Chapter 110

I used my Mage Hand to grab the flying mech warriors, gathering them into a bunch and holding them in my hand. To distinguish them, I used ordinary flames to condense ribbons, tied them up, and separated them from the reporters into two groups. At this moment, I could see that the Absolute Protection had shattered completely.

So I began to summon thunder.

I manipulated the heavens, creating thunderclouds far larger than those I had seen at the Holy Dragon. The black clouds that descended instantly enveloped the entire city, leaving only a circular hole above, through which a corner of the once clear blue sky could be seen.

At the same time, I made the electric currents in the clouds intertwine into a net to block the mothership's retreat and prevent the spells from spreading to other places. After all, with such a large scale, I couldn't completely control every element.

The crisp sound reached my mental world, and my Absolute Protection shattered completely in the next second!

I stretched out my right hand, Hellfire rose from my soul. I enveloped my fingers in the flames and grasped at the Void. The vengeful spirits in my consciousness let out earth-shattering howls, so I scattered them. Indistinct wandering souls swirled in the dark clouds. The sky was gloomy, and I heard their whispering. As a dark mage, I felt incredibly comfortable.

A hand formed from flames appeared before me, the giant hand spreading its five fingers to receive the light with its palm.

--Is this what those reporters were talking about, some kind of secondary wave?

That's all.

I channeled my mental power, amplifying the spell to form a purple magic circle before me. I passed my hand through the center of the circle, and it felt like it was wrapped around my arm. Hellfire began to emanate from my arm and expand. I unleashed the wailing undead from all around into it. My former comrades, once obsessed with Black Magic, howled at me with shrill, angry cries, like sharp needles piercing my consciousness. The noise gave me an unbearable headache, so I couldn't help but roar:

"Shut up! You should all be dead by now!"

The resentful spirits were forcibly stuffed into the Hellfire, igniting a dazzling purple flame, like adding kindling to a fire. The Hellfire soared into the sky, and my hand gradually blocked all the secondary waves launched by the mothership. The light waves were extinguished in the Hellfire that burned everything. The flames were too dark, so I had to squint and use the vision effect of the Mage Eye twice to pinpoint the muzzle of the cannon.

I don't know if plugging it in will work...

I thought I'd shove one of Hand of Hellfire's fingers into the cannon muzzle, completely blocking it.

Hmm, it doesn't seem to be leaking, but what should I do then? If I take my finger out, will it start leaking again?

About two or three seconds later, while I was thinking of a solution, the mothership's gun barrels... exploded by themselves.

Um, since this was my first time using Hand of Hellfire to block the mothership's cannons, I don't know what caused the explosion. Was it some kind of reaction between my flames and its energy, or something else...? Hmm, I'll have to ask Reynold when I get back; he seems to know a lot about this stuff.

Then, the next second, I was startled again. The mothership shook from the explosion, and many pieces of debris flew out. The debris wasn't very big—but that's because I was far away. My Hand of Hellfire could easily grab a giant dragon Xuefeng as a handle, so I felt that the fiery cannon barrel falling down...

That might just cause a building to collapse!

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed by, and a magnificent pattern appeared in the golden light—the giant dragon Xuefeng had truly arrived! His body coiled, his claws outstretched, wide open. The wind rejoiced because of his powerful wings, and I could feel the air currents lifting him up, making him fly with unparalleled elegance and lightness. He accurately grasped the cannon barrel, and other small fragments scattered onto the Holy Light Shield erected by Goliath, exploding into dazzling golden light, which was very beautiful.

Although it was far away, my Mage Eye still saw Goliath make a gesture to me. He extended his right thumb and pointed it to his heart—I think he was telling me that with his help, everything would be alright.

That puts my mind at ease. When it comes to protecting others, the Grand Commander of the Holy Knights of the Temple of Light is certainly much better than me. A dark mage like me is more suited to causing destruction and killing people.

So I reached out and grabbed the mothership—it did take considerable strength, because the mothership was trying to escape, and I could feel the roar of its engines transmitting through my arm, making it ache. I gritted my teeth, and with a mighty grip, the fingertips of the Hellfire giant hand pierced through the mothership's hull. I used all the strength I could muster to close my fingers—

Ugh, my hand is sore. I should really work out more when I get back. Looking at myself now, I'm not much different from a sickly mage who can't even lift a chicken.

Still trying to run away!

A string of red lights appeared at the stern of the mothership. I squinted to see, but the reporters behind me yelled, "Those are flares! Be careful, sir! They're for distraction, but they can still kill people!"

Oh, thanks for reminding me. I was just about to clear things out when suddenly there was a burst of gunfire. I sensed that the group of soldiers floating like balloons behind me were collectively firing their magic guns at the burning bullets.

"Don't worry, sir! If any escape, just use us to intercept them!" The leading soldier, who looked like an officer, calmly ordered his men to fire in turns. I spread my mental energy and sensed the distance; indeed, not a single burning shell fell. They were all detonated mid-flight, bursting into bursts of fireworks in the air, even more festive than during a holiday.

So I smiled at them and focused all my attention on the mothership.

Hmm... this is draining my mental energy too much; I can't keep going like this.

Then how about... um, a forbidden spell?

Chapter 110

I thought about it and realized that if I were to cast a forbidden spell, I should first move all those reporters and mecha warriors to a safe place. Forbidden spells are different from the spells we throw around randomly these days; I need to chant and guide them before I can cast one. If I fail to protect those two groups of people while chanting, I'll be in big trouble.

I looked around; it was too high up here, and Goliath was quite far away. He was circling around the mothership, restraining its movements. Goliath truly lived up to his reputation as one of the most outstanding paladins of the era. He could even guess that I was trying to cast a forbidden spell just by seeing me drawing upon the surrounding Magic Power? To provide me with a better environment for chanting and to prevent me from being interrupted or injured, Goliath was using all his skills to engage in close combat with the mothership!

In this way, I was actually able to quietly chant a forbidden spell.

I glanced at the ground, hesitant. I wasn't sure if letting the people I held fall slowly would make it to the ground. Hundreds of meters in the air, I couldn't guarantee they wouldn't fall more than a few dozen meters before the spell ended. It seems I need to work on my math and physics. I need to figure out a way to get them down first, otherwise...

Why?

What... what are those things?!

--I looked down and saw a swarm of brightly colored things fluttering towards me. They were all different colors and shapes, their flight paths unpredictable, making it impossible for me to identify them or whose new weapons they were. They seemed completely out of place; they shouldn't be in this dark, cloud-covered battlefield of a black mage battling an enemy mothership, but rather above a children's amusement park.--

For a fleeting moment, I thought I was witnessing the end of the world...

It wasn't until my vision was filled with vibrant colors, and I heard the squeaking and chattering of those things, that I realized the seriousness of the situation... The largest, brightly colored blob hovered in front of me, struggling to stay upright. A familiar girl on its back waved and shouted at me.

"Teacher! I'm here to help you!"

Hmm... I wonder if killing my apprentice now would land me on the wanted list?

While killing an apprentice might not seem like a shocking act to a dark mage, if that apprentice were a princess of a certain country, and potentially destined to inherit the throne, then one would have to be more cautious before taking action, even if...