The Vastness of Magical Destiny

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Two dazzling beams of light burst from the muzzle and expanded abruptly, crossing the sky in a bright flash. The distance of several kilometers seemed like a mere step as they spanned across in an instant.

Komer and Fran both held up their Mirrors of Thousand Miles, their gaze unwavering as they observed the situation within the enemy camp. This was the first time the Magic-armed guns had been used in land combat, their powerful destructive abilities had already been fully demonstrated in naval fleet battles. Gray skull had managed to drive out the so-called Mediterranean Queen, Katerina of the Carter Fleet, from the North Mediterranean through the utilization of this trump card, thus emerging as the new overlord between the Mediterranean and the Nether Sea. However, when the Red-haired Witch Katerina also acquired these weapons from Komer, Gray skull’s advantage vanished, and they were immediately deposed from their pedestal, with the Carter Fleet regaining absolute control over the entire Mediterranean.

Komer knew too well that these two Magic-armed guns were actually not quite suitable for land warfare. The equipment, mainly powered by fire-elemental metal and Fire-Elemental Crystal Stone Powder as magic power substances, released predominantly Fire Magic. This was undoubtedly lethal against mostly wooden-structured ships in naval battles, but when it came to terrain wars where inflicting casualties on enemy warriors or stone-structured city walls was the main focus, the effectiveness might not be as pronounced. Nevertheless, Komer had no other choice. If he lost this battle, everything might have to start over. Komer could not afford to lose, and for bombarding such dense formations, the Fire Magic power could still exert considerable attack power, especially when hitting those elite knight forces or the sharp edge of the formation, the psychological and morale impact on the enemy could still be tremendous.

Through the Mirror of Thousand Miles, as the two rainbow-like beams of light descended into the enemy camp, Komer noticed a slight spatial disturbance immediately emerging within the enemy ranks.

At that moment, intense magic power struck the ground, and the scorching heat wave instantly scorched dozens of soldiers at the epicenter into charred carcasses, curled up on the ground like sections of wood stakes burned by Fire Demons. The pungent smell of burnt flesh filled the air, with the temperature on the ground alarmingly high. The white mist rising from the ground was cleared away in an instant.

Soldiers surrounding the center of impact fared no better, their agony palpable as many of them, unguarded, clutched their eyes and rolled on the ground, screaming. The sudden bright light blinded them temporarily, causing excruciating pain in their eyes. Soldiers closer to the blast suffered burns on their exposed skin due to the extreme heat, howling in pain, dropping their scorching weapons, and scattering in all directions.

The advancing formation shook violently as if struck by an immense fist, causing a severe tremor. The distant soldiers had no idea what had happened but could surmise that the beam of light wasn’t a blessed light from the God of Light. The shrill cries of the central soldiers already proved as much. Although insufficient to stop the advance of the entire formation, it was evident that soldiers’ morale had suffered a not insignificant blow.

Even the Magicians and Church Knights, seasoned as they were, were stunned by the sudden and fierce strike. Light Magic Array? It didn’t seem likely, as the soldiers looked more like victims of Fire Demons. Fire Magic Array? That also seemed unlikely, as there were no signals, not even signs of elemental fire gathering nearby—just a sudden eruption of Fire Magic power. Star Magic Array? It somewhat resembled that, with magic attacks descending from the sky, but the white beam seemed to originate within the enemy camp rather than from the release of Starry Sky Power. Furthermore, such a method of employing star power was unheard of and unseen before.

What on earth was going on?

Trajan leaped up frantically to observe the enemy’s formation, which remained robust, unwaveringly advancing towards his own side, as if nothing had happened. Enraged to the brink of spitting blood, Trajan was left utterly frustrated by this unforeseen attack. Three Heavenly Peng Knights had turned into char without a sound, and still, he could not determine who the enemy was or the causes of their demise. How could he not feel despondent and angry?