Chapter 416 Overload
The wind elemental dragon spits cyan vortices from a high position.
And this cyan figure is hiding under the cyan vortex.
The wind elemental dragon's eyes were lowered, and it happened that he could only see the cyan vortex that he was spitting out, and could not detect the "tiny" cyan figure below the vortex.
Only the high-level mages headed by Master Theodore can clearly see the movements of the cyan figure because they are suspended under the wind and from different angles.
Of course, if you are a majestic fifth-level wind element creature, you can only rely on your eyes to observe things, which is really poor.
The problem is that the cyan figure is entirely made of pure wind element. Without being able to see its true body, in the perception of the wind dragon, it is a pure wind element creature.
Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you understand that although the composition of this cyan figure is exactly the same as that of a wind elemental creature, this thing is definitely not even remotely close to the wind elemental creature.
As a wind element dragon, how can it focus on the cyan figure when it believes that the cyan figure it perceives is just a wind element creature?
Hence, the cyan figure entered Feng Luo very naturally and smoothly.
Wind network restricts the passage of third-level creatures.
Its level has obviously not reached the third level and is not hindered.
"Holy shit...:...?!" Gothe pulled a fellow mage who was almost drowning out of the water, took a deep breath, and then subconsciously looked in the direction of Feng Luo.
He understood the key this time, which was the result of the battle between the high-level mages and the wind elemental dragon in front of Feng Luo.
Hence, after the shipwreck on his side, he became even more concerned about the battle between the high-level mages and the wind elemental dragon.
Then, with just one glance, Gothe saw a scene that shocked him greatly:
His soul of the storm actually appeared at the entrance of the wind, and was drilling into the wind like a ghost.
No, I didn’t pay attention to this guy for just a few minutes...: Where the hell is it going?
Are you coming back for dinner?
The cyan figure, the Soul of the Storm, naturally couldn't hear Gothe's endless complaints in his heart, nor could he care about the shock of the high-level mages in front of Feng Luo.
It just follows instinct and moves forward.
The surface of the Storm Soul's body is covered with a layer of fine cyan flowing light, as if it were a flowing light yarn, making its movements extremely light.
In its perception, at the source of this cyan vortex, there is a mass of extremely rich wind element energy, which can lure souls to a level comparable to that of gems and sweet berries that lure beasts.
And the "eating capacity" of the Storm Soul can be said to have no upper limit. It seems that no matter how much wind energy it eats, it will not be full.
The only limitation is the speed at which it absorbs wind element energy.
Although the wind path is not stable yet, it is still very smooth for a small Kalami like it to pass.
Walking through the wind, slight ripples appear in the surrounding space, just like the ripples of a fish swimming in the water.
Passing past the wind elemental creatures that kept burrowing out of the wind network, it became the only one going against the grain.
After a moment of shock, another bright beam of light shot out from Master Theodore's obsidian staff.
【Dawn】.
Mage Theodore once again casts a five-ring spell.
The light beam is like a giant sword burning with the power of the sun. When it passes through the wind network, the surrounding space emits an overwhelming roar, and even the edges of the wind network appear with twisted ripples.
It cleverly bypassed the cyan vortex spitted out by the wind elemental dragon, and accurately landed on the wind elemental dragon's back.
The golden light element energy instantly twisted a large piece of its back into fine wind element particles.
Those particles were flying in the air, like blown dandelions or twinkling stardust.
Although it was not like the blood and flesh splattering and the scales shattered when attacking real material creatures, it still tore off a large piece of the wind element dragon's body, leaving a gap.
But the wind elemental dragon didn't care at all.
One is that for an energy creature like it, there is no pain at all.
The other point is that it has suffered such damage many times in just a few minutes.
It just prompts the cyan crystal nucleus in the brain to rotate slightly, and quickly sucks in the wind element particles transformed by part of its own body.
· Driven by the powerful power of the cyan crystal core, these wind element particles are like easily moldable mud, being re-kneaded into its body parts to fill in the vacant places.
But the next moment, a trace of extremely human disbelief and incomprehension flashed across the wind element dragon's pupils composed of vortex hurricanes.
All the high-level mages outside Feng Luo looked at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was somewhat unclear.
The fundamental reason for the emotional change between the two parties is that at this moment, on the back of the wind element dragon, even after being absorbed and reshaped by the cyan crystal core, there is still a small piece missing.
Previously, no matter how many body parts were mutilated, the wind element dragon could quickly reorganize its body after absorbing the scattered wind element particles. The only change was that the reorganized parts appeared ethereal and not as solid as before.
But this time, a piece was clearly missing out of thin air.
It looks like some of the raw materials used to reshape the body are missing.
But, how come there is a missing part?
The wind elemental dragon does not understand.
However, it is the only one who does not understand.
It was distracted by the attack of the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon at the moment, and could not even move its head much, let alone look back at what was behind it.
Therefore, it cannot see that a cyan figure of Gui Chong, which it perceives to be a harmless wind elemental creature, is wandering on its back.
Just the moment [Dawn] crushed part of the wind dragon's torso and turned it into wind element particles, the cyan figure pounced on it like a local dog that had been hungry for several days.
The cyan streamer surrounding the body turned into a miniature tornado, spinning rapidly to form an energy vortex, sucking in the surrounding wind element particles crazily.
Although the wind dragon drove the cyan crystal core to absorb these wind element particles to reorganize its body at the next moment, in just that moment, the Storm Soul had already "eaten" a lot of wind element particles.
This also causes the wind element dragon to have insufficient wind element particles as raw materials when it reorganizes its body.
The wind element particles from fifth-level wind element creatures are so pure that for the Storm Soul, they are simply a thousand-year ginseng-level tonic.
Just such a mouthful has already made the emerald green light spots in its body grow a little stronger.
It raised its head and looked at the high-level mages outside Fengluo.
The Wind Dragon cannot look back and cannot see its movements, but the high-level mages who are far away from the Wind Dragon can see all the movements of the Storm Soul at a glance.
Storm Soul does not yet have real eyes and expressions, but at this moment, all the high-level mages understood the meaning of Storm Soul in an extremely weird way:
Go on!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The loud noises of warships collapsing and hitting the sea were heard one after another.
Every sound was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.
As the first warship exhausted the magic power of the Orric Crystal, lost its holy light shield, and fell on the sea, it was like a chain reaction was triggered, and more and more warships fell into the same situation.
It is tens of meters high, forming a thick curtain of water, which is pressed down with great force.
The water spray also contained broken wooden boards, broken comb rods, and even some Qi Yuanling spirits involved in it. The scene was extremely chaotic.
When the water curtain fell, the waves it stirred up were more than ten feet high, setting off layers of waves on the sea surface, swallowing up everything nearby.
At this moment, Gothe no longer cared to pay attention to the Storm Soul, which had penetrated deep into the tiger's den.
He once again dived into the water to avoid the bombardment of water pressure. At the same time, he cooperated with Tuanzi to help those mages who lost control in the water and fell into danger.
Gothe's flippers and hand flippers formed by [Ocean Touch+] swing rapidly, flexibly shuttled through the water, leaving a long string of bubbles behind him.
"The situation is not good." While rescuing people, Gao De thought to himself.
His face was full of solemnity as he looked at the sinking warships around him and the fellow mages struggling in the water.
In this expedition, the human mages have fallen into a comprehensive disadvantage.
But the problem is exactly what Gothe thought when he set out. In a war of this level, what he can do is really limited.
This escort battle will not be won because he has one more first-level mage, nor will it be lost because he is missing one first-level mage.
Whether he wins or loses has little to do with him.
In the distance, the battle between the wind dragon and the magic crystal cannon continued. Powerful energy fluctuations came from time to time, causing ripples in the sea water. What could he do as a one-ring mage?
He is not the protagonist.
Even the reporting on the warship and the rescue after the ship capsized may not seem very impressive, but in fact the contribution they made was far beyond that of any other level mage.
“With Tuanzi here, it’s really not possible. My chances of surviving by running away are still much higher than others.” Gothe could only say secretly in his heart.
This war is not a bloody battle. The wind elemental creatures have no intention of killing them, so if they really collapse, there is still a certain chance of survival.
This is the only good news.
On the sea, wind elemental creatures were still raging, but they did not deliberately kill the mage who fell into the water, which comforted Gothe's heart.
Phew!
Gothe skillfully picked up a mage who had just fallen from the ship into the sea. Before the other party could express his gratitude, he waved his hand and dived into the sea again.
There is no need to pay any price, just one more person can be saved.
And from a utilitarian point of view, each of these can be considered a life-saving grace.
Not to say that everyone knows that kindness is repaid, but if one in ten people remembers this kindness, the rate of return will be extremely high.
Above the wind.
"Attack!" Master Theodore was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and shouted loudly.
He still doesn't know the origin of the Storm Soul, but there is no doubt that it comes from his own side and is helping them deal with the wind elemental dragon.
After seeing hope, all high-level mages became more passionate than ever before.
For a time, the magic shined brightly, and the offensive reached its peak.
One body part after another was crushed or blasted into the most primitive wind element particles by spells.
At this time, the Storm Soul will take the opportunity to absorb a small amount of wind element particles into the body.
With such cooperation, Fenglong's body gradually became riddled with holes, with a piece missing here and a hole missing there.
Perhaps this is not fatal compared to its huge body, but it does make the wind dragon look extremely embarrassed.
The tornado in the vertical pupils of the wind dragon rotated more and more violently, and the anger in it was unmistakable.
It doesn't hurt, but the physical disability still makes it unacceptable and extremely angry.
It was just the frontal pressure from the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon that temporarily prevented Fenglong from sparing any remaining energy to deal with the mages.
It is now just relying on its powerful body, which it has accumulated for countless years, to withstand the attacks of mages.
With extremely high intelligence, it understood from the beginning that the attack launched by the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon was limited in duration.
Hence, it was angry while gritting its teeth and persisting, waiting for the Auckland magic crystal cannon to go out and then liquidate them all.
"Thirty seconds, thirty seconds at most." What Feng Long understands, Master Theodore understands even more.
And he was accurate to the second when the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon went out.
He glanced at the dense wounds on Wind Dragon's body, feeling anxious in his heart.
Storm Soul did a good job indeed, causing substantial damage to the Wind Dragon.
But it appeared too late, and it swallowed too few wind element particles.
This minute is simply not enough to inflict a fatal blow to the wind dragon.
In thirty seconds, when the Auckland magic crystal cannon goes out, without its frontal firepower to attract the wind dragon, it would be impossible for them to imagine using magic attacks on the wind dragon as recklessly as they do now. Even in the face of the wind dragon's counterattack, their own lives would be extremely worrying.
What to do? what to do?
Mage Theodore was anxious, but his eyes were always fixed on the wind dragon.
At this moment, he saw the Storm Soul making an extremely abrupt move towards him.
It stretched out its hand, pointed at its own head with its index finger and drew several circles, and then pointed at the wind dragon's head.
It is still a silent communication.
But what the hell, Master Theodore understood instantly.
I don’t know if it’s because they have a tacit understanding, or because Storm Soul’s “sign language” is too appropriate.
Storm Soul means to attack the head of the wind dragon, aiming directly at the cyan crystal core that is the core of energy.
It is one thing to understand something, but another thing to be able to do it.
The head is too close to the mouth of the wind dragon that spits out cyan vortices. Any spell aimed at the crystal core of the head is like a moth flying into a flame. It will be mercilessly crushed before it gets close.
This is also the reason why they watched the wind dragon continue to "resurrect" with the help of the cyan crystal core but were unable to do anything.
But this time, faced with the Storm Soul's instructions, Master Theodore's emotion was not one of embarrassment, but more of hesitation.
This hesitation only lasted a second.
Mage Theodore's experience and maturity as the chief mage allowed him to make critical decisions at critical moments.
"Overloaded Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon!"
He lowered his head and said softly.
Subsequently, Master Theodore’s voice passed through a distance of several hundred meters and reached the Crown of Thorns.
In addition to the stable output mode, the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon can also briefly enter overload mode at the expense of damaging the barrel and turret.
In overload mode, the amount of mana consumed by the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon will increase exponentially, but its power will also increase by 40 to 50%.
Furthermore, it can only last for ten seconds. Beyond this time, the barrel will explode due to overload.
Even if it does not exceed ten seconds, the damage caused to the magic crystal cannon will still exist.
As a war-grade alchemy weapon, the maintenance cost of the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon is undoubtedly astronomical.
Overload mode is generally not used unless it is an emergency.
But now, it is an emergency.