'Invincible terrain.'
In this Monster Abyss, this was one of the most remarkable features of this land.
The terrain here wasn't simply an accumulation of matter, but rather seemed to possess consciousness like a living being.
After an area was destroyed, it could automatically repair itself after a period of time.
Once repaired, the abyss terrain would trigger an invincible protection for a certain period.
And now, this enclosed arena was in that perfect state of 'terrain invincibility.'
Viktor utilized the terrain mechanics of the Monster Rift to create a natural dueling ground between himself and the Wind calamity.
A natural cage of confinement.
All creatures existing within the barrier were trapped inside, unable to even escape.
In this confined space, Doragon, who could barely stretch out its body, had lost all advantages. Its proud mobility was severely weakened.
As Viktor gathered his magic with a confident voice, Doragon fell into intense rage. Its dignity as a calamity would not allow it to fly to the sky.
That would be seen as fleeing, and it would not flee.
Even though it was completely imprisoned in a place that confined its freedom.
Against this being before it that seemed to share the same origin, it was confident it could crush him like an ant.
Suddenly, the surrounding winds gradually ceased.
As if forcefully stopping the chaotic storm, the surrounding space became absolutely silent.
Only Viktor's sun-like heterochromatic light kept flickering in the air.
Those adventurers sitting on the steps also sensed something.
It seemed the surroundings suddenly lacked... wind.
The wind had disappeared.
The violent winds inexplicably subsided.
They didn't know what happened, but confusion and shock still filled their hearts.
[Storm's Choice]
Like Guledon and Druja,
This was the passive aura of Doragon, the Wind calamity.
It allowed the calamity itself to freely control the storms around its body.这使得灾难本身能够自由控制其周围的风暴。
On the surface, it seemed quite peaceful.
However... this seemingly harmless breeze not only made Doragon's movements extremely swift but also concealed a terrifying ability.
That was the power to turn other elements' powerful attacks into non-elemental ones.
Various colored elements would become mere mana bombardments before [Storm's Choice].
Strictly speaking, it also countered Viktor who possessed the power of calamity.
Under the storm, all beings were equal.
In this instant, Viktor's eyes flashed with strange colors.
The formations in the sky stopped their cycles, like countless meteors breaking through the atmosphere, as numerous seven-colored star points gathered together.
Mana began to burst forth from countless formations all at once.
The giant tree on the staff opened to both sides, and the green moon slowly rose into the high sky.
"Will of all life, heterochromatic brilliance turns to contempt."
"Joy without suffering, heaven shall fall here."
[War Magic: Rising of Strange Stars]
Opening with war magic, as a sign of respect.
As the words fell, countless flickering seven-colored stars appeared as if from a giant mouth emerging from the green light.
Buzzing vibrations echoed continuously as beams of extreme light burst forth with thunderous sounds, breaking through the purple sky, forcefully tearing a cross-shaped rainbow rift.
The powerful and scorching magic made the entire purple ground shake frantically.
Like a planet crashing through the void, it slammed towards the dragon's pitch-black body.
Bang!
The giant light orb seemed to channel all mana into the center, completely engulfing the giant dragon.
"What... what was that!?"
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"Can... can that still be considered magic!?"
Those adventurers all covered their eyes, as if fearfully avoiding something.
Their hearts also began to tremble with that muffled rhythm, and all their muscles instinctively tensed up.
Doragon hung in the light, suddenly roaring towards the sky and the heterochromatic rift.
Countless black scales received that terrifying mana.
As if in an instant, that magnificent power pierced between the gaps in its scales.
Allowing the intense rainbow colors to completely engulf itself.
Boom!
In an instant, the world sank into complete whiteness, surroundings absolutely silent.
Breathing and heartbeats completely evaporated.
Those adventurers sitting on the steps also curled up together, their eyes filled with absolute terror.
The light quickly touched the edge of the purple barrier, but in the next second.
The powerful impact bounced back through the soft purple barrier, crashing into Doragon's body again.
Hela felt the powerful heat and thick mana slowly moving away from her.
Only then did she slowly open her eyes, that spectator stand created for them.
It seemed to have become a measure he specifically prepared to face that monster.
Fortunately, those staying in the spectator stands would at least not face any life-threatening danger.
Meanwhile, from within the dust, a huge black shadow suddenly burst forth.
The black scales all over its body gradually separated from the red.
Those scales as hard as giant rocks began to shimmer with heterochromatic light, flowing with radiance.
The huge, extending body kept rolling in the sky, its speed instantly exploding to the peak, tearing through space.
The giant dragon's body was covered with a thin layer of white wind breath, and the blurry black shadow actually began to revolve at high speed above the entire arena.
Seeing that it could still move normally, the adventurers widened their eyes.
That monster, under such terrifyingly powerful magical attack, actually wasn't affected at all?
How was this possible!?
Of course, only Viktor knew that his magic had indeed taken effect.
However, facing a calamity, the effect wouldn't be too obvious.
As a calamity, even the Wind calamity which seemed the most fragile among all calamitys, had an HP bar that stretched for thousands of miles.
Additionally, due to the huge level gap between Viktor and Doragon, along with the powerful wind breath surrounding it that blocked much of the damage.
At least, it was too early to render Doragon immobile.
The first war magic was just an appetizer.
Viktor gripped his staff tightly, watching Doragon freely soaring before him, without any surprise in his eyes.
"The attribute difference is still too great."
After all, it was a level 60 world boss unit. Even though Viktor had challenged it countless times, the attribute gap was indeed difficult to bridge.
"Then..." Viktor slowly raised the staff in his hand, as rays of light began to shine around him.
[Mana Boost MAX]
[Spellcaster's Blessing]
[All Attributes Increase (Advanced)]
[Lethal Tempo]
[Absolute Focus]
[Unyielding]
[Transcendence]
[Mana Penetration]
[Spatial Acceleration]
[Wind Spirit's Blessing (Resistance Increase)]
Green lotuses suddenly bloomed one after another. At this moment, he was like a deity standing in the center of a lake.
Streams of mana climbed up his shoulders along his windbreaker. Viktor could clearly feel powerful strength flowing into his body.
Flashes of light passed through his eyes as one powerful buff after another appeared under his status bar.
Those spectating adventurers also couldn't help but look at Viktor in shock.
Watching Viktor continuously applying mana buffs to himself, they were all dumbfounded.
This was during combat!
He could actually spare time to use buff magic.
Is this... still human?
Sure enough, buffing oneself in front of a monster was itself an act of provocation.
Watching Viktor continuously lighting up with buff effects, Doragon felt anger rising from its heart, the scales on its body beginning to clatter.
It coiled its huge body as countless transparent wind blades began slicing through the entire space.
Its giant tail tore through space, striking towards Viktor.
Viktor, still calmly applying buffs to himself, observed the trajectories of the incoming swift blades without panic, skillfully avoiding the attacks.
The powerful pressure brought by the giant tail was also easily dissolved by him, his agile form perfectly dodging the dense offensive.
Familiar with all upcoming attacks,
He was like a soul dancer leaping through the air.
But Doragon didn't stop attacking despite Viktor's continuous evasion, instead becoming increasingly violent.
Streams of wind arrows pierced through the void, stabbing towards Viktor's vital points from behind.
In an instant, the adventurers who took everything in sight all held their breath.
But Viktor seemed to have anticipated this situation, the cold corner of his mouth lifting slightly.
"Sorry, too late."
As soon as the words fell, Viktor who was originally standing on the giant bird's back was suddenly shattered to pieces.
Broken wooden splinters floated in the air.
Everyone saw clearly that Viktor in the sky had somehow become a substitute at some point.
Then, where was the real Viktor?
At some point, Viktor stood in another part of the high sky, one hand gripping the staff tightly, while the other held that crown with the pulsing purple heart.
He slowly raised that crown flickering with golden light and placed it on the staff.
The chanting voice slowly rose.
"Void evil beast, disdaining all illness and suffering."
As he spoke, faint purple smoke rose from Viktor's body.
His eyes were calm as he gradually walked in the air.
"Not deluded by thousands of bestowed blessings."
Each line of chanting made people feel incredibly profound, as if coming from the silent void.
Doragon was still attacking continuously, but countless wind blades and raging winds seemed like toys.
As soon as they approached Viktor, they would easily dissipate under his all-around defense.
Doragon's form also began high-speed traversal through space, but Viktor with all kinds of buffs already applied seemed even faster than Doragon.
But Viktor knew this was merely because he had seen through all of Doragon's attack trajectories.
[Second Tier Magic: Black Smoke Flash]
As the words fell, the giant dragon's rolling body instantly passed through Viktor.
But only rolling black mist remained in place.
"Devour the form of heaven and earth, break through the flower stamens."
The moment Viktor's chanting voice completely fell.
Time had just passed five seconds.
At this moment, a sound like a heartbeat rang out, thump thump.
Everyone present was shocked, they covered their ears, as if making absolute rejection to this thunderous sound.
"From the void comes, the sharp howl."
Imperial Artifact - [Pain-Loathing Remnant Beast]
Swoosh!
A deep purple rift suddenly appeared, countless sharp claws appeared out of thin air, accompanied by that purple light, forcefully tearing out a gate rolling with void.
An ancient palace seemed to begin crumbling behind the gate, countless eyes staring at the sky outside, squeezing out sharp mockery.
All bodies appeared from behind that gate, the ruined palace accompanied by low heartbeat rhythms, beginning to crumble again.
Stone slabs carved with strange patterns floated out eyeballs, towering stone pillars began extending skin.
Those pieces of flesh began reorganizing from behind those hovering giant hands, completely forming into a huge magical beast.
Rolling purple gushed out all at once, surrounding runes beginning to flow.
Streams of black seemed to completely block the huge gate, a giant eye appearing before everyone.
But within that eyeball were distributed countless pupils, within the pupils seemed to echo fragmentary greedy tentacles, writhing in the endless darkness.
Standing before that towering void monster, Viktor was like a descending evil god.
He looked at Doragon's already unsettled body and revealed a calm smile:
"This is the gift I prepared for you."