Chapter 677: Volume Nineteen: Lost Horizon - Seven: Dead Fish
Lorenzo was equally surprised and delighted at this moment, surprised that this rustic Lord had such a variety of tricks up his sleeve, with Elemental Magic coming to him as easily as flipping his hand. The smoke from the Thunder Magic had not yet dispersed when the Earth Magic followed in quick succession. Even if he were releasing a Magic Scroll, it would require time, yet this fellow seemed to have an endless supply of things at his disposal. What delighted him was that this guy had finally revealed his true face—with the appearance of the Undead warriors, it was confirmed that Dark Force existed behind him. Perhaps he could even take this opportunity to find out more about the Dark Forces infiltrating the North. This time, he would find it hard to escape!
Four swift figures pounced almost in an instant, dancing in the air, carrying with them endless Nether Qi from their Reaper Scythes, stirring up fierce winds. The gloomy energy was dense, the black fog murky, and the four Reaper Scythes rose and fell in the dim fog, conjuring countless scythe shadows attacking Lorenzo.
The massive Mud Giant Demons on the ground made the ground tremble with every step they took. The more than ten-foot-tall figures were particularly glaring in front of Lorenzo, and their arm-thick limbs ended in basket-sized palms that kicked up a strong earthy smell with every swing, making one worry if a hit could turn Lorenzo’s fragile body into nothing but bloody mush and bone dust instantly.
"God of Light, grant your faithful servant the Holy Power, with a dance in the void, all things are fixed, fixed!" Almost without thinking, the blessing spell tumbled from Lorenzo’s lips as he pointed, and the two Mud Giant Demons stood still without warning. Within a few seconds, they crumbled into a pile of dirt and dust on the ground, while the two phantom warriors also disappeared into thin air, as if they had never been there. Even the Wind Dragon, gliding through the air, seemed to feel the spatial anomaly at this moment, the tremendous pressure even making the body of the Magic Wind Dragon seem to shrink.
"What a powerful Great Stasis Spell!" With just this one move, Rebry had to admit his inferiority. He commanded the Wind Dragon to circle up again and sweep its tail to raise another round of Wind Blades, admiring Lorenzo in his heart. Lorenzo’s ability to hold the position of Deputy Chief of the Court and to be on equal footing with the disdainful Noyola was no fluke, and he, himself, had never dared to underestimate his opponent.
Less than five people in the Church of Light could perform such a powerful Great Stasis Spell, and less than three could do it with ease. Noyola and Vazinsky, who had little understanding of Space Magic, might not be able to use it as effortlessly as Lorenzo. In the Church of Light, probably only the Pope and Frenster, who had profound knowledge in Space Magic, could match Lorenzo’s impeccable performance.
As the phantom warriors vanished, the two real Undead warriors also found it difficult to advance. Although Komer had used the Magic Crystals from the castle to add intelligence attributes and had taken various measures to strengthen and solidify their body functions, under the extraordinary Power of the Great Stasis Spell, which was enough to contend with ordinary masters who had stepped into the Martial Arts Realm, the Undead warriors could no longer move after taking a single step. The intense pressure coming from all directions finally made the Undead warriors, who had just shown their prowess, realize the strength of the forces of Light. With "plop, plop" noises, the Undead warriors, unable to withstand the immense pressure, fell heavily to the ground, the Magic Crystals released from their bodies instantly evaporated, turning into a puff of Nether Qi.
Heartache almost drove Komer to bite his lip. He had never imagined that Lorenzo’s Power could be so formidable. The Undead warriors he had painstakingly cultivated were annihilated before they could hardly show their strength. Those were the Undead warriors he had obtained from the Magic Crystals found in the Damarlinsk Castle treasure trove. By his estimation, even if they were to face Vladimir Koff or Solonberg one-on-one, those two Undead warriors could at least hold on for ten rounds. But now, before Lorenzo’s mighty Divine Magic, they had collapsed without even so much as touching a hem of his robe.
The Wind Dragon, though compressed and reduced in size by the Great Stasis Spell’s pressure, did not shy away. Under Rebry’s command, the Wind Dragon became even more ferocious and wild, with each pounce raising a raging wind. Countless tangible Wind Wheels and Wind Blades shot out from the dragon’s mouth, circling Lorenzo, causing countless ripples and sparks to collide with Lorenzo’s Light Shield.