Ancient Bronze Golden Body
[Wheel of Departing Fire], a fourth-level arcane spell, cannot be dispersed by the wind and grows stronger with the wind.
In the blink of an eye, the hundred or so fire wheels, each the size of a cartwheel, released by the Mage Corps on the cliff grew larger and larger, eventually becoming the size of windmills. These fire elemental wheels possessed extremely high temperatures capable of splitting gold and shattering stone, and like cutting machines, they could easily cut trees and thatched huts in half.
A single wheel wouldn't have been difficult for Kolman Warrior to dodge. But these hundreds of fiery wheels, linked together, were like burning logs, leaving a trail of scorched earth in their wake.
On the distant hillside, Rein's face turned extremely grim as he watched the fiery torrent rushing towards the densely packed tribal buildings.
Even from this distance, he could feel a wave of heat hitting him. Visibly, the air near those fiery wheels was distorted and glowing, clearly indicating extremely high temperatures.
And at this moment
The deep, sinister chanting from the Great Shaman Mafat on the altar grew increasingly terrifying, sending chills down one's spine.
The phantom of "Demon Liberation" behind him gradually merged with his withered body, and an aura of pressure, as if a demon god himself had descended to earth, was released from his body.
Rein couldn't understand what this meant, but he felt that the pressure was so strong that he dared not look directly at it, as if he had the instinctive fear of a lower being looking up at a higher god.
Bazel stared wide-eyed, his expression growing increasingly complex. He muttered to himself, "That old man Mafat has actually comprehended 'Demonic Dissolution' to this extent. The ancestors of the Kolman Tribe have truly inherited something extraordinary."
In this moment of crisis,
Suddenly, another thunderous shout rang out, "Summon the rain!"
Mafat looked up and glared at the sky. A black light shot out from the eyes of the demon god phantom behind him.
Just then, the weather suddenly changed, and a thick layer of dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky.
"Calling for rain," "Calling for rain," "Calling for rain."
The old man Mafat, twirled on the altar, his staff incantations of demonic language constantly escaping his lips.
With each word he uttered, the dark clouds in the sky thickened. In those few breaths, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a torrential downpour began.
Clearly, this is not ordinary rain!
The previous gust of wind hadn't dissipated when it swept across the sky again. The wind, which had been invisible before, was now clearly visible to people because of the rain.
"That's a waterspout?"
Rein was stunned; he couldn't take his eyes off the incredibly dazzling fighting style.
The wind whipped up a torrential downpour, forming three water dragons in the sky that surged toward the distant Fire Wheel Tide.
The water and fire extinguished the raging fire elemental wheel the moment they touched.
After the impact, the waterspout surged up the hillside and slammed towards the Mage Corps!
The spinning waterspout continued to accelerate, and countless glistening raindrops shot out like a shower of flowers from a celestial maiden.
Upon closer inspection, it wasn't raindrops at all; it was clearly "bullets" falling!
Where the raindrops fell, a bullet-sized crater was immediately punched into the hard rock, and in the blink of an eye, a huge rock was riddled with holes like a honeycomb.
And this was just the prelude. As the waterspout swept across, the entire mountain, including the vegetation and rocks, melted away as quickly as a melting iceberg!
"Channeling a group third-circle spell, Arcane Earth Barrier!"
On the small hillside, the hundred-member Mage Corps responded just as quickly.
As the wind and rain approached, instead of raising magical shields for themselves, they rapidly gathered elemental magic, creating a layer of earth elemental barrier shimmering with crystalline luster above their heads.
This collaboration is flawless.
"This old man is a bit fierce. The altar must be a sacred artifact or some kind of treasure, otherwise it wouldn't be able to make him so powerful."
"Indeed! To control this celestial-level composite spell by himself, this barbarian's heritage is truly extraordinary. Everyone, put in more effort, kill this old man, and those barbarians will be no threat anymore."
"Hmph! A barbarian can have a magical artifact? Do you really think we can't?"
Seeing the waterspout approaching with overwhelming force, the patriarchs of the Five Great Families in City of Radiance held nothing back and each took out their most prized possessions.
The "City of Radiance" has been exploring the Alkolon Mountain Range for decades, and the treasures they have obtained from exploring various ruins are still few.
The Moon Crown Scepter, the Great Elemental Ring, the Fire Spirit Pendant, and the Saint Storm Hammer are all renowned ancient Magical Saint Artifact.
With the appearance of these magical artifacts, the aura emanating from the clan leaders surged even further.
However, melee attacks are far more deadly than spellcasters.
At this moment, Carlo, one of the "Ten Great Legends" Frost Moon Sword Master, narrowed his eyes, his accumulated sword aura surging to its limit.
He squinted at the old man on the altar in the distance and said, "If we don't take that guy down right away, it'll be a real problem. You guys are in charge of holding the barbarians back. I'm off!"
Without turning his head, he rushed down the hillside.
But at that moment, the Kolman Beast Rider had already rushed up the hillside and crashed into them head-on.
With a clang, the sound of a sword being drawn rang out, and in the blink of an eye, the charging Kolman Warrior and his magical mount were cleaved in two by a single strike.
He wielded two swords, one white and one blue, which were none other than the renowned weapons [Frost Flower] and [Azure Ghost]!
(Note: A single-edged sword can be called a sword or a knife.)
Carlo saw no one else but the hunched old man on the altar.
With a swing of his blade, blood will surely be drawn, and everything in his path will be cleaved in two!
Speaking of fighting spirit, the Grandmaster of Combat Rocky Lefar standing to the side is in no way inferior to this swordsman.
He watched Carlo rush out, his face equally defiant. "Heh heh, we can't let that Carlo steal all the limelight! You might only get a few chances in your life to fight a master like that."
As he spoke, I could hear my bones cracking and popping.
His muscles bulged and rippled like dragons, and he suddenly grew two feet taller. The sound of his brocade robe tearing was incessant, and it burst into pieces. In the blink of an eye, his blood and energy were at their peak, and he transformed into a muscular giant like a raging bull.
Then, with his upper body bare and the raindrops cutting like knives, he charged off recklessly.
Following the two, the high-level professionals who came with the Mage Corps also rushed up the hillside without any delay.
The two sides clashed fiercely in a short time.
"These two guys are here too."
Bazel looked at the swordsmen and fighters rushing down the mountain, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.
One was a legendary swordsman of equal renown, the other a Grandmaster of Combat on the verge of becoming a legend. Neither of them would be an easy opponent for him. A decisive victory would be far from assured.
Now that the elders of the tribe are no longer here, there aren't many people who can handle experts of this level.
It wasn't that Bazel was unwilling to take action, but he knew that even if he did, it wouldn't change anything.
Although this battle was a surprise attack, the outcome was already predetermined.
Whenever the time comes, these Kolman Tribe will shed their last drop of blood to protect the temple.
Whenever the Great Shaman Mafat showed even the slightest thought of retreating, Bazel would rush to his aid. Together with the warriors of the tribe, they would fight and retreat, ensuring that at least some of them would survive.
However, if it's a fight to the death, even with Bazel's help, it won't change the outcome of total annihilation; instead, it will only lead to his own demise.
Even so, he still planned to look for an opportunity to see if he could give the Kolman Tribe a chance to win!
And at that time,
The swordsman and the Grandmaster of Combat had already traversed the entire village at an extremely fast speed, and no one could stop these two top-level Transcendent heading towards the altar!
At this moment, the High Priest Mafat on the altar seemed completely unaware and showed no intention of backing down.
His emaciated body looked as if it might collapse at any moment in the turbulent wind and rain.
Upon seeing this, Rein exclaimed inwardly, "Watch out!"
The competition between top masters is completely devoid of any fancy tricks.
Before anyone could even follow his gaze, the swordsman Carlo drew another sword from his waist, now wielding two swords!
The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to perceive.
Rein only saw that the person was still on the hillside, and in the blink of an eye, that guy had already slashed at Mafat was just a slash away.
Even though Rein didn't understand swordsmanship, he recognized this move as the ultimate killing move in swordsmanship, [Dual Blade Style: Double Moon Slash]!
The two blades, one blue and one white, seemed to slice through the air, carrying a dense, shimmering white sword aura, striking with a single blow to kill two enemies.
If those two blows were to land, the small mountain would probably be split in two.
Not only Rein, but everyone in the entire tribe was holding their breath for Mafat.
The old man seemed completely oblivious. Even as the two blades were about to strike his forehead, he made no attempt to dodge or stop casting his spell.
Everyone understood that Mafat was currently in control of the weather and could not afford to be distracted.
The swordsman had precisely anticipated this, which is why he chose to attack at close range.
And at this critical moment
Suddenly, the old man moved!
Mafat's eyes remained unmoved as he raised his hand to block the two blows, seemingly intending to withstand them head-on with his flesh and blood!
Bazel was the first to see through this response, but he also exclaimed in surprise, "How is this possible!"
Even a heavily armored warrior wouldn't dare to take those two blows head-on. How could this old man be so arrogant?
Was it too late to react?
Obviously not!
Rein's senses were much weaker, and he failed to capture that perilous moment. By the time he saw the swordsman draw his blade, it had already touched Mafat's arm.
At that very instant of contact, a sharp metallic clang rang out.
It was as if the two blows were not aimed at flesh and blood, but at an indestructible golden body.
"Indestructible Vajra!"
Rein was a little confused. This move looked exactly like the "Secret Technique: Vajra" from their Fighter Sequence!
Even with that protective move, no one would dare to be so arrogant as to use their flesh and blood to withstand the strike of a legendary swordsman!
But surprisingly, these two swords could not do anything to him.
Upon closer inspection, at this moment, Mafat's skin, which had been as dark as flesh, suddenly shone with a bronze metallic luster. His thin body no longer showed any trace of flesh and blood, but instead resembled a Bronze Golden Body, even his eyes were filled with a metallic sheen.
Just as Mafat calmly blocked the twin sword strikes, the heavy punch from the Grandmaster of Combat Rocky Lefar came at the same time, the mountain-shattering straight punch creating a series of air explosions in the air.
Rein understood this move; it was the ultimate technique of the Six Forms of Combat: the [Cannon Fist]!
This punch, imbued with the power that Grandmaster descent down the mountain, was like a cannon firing, unstoppable!
Seeing this fierce punch, Mafat neither dodged nor avoided it.
He held the staff in one hand, parried the two swords, then suddenly clenched his fist, twisted his body, and threw a punch straight at the incoming fist without any fancy moves.
"Bump!"
The fists collided, and a powerful shockwave exploded outwards from the altar, sending sand and stones flying.
It's like two cannons firing at each other; only the stronger one wins.
The Grandmaster of Combat was sent flying backward with a thud, coughing up a mouthful of blood!
In the fierce confrontation, both sides experienced similar forces. Mafat was clearly not having an easy time either. He suddenly took a few steps back, stomped on the altar several times, and finally stopped before falling off the altar by poking a spiderweb-like crack in the stone slab with his foot.
The Great Shaman Mafat single-handedly withstood the attacks of a hundred-man magic group and even withstood the attacks of two legendary melee fighters. Although neither side seemed to gain any advantage in this encounter, his block and punch were astonishing!
Regardless of their stance, the sheer brilliance of this top-tier battle between Transcendent is truly eye-opening.
Rein's eyes gleamed with astonishment. "So the High Priest of Mafat is this powerful!"
He had thought that Mafat's thin, bony body had no close combat ability whatsoever, but it turned out that he not only had it, but was ridiculously strong!
He caught a legendary sword strike with his bare hands and even managed to deflect the [Cannon Fist] of Grandmaster of Combat. How strong must his golden body be?
Bazel was also stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief. "This is dual cultivation of magic and martial arts! This guy Mafat is truly a freak!"
He originally thought that since Mafat was going to control the celestial phenomena and fight against the hundred-person magic group, he would have no spare strength to deal with these two close-range surprise attacks, and his defeat should be just around the corner.
But to my surprise, this is the result.
Everyone has their own specialty; theoretically speaking, magic-based characters should be fragile.
The more powerful the Caster Sequence, the more vulnerable it is!
This is determined by the Extraordinary Sequence. When spellcasters choose to awaken their Gene Potion, they choose the ultimate magic damage with high burst damage, which inevitably means giving up something, such as physical strength.
But this Mafat, his witchcraft and physical skills have reached such an unbelievable level.
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