Chapter 444

"It turns out like this." Hearing that another version of himself encountered this, Cao Zhenqingren's heart also couldn't help but feel a hint of sadness; the self before him was not a Magic Dragon, but his desperate self. Thinking of this, his movements unconsciously slowed down.

And just in that moment of slowing down, the Zise Wizard struck forcefully, lifting the spear-sword he held in his right hand from below upward quickly; dazzling sparks exploded on Cao Zhenqingren's body, and the chest like a red gem emitted a wisp of green smoke amidst the sparks, directly blasting him violently away until he slammed into the wall behind him.

The Zise Wizard stepped forward, approaching the Cao Zhenqingren who was kneeling on the ground, his right hand gripping the sharp, fire-glinting spear-sword; his next attack would directly slash Cao Zhenqingren's neck, so that this annoying guy would disappear forever, and no one could stop their plan anymore.

The Zise Wizard stood before Cao Zhenqingren, holding aloft the flaming sword; the purple flames illuminated both of their faces—one filled with bone-chilling killing intent, the other with sorrow.

"Disappear, you annoying pest."

What he hated most was Cao Zhenqingren constantly talking about hope, saying he was the last hope, but the result was that when he himself was in despair, no one helped him.

If he himself cannot overcome despair, what right does he have to be someone else's hope?

"Swish!"

The Zise Wizard swung his sword downward.

"Boom!!!"

Just as the sword in his hand was about to slash Cao Zhenqingren's neck, a huge impact surged upward and exploded.

A feeling of weightlessness suddenly fell; the originally indestructible ground turned to dust in an instant, those huge libraries completely collapsed, the deafening roar spread throughout the High Tower, and thick smoke and fire engulfed the place.

The Zise Wizard was slammed sideways by that impact, sparks spreading over his body at the same time, and beneath his purple gem he bled profusely.

He was almost completely hit by that impact, but his reaction was also extremely fast; at the moment he was flung into the air, he gripped the sword hilt with both hands and slammed it hard into the continually crumbling ground, barely maintaining a stable posture as he fell.

He never expected the underground to be pierced directly, focusing all his attention on Cao Zhenqingren, after all, who could destroy this tower that had stood for years?

Among all the residents of the Magic Kingdom, they have known of the High Tower's existence since birth—year after year, decade after decade, century after century, the High Tower has always been here.

The interior of the tower was covered with countless spells, not just sturdy; it was more like an impregnable fortress—no matter from which direction, even an attack from inside could not destroy it, so it was also the greatest prison, except that no one would actually use the tower as a prison.

But now this fortress has been destroyed, utterly and completely wiped out in this devastation‑causing shockwave.

As the shockwave spread, the tower swayed like a towering tree in a gale, until it was torn apart by the hurricane into fragments.

Cao Zhenqingren and the purple wizard fell from the sky at the same time, both simultaneously using flight magic; the verdant gale swirling around them continued to intertwine in midair, accompanied by the thunderous roar of lightning, and both suffered severe injuries, landing in a residential area not far from the tower.

As Cao Zhenqingren was falling, he suddenly saw a very familiar face, and at that moment the other person obviously saw him as well.

"Darkwizard!" Damen Linzi gritted her teeth, watching Cao Zhenqingren fall from midair; this enemy of all humanity had finally reappeared, and the instant she saw him she pulled out her transformation belt.

At that very moment, Cao Zhenqingren suddenly sensed something; the defensive magic ring on his right middle finger flared to life as magical power activated. Defensive magic, it seemed Darkwizard had prepared this in advance, and Damen Linzi also noticed Cao Zhenqingren's spell‑casting motion; to her, Darkwizard clearly intended to flee again—something she, as a police officer, absolutely could not allow.

She would not let Darkwizard slip from her grasp and harm anyone else; she slipped on the police‑system's exclusive transformation magic ring, preparing to transform.

But just as she stood there, about to complete her transformation, she suddenly heard Darkwizard shouting something at her.

"Watch out, Linzi! An attack is coming!" Cao Zhenqingren shouted urgently.

"Careful? Careful of what?" "Too late!" Cao Zhenqingren saw Damen Linzi standing there stunned, and the light of the defensive magic ring in his hand flashed and vanished.

The next instant, the golden‑yellow lightning resembled a thunder dragon, surging from another direction in the residential area, illuminating everything; at the same time, the continually flashing Electric Arc lit Damen Linzi's astonished eyes.

Before she could react, the golden lightning bolt lunged straight at her like divine punishment.

She finally understood what Darkwizard meant by "run"; faced with this powerful magical assault, she felt like a rabbit stared down by a beast, unable to struggle, only able to watch as the Blood-filled Mouth lunged to bite her.

She didn't even wonder why Darkwizard had warned her, because she was about to die.

In that instant there was no time to cast any spell; she could not deploy any defensive magic, and even if she transformed, the police‑system's mass‑produced transformation ring would be useless against this attack.

The thunder roared past; anyone who took such an attack would be blasted to charcoal, with no chance of survival.

What does it feel like to be engulfed by that lightning strike? Perhaps total numbness, perhaps being scorched by fierce flames.

But what does it feel like to be struck by the lightning summoned by magic, enough to blanket the street? It would be as if one's whole body fell into molten lava and was burned to charcoal; if still alive, the excruciating pain would make it almost impossible to stand.

Damen Linzi clearly heard the thunderclap, and at the same time she saw a fiery‑like silhouette, red filling her vision, the sounds of the magic array shattering rising and falling.

This was also the first time she personally witnessed what happens when a person is struck by lightning.

It was Cao Zhenqingren who stepped in to shield Damen Linzi from the lightning; his flaming defensive magic array blocked all of the golden Electric Arc, but he himself could not defend—his half‑red, half‑black robe was completely engulfed by the golden lightning until it exploded utterly.

Cao Zhenqingren slammed heavily to the ground; his gem‑like outer coat gradually melted away, revealing a body covered head to toe in bloodstains, and even though his clothing was soaked in bright red blood, his gaze remained resolute.

"Hmph, I knew you'd go save that woman, so I deliberately let you notice; if you cling to the hope of rescuing her, you'll never beat me, because this world is full of my hostages—hahaha!"

The purple wizard walked out of the shadows, holding that gun‑sword, and as he walked he did not forget to mock Cao Zhenqingren.

Although he had just been grazed by the shockwave and suffered a minor injury, under the circumstances he still had more than enough strength to kill Cao Zhenqingren. (End of chapter)

Although he had just been swept by the shock wave and accidentally suffered a minor injury, given the current situation, he still has more than enough to kill Cao Zhenqing. (End of chapter)