During the battle with the Calamity, Viktor stood motionless.

He quietly watched the intense battle unfolding not far away, his heart seemingly unmoved.

In truth, the two Calamities he summoned were not the original Guledon and Druja.

They were merely manifestations of the Calamity magical power within him.

They were there to draw aggro for Viktor.

He stayed in the corner, silently watching as the three giant beasts engaged in battle with Doragon.

Although the void creatures were heavily damaged, they would not disappear as long as Viktor remained unharmed.

Therefore, Doragon had been targeting the wrong opponent from the very beginning.

Viktor's goal, from start to finish, had only been one thing—

To end this quickly.

This was the most effective strategy against Doragon's second phase.

Within [Storm's Choice], Doragon would continuously absorb the storms in the space to enhance its own speed.

And this fierce battle had been going on for nearly a day.

During this time, Doragon had absorbed an enormous amount of wind elements.

Even the solid defense established by those terrifying tentacles could not withstand its powerful impacts at such incredible speeds.

Moreover, the "terrain invincibility" mechanism of the surrounding walls would only last 24 hours.

Soon, when the mechanism disappeared, Doragon would break free from this space and return to the world's sky.

At that point, Viktor would have no chance of victory.

He had to defeat this world-class boss before the day was over.

Therefore, he too needed time.

At this moment, Doragon's speed was becoming increasingly swift.

Even though confined within this extremely narrow space, that white figure flickered like a beam of light at incredible speeds.

Its form darted back and forth through the space incessantly, accompanied by continuous sonic booms.

That high-speed flickering figure kept passing around Druja's body, leaving white scars across that giant green form.

Intense storms continuously formed vortexes, completely restraining Druja's body.

A blue light flickered in Viktor's eyes, and in Vega's eyes, the same strange color appeared.

"However, I'm prepared as well."

Vega, having regained some power after gathering many followers, was his only chance of victory against the Wind Calamity!

Under everyone's gaze, Viktor finally made his move.

He slowly raised his staff, uttering obscure incantations:

"[Those who love not Jehovah's law, yet the World Tree planted by overflowing rivers in the sky]"

"[The gods break free from mortal chains, as heaven's hue descends upon endless turbidity—]"

As the complex and archaic words were chanted, a massive formation began to construct behind Viktor.

Multiple circles began rotating, white phosphorescence spread along with countless runes, and a pure white figure slowly emerged from the ethereal, transparent lake.

One hand supported a giant tree, while the other seemed to hold up rigid chains.

The giant tree slowly tilted toward the chains, which instantly wrapped around the branches, appearing to support the half-fallen tree suspended in mid-air.

Those flawless eyes slowly lifted their lids, as a hazy light gradually emerged.

[War Magic: Mercy Bound by Mortals]

Waves of overwhelming magical power continuously impacted the narrow space.

White light gradually covered everything, and the earth seemed to begin trembling, twisting frantically as if stung by something incomparably pure.

But before the magic could be released, Viktor raised his staff and began another round of chanting.

"[Stardust suspended in the universe shall answer the call of tranquility]"

"[Souls wandering in the void beseech whispers to redeem all things]"

Silver dust like singing voices gradually descended from space, gathering around Viktor.

It seemed to form a musical movement in the air, playing an incredibly ethereal prelude.

[War Magic: Stellar Whispers]

More and more spells began gathering in the narrow space, thick auras wrapping around Viktor layer after layer.

Magic formations likewise gathered around Viktor, yet remained unreleased.

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The adventurers watched Viktor, feeling the terrifyingly powerful magical feedback that covered the entire ground.

"What... what is he doing!?"

Then came the third, fourth, fifth...

Countless war magic spells continued to stack up, but still hadn't erupted.

[Silver Dust Buried Beneath the World Tree]

[Call of the Grieving Soul]

[Weeping at the Backflow Stream]

Waves of intense and prolonged magical power gradually gathered as the mighty presence grew frantically.

The old mage sitting in the spectator stands suddenly began trembling, as if realizing something.

"Could it be, he's going to..."

The surrounding adventurers remained puzzled, turning their gaze to the mage.

They too sensed the terrifyingly rising presence, and suppressing their shock, asked the mage:

"What do you know about this?"

The mage stroked his long beard, his eyes flickering with amazement:

"You should know that among magic, there exists a type that far exceeds ordinary magic in both range and power by several or even dozens of times.

"This type of magic is called — War Magic."

War Magic inherently requires massive amounts of magical power as support to be cast.

Generally speaking, War Magic needs to be used collectively by many mages.

After all, it requires at least ten or more same-level spells working in harmony, achieving synchronized frequency, to form such powerful magic.

The adventurers nodded somewhat comprehendingly as they listened to the explanation.

The mage watched the formations continuously erupting around Viktor and continued:

"However, even War Magic is divided into ranks."

War Magic composed of fourth-rank magical power would be fourth-rank War Magic.

Similarly, those led by third-rank mages' power would be third-rank War Magic.

But when mages use War Magic, they rarely emphasize the magic's rank specifically.

Because even at third rank, with enough time, enough mages, and strong enough magical power,

Even fourth-rank War Magic might be difficult to resist.

Because War Magic itself emphasizes the word "War."

In warfare, the more wide-ranging and high-damage the magic, the more it can achieve battlefield reversal effects.

But...

"The man we're seeing now."

"Every spell he's currently chanting has reached War Magic power levels."

"And... he's a fourth-rank mage."

At these words, all the adventurers were stunned.

Every hidden spell was War Magic?

Where did he get such magical power reserves?

And most importantly...

What was he planning to do with so many War Magic spells?

The mage slowly looked up at the mighty divine dragon in the sky above.

His eyes carried a trace of sorrow.

"Indeed..."

"Ten same-rank spells can form powerful War Magic."

"Then, what can ten same-rank War Magic spells combine to create?"

No one could tell them the answer.

But they could witness it firsthand.

This shocking scene before them that could overturn the entire mage world.

The space around Viktor gradually trembled as a massive wheel ring created by ten War Magic spells appeared behind him.

Hum—Hum—Hum—

The magical power in the space began expanding frantically, mysterious sounds ringing out.

The air seemed thick enough to grasp the overflowing magical power.

The space became somewhat void, intertwining as the magical power verged on uncontrollable.

That terrifying pressure pressed down heavily on everything around.

Doragon finally sensed the crisis, but before this, it had been continuously harassed by the three powerful monsters Viktor summoned, having no time to deal with Viktor himself.

As a result, it had ultimately ignored the human who appeared to have the weakest and faintest presence.

That power about to erupt.

Like a divine god—

Doragon finally remembered to attack Viktor, its eyes flashing golden light as surrounding storms gathered, explosive speed suddenly bursting forth.

But in the next second, giant trees suddenly grew from the flesh-covered ground, attempting to break through the barrier and intercept Doragon's attack path.

Massive forests grew up from the ground, completely shielding those omnipresent winds.

[Forest of All Things]

In the instant its attack was blocked, Doragon raised its head and roared in fury.

Suddenly, flames arose from within those trees, gradually spreading outward.

Intense pillars of fire frequently emerged from the ground, completely igniting all the trees.

The fire pillars climbed high, making Doragon feel unbearably scorching pain.

[Flame-Severing Wrath]

The giant creature, already bursting with blood, hadn't forgotten its mission.

The holes on its face all converged toward the center, and broken tentacles also extended into the holes.

Revealing a suddenly widened eyeball gathering golden light.

Seemingly about to completely tear apart Doragon's wind barrier in the next second.

[Painful Wail]

At this moment, the three giant beasts completely released all their power, buying the final time for Viktor.

The Wind Calamity had nowhere to escape, fleeing in all directions but unable to escape the green encirclement.

It could neither stop the flames from adhering nor resist that golden light beam that seemed capable of dissolving everything.

Then, in the sky above, several rotating silver magic formations finally combined.

At this moment, that huge pure white body was covered in stars and translucent souls.

Rivers coiling upward wrapped around its body, both hands holding the chain-supported tree.

Souls seemed to continuously leap from the rivers, wailing in circling white.

Behind that silver humanoid form, a sky shining with white light seemed to appear, gradually covering the originally purple ground.

The azure sky showered sacred light upon the earth, gentle aura gradually entwining everyone's bodies.

Soothing songs and continuous ethereal prayers rang out, as if guiding those struggling spirits in the river.

The white sacred giant opened its eyes, its pupils seeming to contain countless rotating worlds.

Intense light beams tore apart everything under this rift space.

In Viktor's final incantation.

Like judgment's decree, it clearly fell upon this mortal realm.

Hum—

As if with mercy.

Illuminating that entire brilliant yet utterly broken world.

"[Supreme Magic — Tears of the Silver World · Heaven's Light]"