The young wizard Fink turned around calmly and gently tore open the scroll in his hand. In an instant, blinding white light bloomed from it, transforming into pure white flames in midair and forming a massive ring of white fire that rapidly spread outward.
This was not ordinary elemental flame.
It was a stream of high-frequency oscillating particles.
It forcibly dissociated metal structures at the atomic level.
Any metallic element swept by the ring of flames silently melted away at once, instantly clearing a swath through the previously crowded battlefield.
The air filled with the pungent, scorched smell of metal ions.
It was the residue left behind after the laws of matter had been forcibly rewritten by higher sorcery.
The three members of the team seized the opportunity to break through at the weakest point of the encirclement.
As long as they escaped this region where elemental laws were in chaos,
they could reestablish their rune-element circulation.
Just as they were about to completely break away from the battle, a huge mass of black clouds suddenly surged out from the collapsed metal ruins below.
It was a swarm of strange puppets resembling both hornets and crows. Each was half the size of a human, its body flowing with a black metallic sheen and crisscrossed by silver-white energy circuits.
Every one of them radiated energy fluctuations comparable to those of a second-tier magical beast.
These were absolutely not naturally evolved creatures.
They were weapons of war left behind by the ancient Dwarf Civilization.
A cold red glow flickered in their compound eyes—the signal that prey had been locked onto.
When they gathered together, the pressure they emitted became even more terrifying. Like a hurricane filled with death and destruction, they swept toward the three at incredible speed.
The hum of air