Chapter 115

Time returned to an earlier period, in another area of Plane Nuolun,

On the edge of a swampy area, Bert Vera Augusta was leading a small squad, moving forward with difficulty in the mud.

Besides her, the squad members included two other apprentices from Nuolun Academy 13 with impressive strength.

They were all geniuses in their respective fields, carefully selected by Augusta.

If it were a few years ago, Augusta's squad would definitely not be so shabby.

But in the few years she had been focusing on her studies, Horn had poached most of her followers, and the two remaining now only stayed because they were also from the Augusta family.

However, Augusta didn't have much feeling about this now.

After arriving at Plane Nuolun, she also first secretly collected information and successfully promoted to a Tier 1 wizard on the way to the camp.

Unlike Jie Ming's squad, after stepping into Plane Nuolun, Augusta quickly adopted a more efficient strategy by virtue of her excellent judgment and family background.

As the eldest daughter with the highest talent in the Augusta family of this generation, she easily found a wizard of the same clan in the camp—her aunt, a veteran Tier 3 wizard stationed at the camp.

By virtue of this relationship, she quickly established her own connections and intelligence network in this strange camp.

At this moment, the mission Augusta received was to clear a "Corrupted Swamp Fortress" located in the depths of the swamp.

This was one of the belief cores of a powerful evil god in Plane Nuolun, and a powerful "Fallen Priest" was entrenched in the fortress,

along with hundreds of swamp creatures and fanatics corrupted by the evil god's power.

In the past, these evil gods and cultists were firmly suppressed in the dark depths by the gods of Plane Nuolun, but with the start of the plane war, they not only returned to the historical stage but even reached an agreement with the gods to jointly resist the wizards.

Compared to the believers of the righteous gods, these cultists who would stop at nothing and had fanatical beliefs were even more of a headache for the wizards.

All the rare instances of Tier 2 wizard deaths in the Plane Nuolun war involved these cultists.

For wizards, these cultists were simply like poisonous insects; you never knew when they would come out to take a bite.

Therefore, in the wizard camp, there were quite a lot of missions regarding dealing with these cultists.

With detailed information, Augusta easily locked onto their fortress.

However, when she approached with her squad, Augusta couldn't help but frown: "Attention!"

The rich, corrosive aura emitted by the Corrupted Swamp Fortress was like an invisible toxin, beginning to weaken the wizards' vitality.

As the fortress's entire defense system was alerted, corrupted creatures crawled out from the depths of the swamp; they were numerous, fearless of death, and surged toward the wizards like a tide.

The cultists were even able to summon poisonous mists and corrosive acid rain, and could constantly absorb divine power through the core of the fortress, allowing their own wounds to recover rapidly.

Augusta's teammates were powerful, but they were still quite strained when facing the tide-like enemies and the priest's strange continuous recovery ability.

They felt their spiritual power being consumed rapidly, and their attack efficiency was far lower than expected.

The swamp was muddy, and the air was filled with a foul stench and corrosive power, making every spellcasting exceptionally difficult.

"This won't work; we'll be drained to death here!" a teammate shouted.

Augusta looked at the fortress before her with an expressionless face and slowly raised her hand.

Following Augusta's action, the sky began to change.

The cloud layer above the fortress gathered rapidly under the guidance of her spiritual power, forming a huge, pitch-black vortex.

Electric light flickered inside the vortex, and the sound of thunder grew louder and louder, as if a god of thunder had been awakened by her call.

"Heavenly Punishment Thunder Prison!"

Augusta held her hands high, like a god in charge of thunder.

Her massive spiritual power surged out like a burst dam, resonating with the thunderclouds gathered in the sky.

The next second, dozens of purple thunderbolts as thick as tree trunks tore through the cloud layer, carrying the power to destroy the world, and descended from the sky!

Each of them carried destructive power, precisely striking the swamp fortress.

The first wave of thunder directly bombarded the group of corrupted creatures on the outskirts of the fortress, instantly vaporizing them, leaving behind deep pits emitting charred smoke, and the foul swamp smell was burned away.

The second wave of thunder precisely bombarded the Fallen Priest surrounded by the cultists.

The priest let out a shrill scream, the poisonous mist and acid rain he summoned were instantly evaporated by the lightning, and the divine power shield on his body crumbled inch by inch under the continuous bombardment of the lightning!

Augusta's body seemed to have turned into a huge lightning hub; she channeled the thunderbolts into herself and released them with even greater power.

Her hair danced, arcs of electricity swirled around her whole body, and her skin presented a translucent texture under the reflection of the electric light, as if she would turn into a pure bolt of lightning at any moment.

The wizard staff in her hand became scorching hot, and the runes flickered unsteadily; the staff made during the apprentice stage was simply unable to withstand such massive energy.

But Augusta turned a deaf ear; she was completely immersed in the extreme state of resonance with the thunder, like a glowing source. Large swaths of lightning easily annihilated the tide-like corrupted enemies before her, evaporated the pervasive corrosive black mist, and bombarded continuously, piercing through the fortress's solid outer defense.

When the interior of the fortress was completely exposed to the three of them due to the collapse of the outer defense, Augusta and her teammates couldn't help but be shocked!

Because what appeared before them was not just that seriously injured Tier 2 Fallen Priest; behind him, there were actually over a dozen other transcendents who were also Tier 2 living beings!

There were undead clad in bone armor, barbarian leaders holding totems, fanatic knights holding holy light, and even a few who looked like hidden native mages.

"Damn it! This is a trap!" Augusta understood instantly.

The scene fell into an unprecedented crisis for a moment.

Over a dozen Tier 2 living beings launched attacks at the same time, and all kinds of divine arts, battle aura, spells, and curses poured down like a rainstorm.

Although the three used their respective high-tier protective wizarding tools to release shields and block the enemies' first wave of fierce attacks, the opponent had also set up restrictions such as anti-air barriers and energy suppression fields, making them unable to escape.

Even though she was the eldest daughter of the Augusta family, Bert Vera Augusta did not have as much wealth as Jie Ming to pull out high-tier wizarding tools at will.

This high-tier protective wizarding tool on her body was already the trump card extra given by her family!

If it continued to be a stalemate like this, it would definitely end in her death.

Looking at the group of enemies surrounding her, who were cautious but ready to pounce like a pack of wolves at any moment, Augusta couldn't help but close her eyes.

Jie Ming's proud and upright figure from the academy trial seemed to appear before her eyes again.

She knew she had worked hard enough, and her talent was enough to look down on the vast majority of people.

But after that trial in the academy, Jie Ming was like a shadow, always in front of her, moving forward in a way she couldn't understand.

No matter how hard she tried, he could always stand at a height she couldn't reach in a more astonishing way.

"I haven't lost yet!"

Augusta opened her eyes abruptly, blinding electric light flashing in her pupils, as if thunder were exploding in them.

She stopped the conventional thunder-type wizardry, and the aura around her body underwent a earth-shaking change again.

"Come on—? Witness the efforts I've made over these years!" She whispered, her voice emitting a faint buzzing sound like an electric current.

Ever since she witnessed Jie Ming's strength in the trial a few years ago, Augusta had put down her previous arrogance and began to study diligently like a true ascetic.

She was no longer satisfied with ready-made wizardry models.

Through these years of study, she dismantled all the wizardry models she had previously purchased and, by virtue of her deep understanding of thunder-type knowledge, independently constructed three brand-new thunder-type wizardry spells.

Afterward, according to her own understanding, during the process of promoting to a Tier 1 wizard, she combined these three thunder-type wizardry spells into one, finally constructing the fourth, and her most core wizardry model—Electromagnetic Control!

As Augusta exerted her power to the fullest, the whole earth suddenly vibrated, as if responding to her call.

The muddy swamp revealed the tiny sand grains hidden in the bottom layer.

Densely packed black metal sand grains flew up from the soil under her powerful electromagnetic control, and like being attracted by a magnet, they gathered rapidly around her.

The surrounding enemies tried to scatter these sand grains or burn them with divine power flames.

But simple morphological destruction could not affect Augusta's manipulation; as long as the metal itself existed, she could continue to manipulate it.

Metal sand covered the mountains and plains, gathering behind her and emitting a faint friction sound, like a black tide.

Seeing this scene, the ambushing Tier 2 living beings couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Augusta raised her finger with an icy expression, and under her control, these metal sand grains rushed toward the enemies like a tsunami!

Many enemies became exhausted under Augusta's offensive.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the two followers, this battle completely turned into Augusta's personal show.

Under her control, the iron sand formed an iron whip, which whipped onto the enemies with a sharp whistling sound, shattering their bones.

It would also instantly condense into sharp spikes, performing piercing strikes on the enemies from all angles.

As time passed, more and more metal gathered around her.

At the peak, Augusta was controlling over a hundred flying shuttles made of metal sand grains, each over ten meters long and two or three meters wide at the widest point, all at once!

These flying shuttles circled around her body, flying at extreme speeds, tracing trajectories in the air that were difficult for the naked eye to capture, causing high-speed impacts on the enemies.