Peach Mountain collided with the flying Rose Wind.
Rose petals swirled like Returning Snow in the Flowing Wind, snowflakes surging and dancing as the magic within them clashed violently with the power contained in Peach Mountain.
As a Sun-Herding Dragon, the only advantage Locke had over the wizards was his innately powerful dragon body. He barely managed to open one dragon eye and observe what was happening over there.
Even the Death God Dragon, its entire body black as a moving mountain range, sensed the threat of death and instinctively moved away from this area.
"Is this their Great Magic?"
Locke thought, No, this isn't Great Magic. This is Third-Ring magic. These spells... contain Plane Power.
Even Great Magic would not contain Plane Power.
At its core, the confrontation between Peach Mountain and Rose Wind was a clash between two different Plane Principles.
If Locke had not been a Second-Ring Wizard capable of directly seeing changes in Plane Power with his naked eye, he probably would not have noticed this at all.
But once he noticed it, he could feel the immense, absolute difference between a Second-Ring Wizard and a Third-Ring Wizard.
It was practically two worlds colliding!
Moreover, the scale of the collision far surpassed the clash between the Disc World and the Silent Plane that he had witnessed during the Silent Grail Competition.
In other words, it was as though a [World's End] was unfolding here!
Everyone felt the World's End-level conflict of Magic Pressure above their heads. That destructive force was drawing all surrounding powers toward the [Destruction State].
Thus, stones were automatically cracking, the Magic Tide was becoming extreme, and the dragon power within Locke was constantly shifting toward destruction...
At the same time, Locke let out an uncontrollable dragon roar.
Team Leader Celt jumped in