"He's about to launch his attack!"
Jiang Jie stared grimly at the Nightmare dragon that was rapidly approaching, blotting out the sky.
Nobody knows whether Karazhan can actually stop Eranikus.
Although they had great confidence in Karazhan, the tower had never been attacked by such a powerful enemy since its completion, not to mention that it was no longer intact and was severely damaged.
If it weren't for some mysterious force supporting it, this tower would have collapsed long ago, because from the outside it shouldn't even be standing; the middle part of the main tower is already half broken.
"It should... be able to hold it off, right?" Alturus was a little nervous, subconsciously gripping his staff tighter. Under the increasingly powerful dragon's might, he felt so small, as insignificant as an ant.
This feeling was like when he was a mage, alone in the wilderness facing a giant rat—it was terrifying beyond measure.
"We can definitely stop them!" Disguised as a human, Med'an was more determined than ever before, because this was his grandmother's mage tower and his father's mage tower. He was proud to have such two relatives and proud of the blood flowing in his veins.
The descendants of the two Keeper are fearless!
As Oryx gazed at the enormous body, a sense of awe arose within him, a feeling of profound power. Although he knew this was the effect of the Nightmare's power, he could not suppress the fear within him; it was a fear he could only confront himself, not something that could be eradicated.
The four elders of Tyr's Guard were stronger than Oryx, not in terms of physical strength, but in terms of mental fortitude.
As guardians of the Lord of Order, and the last remaining Tyr's Guard, they have fought countless battles and faced the subtle influence of Zakajz's power many times, yet they have remained true to themselves and are difficult to corrupt. However, they still felt fear—fear of absolute power.
Even though Zakajz was severely injured and sealed away, he's not nearly as powerful as the Tyrant of the Dream!
On the contrary, Paltress, the young temple bishop, seemed completely unaware of what "fear" was; her face was expressionless, just like the Holy Light itself.
"He's here!" Rhonin said in a deep voice.
The Nightmare's power grew stronger and stronger, Eranikus finally flew over Karazhan!
"Poor mortals, don't you even know what you're doing? Let me see who you are... a few mages, a few users of Holy Light, and an ancient Stone Giants? You think you can stop the Tyrant of the Dream? Dream on!"
Eranikus did not linger above Karazhan, but instead stopped on a nearby mountain ridge. His enormous dragon eyes, as large as rooms, were fixed on Karazhan and on Jiang Jie and the others on the Master's Terrace, clearly showing some apprehension.
Because he sensed a powerful energy fluctuation emanating from the tower, an energy fluctuation no weaker than his own!
Seeing this, Jiang Jie felt relieved. Looking at Eranikus in the distance, he extended his little finger and sneered:
" Eranikus? The Tyrant of the Dream? If you dare, then come and try! If you don't dare, then you're nothing but this!"
Clearly, Eranikus was enraged!
"A broken tower dares to block my way? Foolish mortals, you have no idea how great I am! My master commands me to destroy you, to corrupt you, and none can stop me! Prepare for the arrival of the Tyrant of the Dream, you insignificant mortals!"
Even though it possesses an energy level comparable to his, a tower is ultimately just a tower; how can it be compared to the noble Tyrant of the Dream?
Eranikus had no interest in arguing with mortals as insignificant as ants, and flew straight towards Karazhan!
What he wanted was a crushing defeat, a decisive and utter crushing defeat!
He had lost patience and didn't want to continue playing the cat-and-mouse game. He wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, then sweep across the entire Eastern Kingdoms, corrupting more people, corrupting everyone!
On the Master's Terrace, everyone held their breath as the mages began preparing their spells, though they knew perfectly well that ordinary spells were meaningless against this Nightmare dragon.
Eranikus was clearly still somewhat wary, and instead of attacking the main tower directly, he flew to the airspace above the secondary tower and landed.
He extended his claws, intending to destroy the top of the secondary tower.
However, just as the claw was less than ten meters away from the secondary tower, the sky suddenly began to distort, and a seven-colored rainbow burst forth. Immediately afterwards, the entire Karazhan, including the main tower and the secondary tower, was enveloped in a seven-colored light shield.
Eranikus's claws touched the rainbow-colored light barrier, as if they had touched a barrier to the world, making it difficult to break through.
With a weight strong enough to crush the walls of Stromgarde, Eranikus's claws pierced the rainbow-colored shield with force, like piercing a balloon. The pierced part began to dent, and his claws drew closer and closer to the top of the secondary tower.
Everyone felt breathless, wondering if this seemingly fragile and thin seven-colored light shield could stop the claws that could easily pierce through a ten-meter-thick wall.
As the claws pierced in, ripples of energy spread from other parts of the light shield to the top of the secondary tower, strengthening that part of the defense and resisting the claws' attack, just like ripples spreading when a dragonfly skims the water.
The claws were moving slower and slower, and Eranikus was clearly feeling the strain as the force of his resistance grew stronger.
"Insignificant mortals, insignificant mage tower, you cannot stop me!"
The claws continued to pierce deeper, and green energy ripples appeared on Eranikus's body, followed by purplish-black energy ripples. The Tyrant of the Dream could not break through the seven-colored light barrier with his physical strength alone, so he mobilized the power of the green dragon and the Nightmare.
The power of Demigod gathered wildly, and Eranikus's claws swelled up, looking like the shovels of a multi-hundred-ton excavator, firm and powerful.
" Demigod- level power!" Jiang Jie's expression changed slightly.
Tortolla is the Demigod with the strongest defense, even able to withstand Archimonde's iron fist. But Jiang Jie doubts that if that claw were to land on Tortolla's back now, it might actually shatter the tortoise shell.
This power is terrifying!
With the added energy, the claws stabbed downwards again, getting closer and closer, but ultimately stopped a meter away from the top of the tower, unable to get any closer.
Eranikus was finally stopped!
"Heh, the Tyrant of the Dream is nothing more than this!"
Jiang Jie was completely relieved and gained a new understanding of Karazhan, as well as a new appreciation for the power of Medivh and Aegwynn.
Yes, Eranikus is powerful, but he is far inferior to Archimonde, and also far inferior to Sargeras's avatar, which Aegwynn fought so hard to kill.
It's safe!
Archmage Alturus breathed a sigh of relief, his palms sweating profusely.
Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.
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