Poe Drion's magic turned into thousands of bright streams of light, pouring like a river of stars, and each beam of light contained enough power to penetrate the mountains. These light flows did not directly impact Kourt, but continued to tear apart the space, creating countless fine black cracks in the void, wrapping around Remnant Soul like a spider web towards Kourt. Space itself became his weapon, trying to forcibly tear apart Kourt, the disembodied soul, and exile it into the chaotic void.
Kourt and Remnant Soul let out a silent scream, gray-black mist rolled, and everything in its path turned into ashes. The sky is no longer the sky, but a battlefield of distorted light and shadow and dead silence Gray Mist. Every collision of power exploded with a shocking Sky Dome impact.
The entire Sunken City ruins are wailing. Huge stone pillars were twisted and broken in the silent impact; the ground seemed to have been plowed by an invisible giant plow, rolling up ravines several meters deep; the shaky and broken buildings in the distance collapsed like toppled building blocks. The seawater Sky Dome had already collapsed, and the endless cold seawater poured down like the sky, but was instantly evaporated or frozen into strange ice crystal powder by the energy released by the two.
This is no longer a battle that mortals can understand. These are two extraordinary beings who once stood at the top of the world. At the end of the road, they desperately burned their last spirituality and strength, just to fight for the only hope of transcendence. Their battlefield is destruction itself.
The devastating aftermath was like an invisible tsunami, starting from the center of the battle between the two and spreading in all directions unstoppably. The first to bear the brunt were the people who were trapped in the central area of the square and could not even stand.
It's over.
This was the only thought in everyone's mind. In the face of such great power, any struggle and resistance seem so ridiculous and pale. Edgar and his team have formed the final defensive formation, but the burning will in their eyes leaves only despair in the face of absolute power. Moria took out the magic potion and prepared to make a last ditch effort.
Just before the energy storm that could annihilate everything was about to touch everyone, a light curtain flowing with countless fine silver runes opened without warning, tightly covering everyone.
The shock wave that destroyed the world hit the light curtain hard, and violent ripples instantly appeared on the surface of the light curtain. Countless runes flashed on and off crazily, making an overwhelming creaking sound, as if they would break at any time. But it finally held on, blocking out the terrifying power that could twist steel and flatten mountains.
Everyone who had survived the disaster looked up in shock.
Outside the light curtain, in the air where chaotic energy was raging, there was an unknown figure. He was wearing colorful costumes with strange fabric splicing. His figure was slightly thin, but he stood upright. He stretched out one hand, his fingers spread wide, and the fingertips were flowing with bright magic light, which was continuously injected into the protective light curtain below to maintain this only shelter. His face looked slightly pale in front of this destructive power, but his calm eyes and expression were enough to explain everything.
The acting president of Artificer's Hand is Selwyn·Lagoven.
"Fortunately, we caught up, but it was really dangerous."
A hearty and loud voice followed soon after, and everyone followed the sound, only to see Captain Remington leading his group of loyal Adventurer crew members out from behind the ruins of a collapsed building. He dusted himself off and wore his usual smile that seemed fearless even if the sky fell.
"Fortunately, I was already prepared. As soon as I arrived here, I started preparing for the teleportation ceremony. I actually called Master Selwyn here."
Li Wen then suddenly realized that Remington had never shown up. It was not because he escaped from the battle or encountered an accident, but because he had been preparing for the last retreat.
At this time, Selwyn also retracted his hand and slowly lowered it, but the powerful light curtain never dissipated, blocking all threats and impacts one after another.
He glanced at Remington and said calmly, "The threat of Kourt's imminent resurgence is not unforeseen by Sunday Secret College. It's just that the front of the Arcane Academy is Facing some more difficult troubles, there are not enough manpower available. Therefore, the responsibility of preventing Kourt from getting out of trouble falls on the head of Magic Society - Artificer's Hand."
He turned his head, his eyes fell on Princess Victoria, and he nodded slightly.
"Presumably His Highness Princess is also worried about this matter, so he came here in person. However, it is not a wise move to put yourself in danger. Please try to avoid it in the future."
"I have always had full confidence in the magicians of the kingdom." Victoria smiled calmly, accepted the concern calmly, and skillfully threw back the dominance of the words.
The battle in the sky became more and more intense. Poe Derian and Kourt had completely fallen into a crazy fight. Their powers canceled each other out and annihilated each other. Undying Flower floated steadily at the center of the collision between the two forces, unmoved by anything.
Even someone as powerful as Selwyn could not help but frown at this moment.
"They are desperate. Now, no one can interfere with the outcome between them." He said calmly, "My power cannot persist here for too long. When I arrived, I had already used the old leylines of this city to reactivate the super-distance Teleportation Array abandoned by Lorenteen. Now is the best time to leave."
When he finished speaking, it was as if he had given everyone a pardon.
"As for here," Selwyn glanced at the apocalyptic center of the battlefield, "I will stay and handle the final finishing work."
When everyone heard this, their faces showed the joy of surviving the disaster.
Captain Remington laughed loudly, waved his hand and said, "Why are you still standing there? Everyone who wants to survive should follow suit!"
However, just when everyone was about to leave.
"Uh... ah... roar!"
An inhuman roar, mixed with extreme pain and endless violence, like the dying roar of a wounded beast, suddenly came from the edge of the square.
I saw that the pirate first mate Joseph Wilblood, who was originally severely injured by Poe Derian's light spear, was possessed by Kourt and then abandoned, and should have been cut off from life, now stood up staggeringly.
He looked even more terrifying and horrifying than before. No part of the skin on the body was intact. The chest was completely torn and blood dripping from the internal organs. Half of the muscles and skin on the cheek were missing, revealing a pale skull and an eyeball that was completely filled with scarlet blood and devoid of any sense. However, even so, the unreasonably tenacious vitality brought by Flesh and Blood Path was still repairing his body at an incredible speed.
In just the blink of an eye, an intact Joseph stood on the same spot. Except for his ragged clothes and blood stains all over his body, no one could prove that Joseph was still on the verge of death a moment ago.
"Don't even think about leaving..." The pirate first mate's voice revealed fatigue, but his scarlet pupils full of madness and violence were still staring at Remington.
"Then I will play with you until you die!" Captain Remington spat, moved his fingers slightly and faced Joseph.
Moria knew that the captain was not strong enough to compete, so he picked up his sword and followed him.
The two of them stopped Joseph, who was already completely crazy.
Seeing this, everyone else understood that staying here with their strength would only become a burden. Edgar cast a grateful and dignified look at Remington and Moria, and then decisively ordered, "Retreat!"
Everyone no longer hesitated and followed the crew of the Adventurer in the direction pointed by Selwyn, escaping through the collapsing ruins.
On the way out, the atmosphere was horribly depressing.
Investigation Bureau's team was silent, and everyone's face was filled with solemnity.
Spade K, joker and others were cursing, heartbroken that their experience points had been sucked dry, and they kept cursing Kourt. As for Yang Yi's classmates, they were constantly blaming him with looks that were mixed with anger, disappointment and contempt, blaming all his faults on his stupidity and selfishness.
Fu Qingyan, who was walking at the end of the crowd, listened to the quarrels and curses behind him, and looked at the apocalyptic scene in front of him, feeling dazed for a while. She looked around subconsciously, as if looking for something.
Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, and her steps stopped.
"Where is Mephisto?"
The petite figure who had remained calm from beginning to end and had even seen through it all, had disappeared into the crowd at some point.