Chapter 419: Overload

The wind elemental dragon was spewing the cyan vortex from a high position.

And this cyan figure was hiding under the cyan vortex.

The Wind Dragon's eyes drooped, just enough to see the cyan vortex it spewed out, unable to discover the "insignificant" cyan figure under the vortex.

Only the high-circle mages led by Master Theodore, because they were hovering under the Wind Link, had a different angle and could clearly see the actions of that cyan figure.

Of course, if a dignified fifth-rank wind elemental creature could only rely on its eyes to observe things, it would really be too low-class.

The problem was that the cyan figure was entirely made of pure wind elements, and in the absence of seeing its true form, in the Wind Dragon's perception, it was a pure wind elemental creature.

Only by seeing it with one's own eyes could one understand that although the composition of this cyan figure was exactly the same as a wind elemental creature, this thing absolutely had nothing to do with wind elemental creatures.

But as a Wind Dragon, under the cognition that the cyan figure in its perception was just a wind elemental creature, how could it focus its attention on the cyan figure?

Therefore, the cyan figure entered the Wind Link extremely naturally and smoothly.

The Wind Link restricted third-rank creatures from passing.

Its rank clearly had not reached the third rank, so it was not obstructed.

"Damn...?" Gao De pulled another mage companion who was almost drowning out of the water, took a deep breath, and then subconsciously looked toward the Wind Link.

He understood that the key this time lay in the result of the battle between the high-circle mages before the Wind Link and the Wind Dragon.

Therefore, after his ship capsized, he was even more concerned about the situation of the high-circle mages and the Wind Dragon.

Then, with just such a glance, Gao De saw a scene that greatly shocked him:

His own Storm Soul had actually appeared at the Wind Link entrance and was sneakily drilling into the Wind Link.

No, it had only been a few minutes since he hadn't paid attention to this guy... damn, where had it run off to?

Was it still coming back for dinner?

The cyan figure, which was the Storm Soul, naturally couldn't hear Gao De's endless inner complaints, nor could it care about the shock of the high-circle mages before the Wind Link.

It just followed its instincts and moved forward all the way.

The surface of the Storm Soul's body was wrapped in a layer of fine cyan flowing light, like flowing light gauze, making its movements incomparably light.

In its perception, at the source of this cyan vortex, there was a mass of incomparably, incomparably, incomparably rich wind elemental energy, the degree of temptation to the soul was comparable to the degree of temptation of gem sweet berries to beasts.

And the Storm Soul's "appetite" could be said to have no upper limit; it seemed that no matter how much wind elemental energy it ate, it wouldn't be full.

The only thing limiting it was the speed at which it absorbed wind elemental energy.

Although the Wind Link was not yet stable, it was very smooth for a small fry like it to pass through.

Shuttle through the Wind Link, the surrounding space rippled slightly, just like fish swimming in water creating ripples.

Brushing past the wind elemental creatures continuously drilling out of the Wind Link, it became the only one going against the flow.

After a moment of shock, another bright light beam shot out from Master Theodore's obsidian staff.

【Dawn】.

Master Theodore cast the fifth-circle spell again.

The light beam was like a giant sword burning with solar power, and when it passed through the Wind Link, the surrounding space emitted an unbearable humming, and even the edge of the Wind Link rippled with distortion.

It cleverly bypassed the cyan vortex spewed by the Wind Dragon and landed precisely on the Wind Dragon's back.

The golden light elemental energy instantly twisted a large part of its back into fine wind elemental particles.

Those particles danced in the air, like dandelions blown away, and like flickering stardust.

Although it didn't splash flesh and blood or shatter scales like attacking a real material creature, it forcibly tore a large piece off the Wind Dragon's body, creating a vacancy.

But the Wind Dragon didn't care at all.

One is that for an energy creature like it, pain simply doesn't exist.

Another point is that it had already suffered such damage many times in just a few minutes.

It just drove the cyan crystal core in its head to rotate slightly, quickly pulling the wind elemental particles transformed from its own body parts.

Under the powerful force of the cyan crystal core, these wind elemental particles were like mud that was very easy to shape, re-kneaded into its body parts and filled into the missing places.

But the next moment, a trace of extremely human-like incredulity and incomprehension flashed in the Wind Dragon's pupils composed of vortex hurricanes.

And all the high-circle mages outside the Wind Link looked at each other, the meaning in their eyes somewhat unclear.

The fundamental cause of the changes in the emotions of both sides was that, at this moment, on the Wind Dragon's back, even after the absorption and reshaping of the cyan crystal core, a small piece was still missing.

Previously, no matter how severe the body damage, the Wind Dragon could quickly reorganize its body after re-absorbing the scattered wind elemental particles, the only change being that the reorganized parts appeared illusory and ethereal, not as solid as before.

But this time, it was clearly missing a piece out of thin air.

It looked somewhat like the raw material used to reshape the body was missing a part.

But how could a part be missing?

The Wind Dragon didn't understand.

However, only it didn't understand.

It was currently occupied by the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon's attack, and even its head couldn't shift significantly, let alone look back at what was behind it.

Therefore, it couldn't see a sneaky cyan figure, a cyan figure that was a harmless wind elemental creature in its perception, wandering on its back.

The moment 【Dawn】 shredded a part of the Wind Dragon's torso into wind elemental particles, the cyan figure pounced on it like a stray dog that hadn't eaten for several days.

The cyan flowing light lingering around its body turned into a miniature tornado, rotating rapidly, forming an energy vortex, and crazily sucking in the surrounding wind elemental particles.

Although the Wind Dragon drove the cyan crystal core to absorb these wind elemental particles to reorganize its body in the next moment, that split second was enough for the Storm Soul to "eat" quite a few wind elemental particles.

This also led to the Wind Dragon not having enough wind elemental particles as raw materials when reorganizing its body.

The wind elemental particles from a fifth-rank wind elemental creature, for the Storm Soul, were simply a great tonic at the level of a thousand-year ginseng.

Just this one bite had already made the emerald green light spot in its body grow a bit more.

It raised its head and looked at the group of high-circle mages outside the Wind Link.

—The Wind Dragon couldn't look back and couldn't see its movements, but the high-circle mages who were far away from the Wind Dragon could see all the Storm Soul's movements at a glance.

The Storm Soul didn't yet possess eyes or expressions in the true sense, but at this moment, all the high-circle mages read the Storm Soul's meaning extremely strangely:

Keep going!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The loud noises of warships collapsing and slamming onto the sea surface sounded one after another.

Each sound was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

As the first warship exhausted the mana of the Auric Crystal, lost the holy light shield, and tilted onto the sea surface, it was like triggering a chain reaction, and more and more warships fell into the same situation.

Tens of meters high, forming thick water curtains, and pressing down continuously with the force of ten thousand jun.

The splashes were also carrying broken wooden boards, broken masts, and even some Air Elementals rolled into them, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

When the water curtain fell, the waves stirred up were over a zhang high, setting off layers of raging waves on the sea surface, swallowing everything nearby.

Gao De couldn't care about paying attention to the Storm Soul, which had already entered the tiger's den.

He dived into the water again to avoid the bombardment of water pressure, and at the same time, he collaborated with Tuanzi to help those mages who had lost control in the water and were in danger.

The webbed feet and hands formed by 【Ocean's Touch+】 on Gao De's body swung rapidly, shuttling flexibly in the water, leaving a long string of bubbles behind him.

"The situation is not good." While saving people, Gao De muttered to himself.

Looking at the warships sinking continuously around him and the mage companions struggling in the water, his face was full of solemnity.

This expedition, the human mage side had already fallen into a comprehensive disadvantage.

But the problem was just as Gao De thought when he set off, in a war of this level, what he could do was really limited.

This defensive battle would not be won because of one more first-circle mage, nor would it be lost because of one less first-circle mage.

Whether it was won or lost had little to do with him.

In the distance, the battle between the Wind Dragon and the magic crystal cannon was still continuing, and powerful energy fluctuations came from time to time, shaking the seawater into ripples.

What could a first-circle mage like him do?

He wasn't the protagonist either.

Even, the reporting on the warship and the rescue after the ship capsized, which seemed inconspicuous, were actually contributions far exceeding any other first-circle mage.

"With Tuanzi here, if it really doesn't work, my chance of running away and surviving is still much higher than others." Gao De could only secretly say in his heart.

This war was not a bloody battle, and the wind elemental creatures didn't have a must-kill heart for them, so if it really collapsed, there was still a certain chance of survival.

This was the only good news.

On the sea surface, the wind elemental creatures were still raging, but they didn't deliberately target the mages who fell into the water to kill them all, which made Gao De feel a little comforted.

Whoosh!

Gao De skillfully fished up a mage who had just fallen from the ship into the sea, and before the other party could express gratitude, he waved his hand and drilled back into the seawater.

There was no need to pay any price, so save as many as he could.

Moreover, from a utilitarian perspective, each of these counts as a life-saving grace.

Not to say that everyone knows how to repay kindness, but if one-tenth of the people remember this kindness, the rate of return is extremely high.

Above the Wind Link.

"Attack!" Master Theodore just froze for a moment, then reacted quickly and shouted.

He still couldn't figure out the origin of the Storm Soul, but there was no doubt that it was on his side and was helping them deal with the Wind Dragon.

After seeing hope, all the high-circle mages erupted with unprecedented passion.

For a time, the light of magic flourished, and the offensive reached its peak.

One body part after another was either shredded or blasted into the most primitive wind elemental particles by spells.

And every time this happened, the Storm Soul would take the opportunity to absorb a small part of the wind elemental particles into its body.

Under such cooperation, the Wind Dragon's body gradually became riddled with holes, missing a piece here and a hole there.

Perhaps relative to its own massive body, this was not fatal, but it did make the Wind Dragon look incomparably embarrassed.

The tornado in the Wind Dragon's vertical pupils rotated more and more violently, and the anger within was fully expressed.

It wouldn't feel pain, but the incompleteness of its body still made it unable to accept and incomparably angry.

It was just that the frontal pressure given by the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon made the Wind Dragon temporarily unable to extract spare energy to deal with the mages.

It was now relying on its powerful body, which it had accumulated for who knows how many years, to hard-resist the mages' attacks.

Extremely high intelligence made it understand from the beginning that the attacks emitted by the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon had a time limit.

Therefore, it gritted its teeth and persisted while angry, waiting to settle the score together after the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon went out.

"Thirty seconds, thirty seconds at most." Master Theodore understood the truth, and Master Theodore understood it even better.

And he was precise to the second about when the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon would go out.

He scanned the dense wounds on the Wind Dragon's body, feeling anxious in his heart.

The Storm Soul did indeed do a good job, bringing substantial damage to the Wind Dragon.

But it appeared too late, and the wind elemental particles it swallowed were too few.

This one minute was simply not enough to bring a sufficiently fatal blow to the Wind Dragon.

In another thirty seconds, when the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon went out, without it attracting the Wind Dragon's frontal firepower, it would be a fantasy for them to attack the Wind Dragon with spells as recklessly as they were now, and even facing the Wind Dragon's counterattack, their own lives would be extremely worrying.

What to do? What to do?

Master Theodore was anxious, but his gaze was always locked on the Wind Dragon.

At this time, he saw the Storm Soul make another extremely abrupt move toward him.

It stretched out its hand, pointed at its own head with its index finger, drew a few circles, and then pointed at the Wind Dragon's head.

It was still silent communication.

But damn, Master Theodore understood instantly.

I don't know if it was too tacit, or if the Storm Soul's "sign language" was too appropriate.

The Storm Soul's meaning was to attack the Wind Dragon's head, pointing directly at the cyan crystal core that served as the energy core.

Understanding was one thing, but being able to do it was another.

The head was too close to the mouth where the Wind Dragon spewed the cyan vortex, and any spell aimed at the head crystal core was like a moth to a flame, and would be ruthlessly shredded before it even got close.

This was also the reason why they watched the Wind Dragon continuously "resurrect" with the help of the cyan crystal core and were helpless.

But this time, facing the Storm Soul's instruction, the emotion Master Theodore showed was not difficulty, but more hesitation.

This hesitation lasted only one second.

Master Theodore's experience and maturity as a Chief Mage allowed him to make a key decision at a key moment.

"Overload the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon!"

He lowered his head and said softly.

Subsequently, Master Theodore's voice traveled hundreds of meters and reached the Thorn Crown directly.

In addition to the stable output mode, the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon could also briefly enter overload mode at the cost of damaging the barrel and the platform.

In overload mode, the mana consumption of the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon would increase exponentially, but the power would also increase by 40-50%.

Moreover, it could only last for ten seconds; exceeding this time, the barrel would explode due to overload.

Even if it didn't exceed ten seconds, the damage to the magic crystal cannon existed.

And as a war-grade alchemy weapon, the maintenance cost of the Oakland Magic Crystal Cannon was undoubtedly an astronomical figure.

If it weren't for an emergency, the overload mode would generally not be used.

But now, it was an emergency moment.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 420 =====