Chapter 675: Volume Nineteen: Lost Horizon - Five: Trapped Beast
"Wind Cone?!" His pupils constricting slightly, Lorenzo finally recalled that his colleague had, years ago, already possessed a profound foundation in Elemental Magic. The Tornado Pillar just now was merely a ruse to gather wind elements, while the rapidly forming funnel-shaped Wind Cone before him was the true lethal move!
The intense wind element turned from a pale green to a sinister blue-grey in just a few seconds under the fast-rotating compressive force. A massive amount of wind element compressed within an extremely small space, generated tremendous shooting power. The hard wall barrier created by Air Magic made the Wind Cone’s outer surface exceptionally solid, and the compressed wind elements continuously rotated outward, spraying from the tip of the funnel. This generated a remarkably fierce impact and shooting force—the very make-up of the Wind Cone.
Mixed Magic had almost become the exclusive purview of Archmages. Almost every mage of Archmage level and above specialized in one or two Mixed Magic spells that could easily be fused with their elemental affinity, serving as their signature moves. Now that it had come to this point, Rebury had no intention of seeking a good resolution. Thus, he saw no need to hide anything and immediately unleashed his most powerful technique, which had never been revealed before.
Dozens of Wind Cones spiraled and danced in the air, their shrill shrieks filling Damarlinsk Castle, almost tearing Komer’s eardrums. The sound was like countless demons laughing wildly in the sky or innumerable souls from underground wailing, summoning the living from the bowels of hell. The friction caused by the fast rotation between the Air Barrier and the wind elements had caused a slight change in the entire plane of air.
The onslaught of Wind Cones covered every angle. The airflow ejected from their sharp tips could split stone and pierce metal. As the Deputy Chief of the Religious Court, Lorenzo was all too aware of the power of this Mixed Magic. He formed complex hand gestures, and his spell had already been chanted at the first opportunity. This enraged Lorenzo; it had been many years since anyone had forced him into such a desperate incantation of Magic Spells to speed up the generation of a defensive shield to withstand an attack.
The Light Series Shield was created almost instantly. With potent mana and the incantation’s acceleration, the Light Series Shield surfaced just before the Wind Cone’s assault. Countless Wind Cones battered against the silver-white light curtain, and the piercing screech suddenly seemed to diminish at that moment. However, that screech became even more soul-piercing, making it hard for one to suppress the tightening in their chest.
The sharp shooting force kept gnawing at the Light Series Shield’s curtain. Lorenzo realized at this point that he had indeed underestimated his opponent. He had only heard of the Wind Cone and had never truly witnessed it. After all, in the Church of Light, few were adept at this type of Mixed Magic. The destructive force it wielded against his Light Shield was incredibly fierce. Although he kept strengthening the shield with mana, such reinforcement was evidently unsustainable against the Wind Cone’s relentless attack power.
A hint of an unusual expression appeared on Noyola’s face. He was aware that, with Rebury’s strength, nothing he used would be insignificant. But to employ the dual-element Mixed Magic spell, "Wind Cone," without any link to Rebury’s most profound Light Magic, was enough to demonstrate that Rebury’s power had far exceeded Noyola’s initial estimations.
Countless Wind Cones spun and swayed wildly midair. Numerous rays of shooting force ejected from the funnel tips, continuously tearing at the shield that was emerging with a faint silver-white glow. The razor-sharp shooting force left countless intersecting grooves on the stone-paved ground, and the ochre red stone powder scattered in the wake of the relentless shooting force, spreading a distinct stone powder odor in the air.
Komer took a deep breath. Although Rebury seemed to have the upper hand on the surface, Komer knew it was just an illusion. Up to this point, Lorenzo had not launched an offensive, and the strong Mixed Magic of the Wind Cone had still not surprised Lorenzo or Noyola. This also proved that Lorenzo and Noyola were far stronger than Rebury had first imagined.