyes trembling, they stared at the ever-brightening formations, shock intensifying with each passing second.
Perhaps the dazzling light snapped the First Prince from his stupor.
He spun around, barking orders at the stunned knights:
"What are you idiots standing around for? Evacuate the civilians! Now!"
Right—this was the empire's most densely populated city.
Countless residents surrounded them, and their safety was paramount!
The knights snapped to attention, sheathing their swords and racing toward residential districts.
The entire knight order scattered like a hurricane.
Only Gwen remained as captain, positioning herself to shield the elves.
After dispersing his forces, the First Prince looked up again.
Teeth clenched, he stared at his brother's maniacal laughter atop the demon's head.
Anguish and pain crashed through his heart like tidal waves.
Owiser... why did you become this?
"Is he being controlled by the demon..."
"Not necessarily."
Cocotte drifted over on her cloud, yawning leisurely.
Her gaze fixed on the Second Prince standing atop the toad, feet wrapped in writhing black ink.
Hearing this, Aubrey whirled toward Cocotte.
Under his incredulous stare, she explained:
"I've seen humans dominated by demons before."
"But him? I'd believe it if you said he was controlling the demon."
The First Prince looked up again, studying his maddened brother with new eyes.
It seemed... she was right.
Standing atop a demon's head—it really did look like he was the one in control.
Suddenly remembering something more urgent, the First Prince turned back to Cocotte:
"Queen Cocotte... shouldn't you evacuate the elves immediately?"
A towering demon had just devoured half the banquet hall in one bite.
The danger was obvious.
And Viktor... those countless complex formations spinning behind him, the enormous magical power saturating the air.
Nothing about this looked like a simple spell.
If things went wrong... it might cause catastrophic devastation like that southern incident.
Whether demon or Viktor—both looked lethally dangerous.
Cocotte remained perfectly calm, leaning back comfortably on her cloud, stretching with casual humming.
Then she rolled onto her side, head propped on one hand, gazing toward Viktor.
In her clear eyes, impossibly complex azure formations reflected and flickered.
"Relax."
"With Viktor here, we're perfectly safe."
But the First Prince felt Viktor was the most dangerous element of all.
Yet looking around, everyone else appeared completely calm.
Only the elves showed some panic at the demon's presence.
Beyond that—no real fear.
Seriously? Such a terrifying demon didn't frighten them at all?
Did they trust Viktor that completely?
Following the elves' gazes, the First Prince focused on Viktor himself.
Blue magical power surged endlessly from Viktor's body, overlapping and combining into impossibly complex formations.
He could only stare skyward, eyes tracking the arrays flickering behind Viktor.
These formations seemed to devour magical power from the very air, growing denser and more powerful by the second.
What kind of magic was this?
Even at this distance, the pressure felt crushing.
Aubrey wasn't a mage, but even in the adventurers' city, he'd never witnessed any mage create such a magnificent spectacle.
He raised one hand, trying to shield his eyes from the overwhelming radiance.
Perhaps because Aubrey had shown concern for the elves' safety, Cocotte developed some fondness for this golden-haired prince.
She began explaining patiently:
"First, let me clarify something important."
Cocotte spoke with casual authority:
"You know all professions have rankings, right?"
Elementary knowledge—Aubrey naturally understood.
But facing the respected Elf Queen, he didn't dare interrupt.
Cocotte continued:
"Mages are ranked from first-tier to higher levels, but due to magical power and knowledge requirements, high-tier mages are extremely rare."
This differed from other professions like warriors and knights.
Warriors could advance through blood energy training.
Even young warriors might reach high tiers.
Of course, higher levels meant exponentially greater difficulty—universal truth across all professions.
Cocotte pointed to herself:
"Currently, the empire has exactly two fifth-tier mages."
"I'm one of them."
Aubrey caught the key word—"them."
As realization dawned, he froze.
An almost impossible conclusion formed in his mind.
"Which means..."
"Exactly."
Cocotte nodded, gaze shifting toward Viktor gathering his magic.
"Viktor is the second."
The moment those words registered, Aubrey's brain completely crashed.
The world's youngest fifth-tier mage—only twenty-nine years old.
Viktor Kravina.
Suddenly, the endless formations behind Viktor blazed even brighter.
The surrounding sky darkened by contrast, while silver snow and wind reflected brilliant light across the ground.
Viktor's black coat rippled with azure patterns.
Magical power waves spread outward from the barren earth in expanding circles.
Watching Viktor's formations, Rippert—stunned by Viktor's earlier words—gradually recovered.
He looked up, eyes gleaming with fascination:
A fifth-tier mage!?
Such a young fifth-tier—how was this possible?
And this terrifying magical calculation...
"Using ordinary magical power to achieve this level—truly exquisite spellwork..."
But... this wasn't enough.
Brilliant light flickered in Rippert's golden sand-flowing pupils.
Viktor's complex formations reflected in those golden eyes, as if anticipating an even more astonishing display.
Viktor, how many more surprises can you deliver?
"That should do it."
Sensing the magical power stabilizing behind him, Viktor's calm voice cut through the tension.
The instant his words fell, countless formations erupted with light that pierced the inky clouds, shooting straight into the heavens.
Suddenly, the ruined banquet hall area fell into absolute silence.
Flying sand, howling wind, desperate shouts, maniacal laughter—all ceased simultaneously.
Every sound seemed muted the moment that brilliant pillar rose skyward.
Light tore through everything, reducing chaos to scattered fragments that rained earthward.
Even the foul stench dissolved under that radiant assault.
Under countless watching eyes, the light penetrating deep into the sky grew increasingly magnificent.
Like a pillar supporting heaven itself, standing immovable upon the earth.
In one instant, the heavy, viscous cloud layer tore open—a massive void appearing as a slanted, blazing column shattered space itself.
Surrounding void fissures burst wide under this raging force, transforming into pitch-black spirals that coiled around the light pillar before thundering earthward.
HUMMMMM—!
The moment light met earth, it detonated violently, sending shockwaves that pierced the clouds.
Sand and snow vanished completely in that raging torrent.
Surrounding ancient trees were consumed instantly by scorching magical power, intense heat searing every inch of their massive trunks.
The giant demon before the banquet hall stared wide-eyed, mouth agape.
As this torrential magical force crashed over it like a tsunami, the creature offered no resistance whatsoever.
Shockwaves erupted from the ground, massive impacts spreading outward like towering walls.
The royal capital's boundless earth cracked and shattered under the assault.
[Fifth-Tier Magic: Stellar Light Piercing the Azure Sky's Apex] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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