Chapter 412: White Mage's Watch Dial

"Is this your end?" Jiang Xia looked at the white mage rushing in and showed a faint smile, "Then I can't lose either."

The power erupted by the white mage was astonishing, somewhat beyond Jiang Xia's expectation.

However he understood that when loved ones are hurt, the power one possesses is often tremendously strong.

This is the purest love, wanting to let his daughter live on.

This is what is called idealism; even a villain has the possibility of bursting forth, which depends solely on that pure emotion in the heart, and Dimu Zu's emotional source is his daughter Dimu Li.

Jiang Xia took out the whistle with golden patterns at his waist, inserted it into the mouth of Yabianfu Er Shi at his waist, and lightly pressed it.

"WakeUP2"

Jiang Xia half-squatted, the crimson Magic Emperor Power exploded on his body, the scorching air wave burst in Dark Kiva's body, and the transcendent Magic Emperor Power even caused Yabianfu Er Shi at his waist to feel a sudden thrill of dread.

At this moment, the surging Magic Emperor Power within Jiang Xia was several times greater than that of the second-generation Tooth Blood Vampire King; this Magic Emperor Power far exceeded the estimated upper limit set by the original craftsmen who forged the two Kiva armors.

What exactly happened during this time? Yet it also felt fortunate, for as his servant, it could also sense the honor of serving such a powerful master.

Jiang Xia stepped down with one foot and leapt high; at that moment, the crimson barrier that originally shrouded the sky trembled violently, the dispersed Magic Emperor Power all gathered together, a great king's seal appeared in the sky, and heaven and earth changed.

This is not the sealed WakeUP3, but merely the regular WakeUP2, yet its power already far surpasses all the techniques previously used.

"Ha!!"

An enormous golden magic formation formed in an instant as the white mage kicked toward the sky, and the circles of the formation gradually separated.

Each ring of the magic formation was covered with intricate magical script; with each layer passed, its power increased by a notch, the surrounding air trembled swiftly, and powerful energy undulations continually leaked into the air.

If only using the phantom's magic power purely, the resulting killing move could only match Cao Zhenqingren in his Infinite Form on equal terms, but now it far exceeds that; if not forced by Jiang Xia to this point, there would likely be no chance to witness this strike.

The two finally collided.

Only a crack was heard; the cone-shaped magic formation emitted a crisp bursting sound from its outermost side, like glass shattering under great force, breaking apart segment by segment.

The shattered magic formation rings turned into specks of starlight in midair, spreading throughout the air, and at the center where the forces collided directly formed a circular vacuum zone, with everything bouncing outward.

Yet within this vacuum domain, the surging power and the crimson Magic Emperor Power collided, and uncontrolled power erupted instantly from the point of contact!

Afterwards, the power contained in the remaining magic formation rings also began to be destroyed, unstable powers began to affect each other until reaching a limit.

At this moment, everyone inside Niaojing Ban saw a flash of white light that could destroy everything in the sky.

The sphere of the vacuum domain produced by the energy collision suddenly expanded, expanding at a visible speed, and in the blink of an eye that sphere already covered a stretch of sky.

Then, at the center of the high-altitude region, the energy gave a sudden jolt, then swept outward in all directions, followed shortly by a deafening explosion and the blaze of a newborn sun.

Accompanying the sun, the shockwave directly tore open the high-altitude clouds from the center, even causing Mianyintang to tremble slightly.

Cao Zhenqingren, who was eating a donut in Mianyintang, shuddered violently; the donut he had taken two bites of fell to the ground, obviously uneatable.

He rushed out of the gate, using his hand to block the blinding light; the light shone through his ringed hand onto his face, and his black-and-white eyes now acquired a halo of light, like a total solar eclipse.

Cao Zhenqingren suddenly gasped a few rough breaths, his body trembling unnaturally.

He slowly leaned against the roadside, sat on the ground, rested for a while before stabilizing his body.

He once again recalled that night, the cause being the energy erupting from high above; the ripple of force transmitted from midair made his inner Magic Dragon restless, eager to burst out of his body and fly to the heights.

The Magic Dragon is inherently belligerent, or rather all phantoms are the same, they like to attack humans or mages.

He naturally enjoys battle scenes, and now that Cao Zhenqingren is not using magic to transform, the Magic Dragon can hardly restrain itself.

After Cao Zhenqingren recovered, he gazed up at the center of the battle, lost in thought.

What kind of existence is fighting! A phantom, or a mage?

The sun in midair gradually faded, the white mage's body hung horizontally in midair, his body originally clad in white robes now emitting a faint glow.

At the center of his waist's red palm-shaped belt appeared a thread of crack; he turned his head toward a patch of scorched black ground, yet saw a streak of vivid red.

A figure cloaked in dark-red armor descended slowly from the air without stirring a ripple, and the Dark Kiva resembling a demon king also gradually retracted at this moment, revealing Jiang Xia's face.

"It's a pity; if you hadn't plotted the magic banquet, hadn't kidnapped those with mage potential to force them into despair, with your talent you still could have survived." Jiang Xia looked at Dimu Zu in midair and shook his head.

The artificial phantom invented by Dimu Zu could directly overturn the mage era; everyone could realize the fantasy of magic, which might actually come true—what a shame.

"Li" Dimu Zu looked toward the sky, reaching out as if to grasp something, like reaching for the blue sky.

In his final moments before death, Dimu Zu still thought of his daughter, for once he died, his daughter could never be revived.

Seeing Dimu Zu in such a state, Jiang Xia slowly said: "My goal is the Philosopher's Stone, no mistake, but I have a way to let Dimu Li safely revive and become a normal human."

Although these words cannot change the fact that Dimu Zu is about to die, Jiang Xia began to hope that before his death he could understand that his daughter will not be like him.

Upon hearing Jiang Xia's words, Dimu Zu was first startled, then his originally dim eyes suddenly sparked a hint of hope; he opened his mouth, as if about to say something last.

Upon hearing Dimu Zu's words, Jiang Xia smiled and nodded, giving a reply.

Crack!

The crack on the scarlet waist belt ran through his whole body; in midair, Dimu Zu's body manifested the shell of the Philosopher's Phantom, and finally exploded with a boom.

The fiery explosion echoed above the bare treetops; everything left behind by Dimu Zu after his death was completely absorbed by Jiang Xia.

The magic of the Philosopher's Phantom had nearly been exhausted in the battle just fought, but a remnant remained; of course this amount of magic was enough for Jiang Xia to gain the corresponding abilities and appearance.

Moreover, the manufacture of mage drivers and magic rings is also available in the Earth Library; naturally, he could also obtain the appearance and abilities of the white mage.

However, after Jiang Xia finished devouring the magic power, he suddenly noticed something glinting in the explosion; the light-emitting object shot toward him.

"Huh? What is this!" Jiang Xia raised his hand to catch it, discovering it was a round object; upon looking, he was indeed somewhat surprised.

What Jiang Xia caught in the explosion was a dial with a white shell, and etched on the dial was none other than the white mage he had just destroyed.

"Can killing a knight also yield a dial? If so, blasting straight through the Heisei era would surely let one obtain all the knight dials."

Jiang Xia looked at the white mage's watch dial in his palm, pondering a while; this seemed to be the first time he had killed a knight and obtained a dial, whereas killing an ancient king yielded no drop.

The corresponding reason was also obvious, but he still set aside the thought of blasting through the Heisei era; when killing, he only considers what the opponent has done, whether they are a knight or a monster, there is not much difference.

Moreover, this also saved him the time of forging a belt with magic gems, after all the knight's dial contains the corresponding history, and it also allows the use of all equipment that has ever existed in history. (End of chapter)