Mirror of Light and Water

More than sixty Holy Light shells had begun accelerating downward, like sixty miniature suns, their dazzling radiance almost impossible to look at directly. The army that had been besieging the city had already withdrawn, silently waiting for the moment Locke City was destroyed.

Benjamin did not have much time left.

He knew that too. Thus, under the state of Descent of Water, he burned through his mental power as though it cost nothing. He mobilized every water element he could reach, turning them into currents that gathered into two great rivers stretching across the sky.

Benjamin felt an unprecedented burden.

This amount of water far surpassed the great water sphere Wright had once created overseas, not to mention the waves rolling within those rivers—endless and self-sustaining, forming a world of their own. Even he could barely control the power contained within them.

The people inside Locke City were utterly dumbfounded. In that moment, they even forgot their fear of death and their despair at the fall of their nation. All that remained in their hearts was profound awe.

Even the people in nearby villages and refugees fleeing along nearby roads could not help raising their heads, holding their breath as they watched the unbelievable sight in the sky.

"Is... is that a god?"

Everyone clasped their hands together without prior agreement, as if praying to the two rivers converging in the sky. Yet their minds were completely blank, and they did not know what they were praying for.

Only... instinctive awe and worship.

However, they soon discovered that the two rivers were not the spell's final form. Under Benjamin's control, they continued to change, dance, and intertwine... The two rivers seemed to possess lives of their own. Their surging waves compressed, and scales suddenly began to emerge.

All at once,