A casting range of two thousand meters was impressive enough, but a ballistic area attack that damaged and slowed every target along its two-thousand-meter path? That was astonishing.
The Spirit Realm Rules weren't perfectly fair, nor did they deliberately balance the growth of Awakeners' power. But individual skills still followed certain principles of balance.
Generally speaking, if a skill combined damage and control, a powerful control effect meant its damage scaling wouldn't be too high. If its damage was outrageous, its casting range usually wouldn't be very long. And if its range was vast, its power would likely fall off with distance.
The Frost Ray Lucien had just fired had tremendous range with no falloff, dealt considerable damage, and inflicted a severe slow... It was practically a bug.
At least it couldn't distinguish friend from foe. If it could, Lucien could fire Frost Ray without restraint, and that would be absurdly overpowered.
Bai Xiaowen continued to stall Lord Xi'en while keeping part of his attention on the three Snakefolk magic artisans.
After firing that Frost Ray, Lucien laughed and slapped the control panel. The silver-white mechanical war chariot began to beep.
At the intersection where Lucien stood, a group of Elite Snakefolk in silver-white armor surged out. They carried peculiar weapons that looked like silver-white firearms.
The weapons' barrels were so wide they looked like miniature hand cannons. The Elite Snakefolk had to hold them level with both hands.
Then the Elite Snakefolk opened fire. The silver-white hand cannons spat frost-laden orbs of ice that exploded among the crowd. White frost spread across the ground, and everyone caught in the blasts, friend or foe, took frost damage and was slowed!
"Ahahaha! Keep bombarding them!"
Lucien, the Snakefolk magic artisan, thrust out a gaunt finger and tapped his forehead. As his