The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Under the astonished gazes of the spectators, Komer had already pulled out the seven-string harp. Mihailovich’s expression was complex, while Newman’s face was full of joy. As Komer’s fingers pressed on the harp, the dark black and blue-grey cloud patterns on the harp quickly began to fluctuate, creating an illusion of flowing clouds in motion, and the dull sound of yin thunder and a sharp whistling of wind were faintly directed.

"Lord, if I’m not mistaken, is that the legendary Wind and Thunder Magic Harp?"

Newman, excited and nervous, continuously licked his somewhat dry lips, his breathing became rapid as his eyes fiercely fixed on the increasingly fast fluctuating dual-colored cloud patterns on the harp, which gradually blended together, presenting a vague mist-like state—a prelude to the imminent explosive release of magic power infused into the harp.

"Hmm, Newman, you have good eyesight. Since the mages of the Church of Light can use thunder-based magic and fire-based magic against my warriors, it’s only fair for me to respond in kind," Komer said, his lips curling into a sinister smile. His fingers moved even more dramatically across the harp strings, and the clear sound of the strings danced out like flowing water, blending into the increasingly intense elemental air around.

Iliana looked up in astonishment at the sky above the opposing camp, which had darkened instantly, the shrill sounds of the wind suddenly magnified, and the clouds seeming to shift space, moving toward their side in the blink of an eye. Meanwhile, black clouds incessantly rained down aerial strikes, with golden lightning snakes twisting out from the gaps—what was this?

Why were the opponent’s wind and thunder magic arrays activating simultaneously? Where did such powerful magical forces come from? Iliana couldn’t believe it, her gaze also turned towards Onia, who was still tirelessly supporting the Nirvana Knights battling the giant zombies. He should have known the enemy’s capabilities like the back of his hand. How could such a big error occur?

Onia’s attention was also drawn by the changing skies. The tumultuous alteration of the clouds clearly marked the onset of a large-scale spell. Meanwhile, their own mages were embroiled in a tough fight, utterly lacking the energy to activate their magic arrays, and there was no plan for the activation of both the wind and thunder magic arrays simultaneously—what was going on? Could it be an opponent? However, he was very familiar with the few mages on the other side, and there was no way they could launch two large spells at once!

As the piercing sound of the wind mixed with the rolling boom of the yin thunder approached, Onia and Iliana’s faces turned an ashen blue. This was clearly the sound of two large-scale spells launching simultaneously, and their target was directly aimed at their camp, now entangled in hand-to-hand combat with the barbarian soldiers. These guys picked a good time! And now, they could only watch helplessly as it all unfolded!

Komer chose a slightly rearward point of attack. The front-line clash had mingled knights and warriors from both sides together, and the attack of wind and thunder magic would cause losses to both sides, but choosing the rear area where the knights were gathered as the strike point was most appropriate. This would severely impact their follow-up strength, rendering them incapable of continued fighting, and provide an opportunity for his own Dragon Warriors and Thunder Peng Knights to launch their final attack.