Lord of the Myriad Worlds

"Rumble!"

Rolling thunder tore across the sky. The heavy, dark clouds looked as though the abyssal purgatory had been moved to the heavens.

A torrential downpour mixed with hail had been falling continuously for a day and a night.

This was the venting of Mana, as well as the backlash of nature magic.

The accumulated water within the entire Gumodo Basin had already skyrocketed to nearly five meters, and it was still continuing to rise.

This kind of heaven-and-earth anomaly made even a Rank 3 Caster like Hathaway feel shocked and deeply worried.

"Li Wei, I truly feel afraid now. Long ago, I knew about the effects brought about by magic losing control during the Ancient Era, but hearing about it is one thing; experiencing it personally is another."

"This massive torrential downpour is merely a minor chain reaction triggered by the nature magic cast by the Neanderthal Mages clashing with Adai and me channeling the Great Frost, yet its power is already this terrifying. It's hard for me to imagine just what the Ancient Mages did to trigger the loss of control over the Origin of Magic."

At this moment, Li Wei and Hathaway stood shoulder-to-shoulder at the window of this small Permanent Fortification. Watching the frenzied torrential downpour outside, they felt that they were truly too insignificant.