Chapter 1636: Seizing the Ship
The lich was horrified to find that not only was the magical energy of the ghost ship suppressed, but even his own mana seemed trapped in a quagmire.
In other words, his spellcasting speed and the power of his spells were infinitely suppressed.
Chains whipped through the air as the lich frantically gathered mana. Spells that he could previously cast dozens of in an instant, like Ice Arrows, now took several seconds to conjure just one. And even then, the Ice Arrow was so feeble it was nearly falling apart, let alone carrying any significant power—it might not even reach its target before dissipating.
"My lord, we can’t cast magic anymore," the female vampire said grimly.
"Damn it! Do you think I don’t know that?" the lich roared in fury, casting an enraged glance at the banshees and ghostly spirits under his command, all of whom looked weak and dispirited.
There was mana in the surroundings—he could feel it—but no one could channel it. It was as if a fish had been yanked out of water, leaving it gasping and helpless.
Only the skeleton generals seemed unaffected, but what use were they alone? In contrast, the high elves appeared as if they were cloaked in shimmering magic armor.
"An artificial magic net? How is that even possible?" The lich was on the brink of madness, utterly unable to comprehend how the high elves had achieved such a feat.
Li Yao spoke slowly, his tone brimming with disdain. "With your pitiful intelligence, you’d never understand why the high elves are called the Kingdom of Magic. And to think you have the audacity to act so brazenly in their territory! Tell me, who gave you this insane courage? Even when the Scourge Legion invaded, their first move was to destroy the barriers. But here you are, walking straight into the trap like the ignorant fool you are."
"Ghost ship, ascend! We’re leaving!" The lich shrieked in panic.
"My lord, our army is still below!" the female vampire protested in disbelief.