Lord of the Magical Beasts - Chapter 676 - Super Clone
Sizzle!
Black gas churned within the spatial fissure, and gusts of frigid air flowed out of it. It emitted waves of boundless, berserk energy that swept the land like a hurricane and destroyed the Restriction Spells set up by Yang Ling. In an instant, only a few Restriction Spells were left on the plaza, and the unstoppable berserk energy flowed unhindered. It engulfed Wissen Castle and quickly spread to the entirety of Wissen Town. It spread outside as fast as lightning!
The clear sky instantly turned pitch-black, and visibility within the town dropped to nothing. The top floors of several buildings built with blue marble were instantly destroyed, and the tall trees which reached the clouds were uprooted. There were several Level Nine Lightning Birds circling in the air, and the energy tore them to shreds before they could put up a struggle.
An ion storm swirled amidst the spatial turbulence, and even ordinary Dimensional Wanderers would turn pale in fright upon hearing about it. This ion storm had peerless destructive power!
“Mother, we have to go, we have to go now! Don’t worry about our things!”
“Brother Matthew, save me. Save my child!”
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In the face of nature’s terrifying power, the struggles of ordinary people were like drops of rain trying to fight against an ocean. They would be instantly devoured. After the people who were staring up at the storm came back to their senses, they fled the ion storm’s center in a panic. The merchants quickly loaded their families into carriages to leave Wissen Town. As for the mercenaries and the adventurers, they quickly mounted horses and rode away. They wanted nothing more than to be far away from that storm. In addition, the nobles rushed into Teleportation Formation Spells to teleport ahead of the others. The ordinary citizens could only join the masses using the roads to scramble out of the city.
Ear-piercing cries, weeping voices, desperate calls for help from people crushed under collapsed walls… Everything got mixed together!
“My Lord, I can’t withstand this. The ion storm is too strong. Let’s leave, let’s leave quickly.” The Golden Roc made a great effort, but it still couldn’t seal the spatial fissure. Instead, the fissure was only getting larger. The Golden Roc could only look on helplessly at the churning black gas and listen to the ear-piercing cries.
The creature had once sustained heavy injuries because it flew into a spatial ion storm by mistake. It had been carrying the First Pharaoh King and some others, and it escaped by creating a spatial fissure which took them into the Graveyard of Deities and Demons. It was heavily injured by the journey, and a mysterious old man took advantage of this. At that time, it was at death’s door and it was forced to seal itself.
Spatial Ion Storm?
The spatial fissure let out a creaking noise, and it seemed like it would collapse at any moment. A ghastly mushroom cloud rose into the air. When Yang Ling saw this, he suddenly understood everything, and he shook his head angrily. It had been very difficult to stabilize the spatial fissure created by the Golden Roc, yet they ended up coming across an erupting ion storm.
“Rodriguez, order everyone to assemble at the Magical Beast Plaza as quickly as possible. Hurry up!” Yang Ling ordered through gritted teeth. The energy within the ion storm was continuing to grow more volatile.
The ion storm was so powerful that not even the Golden Roc could deal with it, let alone Yang Ling. If he became a High-Level Soul Wizard or a Wizard God, he might probably be able to seal a spatial fissure by force. But as a Mid-Level Soul Wizard, he didn’t have nearly enough power. He could only give up on his base and protect his people. He planned to move as many people as possible into the Wizard Pagoda’s Space and let them take refuge there.
There is hope as long as there is life!
As long as the people were safe, he could rebuild everything he lost. At the worst, he would just have to wait for the ion storm’s end, then push away the rubble and start from scratch.
“My Lord, take care of yourself.”
The Corpse Wizard King and Yang Ling’s other elites quickly carried out the order. They notified the people and instructed them to assemble on the Magical Beast Plaza. Most of the townspeople had descended into panic when they saw the storm, but Yang Ling’s elite soldiers stoically followed his commands. After a short while, the Magical Beast Territory’s weapons were activated and people were assembling on the Magical Beast Plaza.
Yang Ling continued setting up Restriction Spells without pause. Even though they couldn’t stop the storm, he could still save tens of thousands of lives by delaying the storm for a moment or two.
Creak!
The spatial fissure let out another groaning noise and black gas churned within it. In an instant, it expanded from around 1,000 meters to 1,500 meters. A large part of it might collapse at any moment. A destructive wind blew over, shredding Yang Ling’s robe. It was obvious that this matter was beyond his control. At this moment, he was about to teleport into the Magical Beast Plaza, but a scarlet light suddenly appeared on the horizon and a fire arrow closed in on him. It was moving at an incredible speed!
Mr. Raymond?
When Yang Ling saw Raymond, whose body was engulfed by flames, his eyes lit up. Retreating and taking refuge in the Wizard Pagoda’s Space was a desperate plan. If there was any chance of saving Wissen Town, then he wouldn’t abandon the home he had put so much work into building. He wouldn’t give up easily as long as some hope remained.
Swoosh!
Raymond arrived quickly, engulfed in a ball of flames. He glanced around, then his body suddenly split into two bodies as he created a scarlet clone. The main body was muttering in a soft voice, and it seemed like he was about to cast a large-scale spell while the clone flew toward the spatial fissure. The clone’s body quickly expanded as it flew, growing to a length of 1,000 meters. It sealed the spatial crevice with its own form!
The clone had dark golden eyes set in a dignified face, and it was wholly engulfed by flame. It emitted a wave of pressure that was a little stronger than the Abyssal Demon Lord. Raymond’s Divine Lord-like clone appeared in front of the crowd and blocked the destructive force of the ion storm. In an instant, Yang Ling felt the pressure on his body ease, and he began to hope that the spatial fissure might stabilize. He quickly weaved Wizard Seals with both hands, and he cast many Wizard Spells to set up layer upon layer of Restriction Spells.
The crowd watched in awed silence.
Everyone was stunned by Raymond’s power, even the Golden Roc. When the Golden Roc saw Raymond for the first time, it realized that he was outstanding and that he possessed unfathomable power. Even so, it hadn’t expected this level of strength.
Even a clone was able to seal the ion storm by force. His main body’s power was surely unimaginable.
The Golden Roc observed Raymond’s ordinary-looking main body with newfound respect. The disparity between the power of Dimensional Wanderers and Dimensional Guardians could be as great as the difference between heaven and earth. Seeing Raymond gave him the same feeling as looking at the great elders of his clan, whom he had seen several times in his childhood. They were all ordinary-looking, yet they possessed incredible power!
Sizzle!
An ear-piercing noise emanated from the spatial fissure, and the devastating iron storm turned more ferocious. Thankfully, though, it was already sealed by Raymond’s giant clone so it couldn’t escape its new confines. It seemed like Raymond had sealed the spatial fissure using brute force, but people with an outstanding Divine Consciousness would discover that the clone had used formless energy to seal every small crack of the spatial fissure.
The ion storm began to shrink. In 15 minutes, it had grown much quieter.
“Well, this is…” Raymond jerked in surprise and turned to stare pensively at Yang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar.
He had planned to set up an Ancient Magical Formation Spell and seal the spatial crevice, but then he detected the ripples of the Restriction Spells set up by Yang Ling. The unstable spatial fissure was already closing.
1,500 meters, 1,200 meters, 800 meters…
Under the force of the Restriction Spells, the spatial crevice shrank until its size reached around 500 meters. It no longer showed any signs of instability or ion activity. At this moment, Yang Ling heaved a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Now that he had stabilized the spatial fissure, the next steps would be simpler.
“Mr. Raymond, thank you.”
If Raymond hadn’t come in time and cast a great magical ability to seal the spatial crevice, the consequences would have been too horrible to imagine.
“Good, pretty good. The formation spell you set up is stronger than the Ancient Magical Formation Spells. But, you must reinforce it later. You only encountered the ion storm’s edge; if you were at the center of an ion storm, you would be in trouble.” Raymond looked at the spatial fissure, which contracted and took shape before he nodded with satisfaction. He let out a cry and assimilated the giant clone into his body before he said, “Yang Ling, you don’t have to thank me. But, you must pay extra attention to this spatial fissure. If any issues arise, I’ll have to make some trouble for you.”
“I’ve been quite unlucky to come across an ion storm once, so surely this won’t be a regular thing? If it was a common occurrence, how could people survive?” Yang Ling chuckled and said, “However, I will definitely come up with a way to reinforce our protections. Sir, you can set your mind at ease; there won’t be any other issues.”
“Good. If any issues arise, you can find me at Fire God Mountain,” Raymond said and sheathed his sword. He muttered to himself for a moment before he said, “Yang Ling, ordinary Divine Lords can only visit their own native Main Dimension or Materialistic Dimension, and it’s difficult for them to descend into unstable Materialistic Dimensions. But, everything is possible for strong Dimensional Wanderers, Dimensional Guardians, and High-Level Divine Lords. So, you must be careful.”
A mountain of all kinds of excellent crystals, meteorites, and other materials required for building a Dimensional Channel was piled up on the plaza. As for the spatial fissure, it had already been stabilized by Yang Ling’s Restriction Spells. When Raymond saw this, he couldn’t help but think about Yang Ling’s large army, which could only be hidden in a large-scale dimension. He quickly understood Yang Ling’s intentions and gave him several instructions before he left. He instantly turned into a speck of red light that disappeared on the horizon.
