The Last Step

After a frantic scramble, the ice sphere left behind by the Elemental Lord was successfully transferred to the center of the open-air platform atop the Williams.

Six Wizards stood around the ice sphere. They were the six people in Dark Star Base with the strongest control over magic power. They had originally been responsible for extracting Ice Cores, and Bell had now selected them to remove the Elemental Lord's Ice Core.

"Listen up. Be careful—careful, and then even more careful! If anyone's hand slips and blows it up, we're all done for. Got it?"

Standing outside the circle formed by the six, Bell gave them another uneasy warning.

If possible, he would have preferred to do it himself. But he had expended too much magic power and mental energy in the previous battle, and had even lost his dominant right arm. Trying to extract the Ice Core himself was no longer realistic.

Left with no other choice, he could only trust his own people.

"Got it!" ×6

The six swallowed nervously and answered in unison.

"Good."

Bell nodded and turned to Stuart.

"Begin."

"Yes."

Stuart gave the command. Then, intricate patterns beneath everyone's feet filled with magic power, emitting a faint, brilliant glow.

Under the battleship crew's control, magic power flowed through the patterns toward the six Wizards in the center. A pale blue mist of magical light rose up and enveloped them, making their figures appear somewhat indistinct.

Once the mist of magical light stabilized, the six did not hesitate. They all aimed their Wands at the Ice Core. Extremely sharp magic power spun at high speed, forming a disc of light that slowly approached the ice sphere.

"Slower! All of you, slow down even more!"

Seeing them begin, Bell hurriedly reminded them.

Unlike at Dark Star Base, where