Chapter 361: The Superstar Makes a Dazzling Entrance
"That mouth of yours, the God of Misfortune—good things never come true, bad ones always do." Duroken complained cheerfully, trying to focus the fire on Lord Nai Ge Li Si so no one would gossip about why his face had been scratched up.
Lord Nai Ge Li Si replied irritably: "This is the greatest possibility I could deduce based on existing conditions. If it came true, it means my deduction was correct—that's skill, understand?"
"Oh? The Mouth of Misfortune can be explained that way? Then why aren't your predictions accurate for good things?" Duroken suddenly felt his mind being opened.
"Why aren't they accurate? If they weren't, would you be standing here? You dead lich whose phylactery is even broken—if not for me, would Seeing Ange have gone to save you?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si said irritably.
"Makes sense." Duroken fell to pondering, feeling somewhat convinced.
The bronze dragon's eyes rolled, and she nudged him with her little elbow, asking: "Then why did those two female teachers scratch you?"
Duroken sighed: "It's embarrassing to talk about..." If he were only telling the bronze dragon, it wouldn't matter—after all, they'd known each other for so many years.
But just as he was about to speak, he instantly sensed that the people who had been busy all stopped, their heads nearly stretching over.
The only ones still moving were Seeing Ange and his three little ones, and the two Insect Gods—they were the ones truly in high spirits.
An endless stream of mutated worm-fish was lured onto the beach, throwing themselves at Hermel and Ma Disi one after another, then being killed by Seeing Ange and piled to one side.
After Lord Nai Ge Li Si's crow mouth finished speaking, everyone immediately came to the beach to try it out. The moment they spat a mouthful of water, countless black leech-like things crazily burrowed out of the sand.
If you didn't look at their ring of sharp teeth, they really did look very much like leeches, but toss any piece of meat over and it would be gnawed clean in the blink of an eye.
One could imagine—if tomorrow at the festival when it was packed with people, everyone wearing bikinis and beach shorts frolicking, sitting on the beach with bare legs, and then getting bitten by these bugs popping up...
The scene was too brutal to even think about.
Unfortunately, they ran into Seeing Ange—this guy was simply the bane of bugs. The two Insect Gods before and after had been fed into 'pigs' by him, and now under his luring, the bugs under the sand and in the bay were all cleaned out completely.
For safety's sake, Seeing Ange also activated the Quick-Death Halo, forcing all the bugs that might not have hatched in the sand to emerge.
"The bay is connected to the open sea. Now that it's cleaned out, more worm-fish might slip in tomorrow. I'll seal the bay first." Obenri said.
Obenri was seen slowly floating into the air, her whole body surging with magical power, elements gathering rapidly from all directions, gathering, gathering, gathering...
He Mo Er than ten minutes later, Luther boredly yawned: "How much longer?"
"An Arcane-level magic—still a long way to go. This level of magic should normally be cast by an entire mage corps, otherwise the gathered elements are very hard to control. For a little girl to cast it herself, her strength is quite impressive." Duroken said in an old-beyond-his-years tone.
The undead maid butler was also nearby. Hearing such words, her heart skipped: Nine hundred years old and still calling her a little girl? Young man, how old are you?
Just then, Seeing Ange suddenly said: "There's something."
After a while, the sea surface could be seen boiling, with countless black shadows continuously shooting out from the sea, spreading their wings, gliding through the air for a while, then diving back into the water.
If you didn't look at the four eyes growing on their sides and their mutated sharp mouthparts, these were flying fish.
The mutated four-eyed flying fish surged toward the bay like gliding cannonballs, one after another.
Good lord, the ones in the bay were nothing—this wave was the real big scene.
"Sound the alarm, highest level!" Obenri shouted loudly.
Lord Nai Ge Li Si, Duroken, and Feti's hearts couldn't help but sink: "They must have been preparing for a long time. This is trouble now."
"It is trouble. At this scale, is there still something in the sea?"
From the moment they started clearing the bugs from the bay, everyone actually had a worry in their hearts—if bugs could breed in the sea, were there other living things in the sea?
The ocean is an ecosystem even larger than the land, and without too many natural predators—at least not as many gods and skeletons as on land. If bugs could breed in the sea, they would surely thrive even better.
Back in the Freshwater Plane, bugs had already entered the water, but that was under the Worm Driver's control. Seeing Ange killed the Worm Driver, so the bugs naturally couldn't spread.
The ocean of the Main Plane is salty. They had originally hoped the bugs couldn't adapt to this environment, but from the moment bugs appeared in the bay, that hope was shattered—and that was trouble.
Just thinking about the ocean being full of black bugs made Lord Nai Ge Li Si's scalp tingle: "We need to find those two Worm Drivers and notify Black Night Crow and Bruske, tell them to be careful."
Lord Nai Ge Li Si had just finished speaking when the four-eyed flying fish swept in front of the bay, crazily surging over the breakwater into the bay.
In the pitch darkness, a pillar of light cut through the darkness, illuminating a clean gap in the flying fish swarm: "Ao!"
Without looking, Lord Nai Ge Li Si knew who had fired that pillar of light, and irritably covered its face.
The power of Holy Light Shine was indeed strong, but facing a scene like this, it was completely a drop in the bucket. The clean gap was quickly filled by other flying fish, impossible to tell it had ever been attacked.
But the little angel who had just unleashed her big move was very happy, bouncing along and raising her Great Angel Staff to start firing Holy Light Missiles.
Immediately after, a black pillar of light cut through the night sky: "Ao!"
Because in the dark night, the little zombie's Death Aura Shockwave wasn't very conspicuous. Everyone only noticed the terrifying gap that suddenly appeared in the four-eyed flying fish swarm.
But these were all preludes. Suddenly, Seeing Ange beside the little angel and little zombie opened fire, fireball after fireball tracing red lines, pulling a curtain of fire across the night.
"One, two, three... twenty? Twenty per second? He sped up again?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si silently calculated and arrived at a shocking conclusion.
Duroken's mouth couldn't even close: "Instant-cast Level Four magic? Twenty per second? Is he a magic turret?"
Lord Nai Ge Li Si curled its lip: "What level? Take a closer look?"
Duroken frowned and looked: "Level Two? That can't be right—the power isn't right. This power is at least Level Four."
"Don't worry about whether it's right or not. Is it a Level Two spell or not?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si suddenly felt a sense of superiority from mastering some secret, and asked arrogantly.
"Judging from the elemental consumption, it is indeed Level Two, but the power is this great—at least Level Four power. The most likely cause of this result is proficiency. What's his proficiency?" Duroken quickly guessed the reason and asked in surprise.
"Proficiency?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si was surprised: "Can proficiency be quantified? What's the standard?"
"It's the number of casts. One cast equals one point of proficiency. A magic apprentice's daily mana is only enough to cast about ten Zero-Level spells. Practicing the same spell every day, after a year you'd have over three thousand six hundred points of proficiency—about enough to level up once."
"A normal mage's proficiency in a spell is roughly between three thousand and five thousand."
After Duroken finished speaking, he saw Lord Nai Ge Li Si counting on its fingers there, and couldn't help but ask in confusion: "What are you counting?"
"I'm calculating proficiency. Seeing Ange's highest proficiency should be Rain Spell. Planting season, five thousand a day—how many in six months? How many in a thousand years?"
"N-n-nine million times?" Duroken said in shock.
He knew Lord Nai Ge Li Si was doing it on purpose. A guy who could even calculate the relative displacement of planar void clearly couldn't possibly fail at this simple math—it was just to let others calculate it so it could show off.
But even though he saw through Lord Nai Ge Li Si's sinister intent, Duroken was still shocked by this number. Nearly ten million proficiency, while a normal mage only had a few thousand—this wasn't even on the same scale.
Duroken's shock greatly satisfied Lord Nai Ge Li Si's wicked sense of humor, and it continued to boast: "Burst Fireball is used less, but he used to fire thirteen per second. Being able to fire like that for days and nights on end, his proficiency should be over a hundred thousand too."
Whether it was a hundred thousand or millions, this number was too far from normal people. Duroken could no longer calculate using the original standard system, so he could only roll his eyes at Lord Nai Ge Li Si: "It's not like you cast it."
"I taught him." Lord Nai Ge Li Si said, hands on hips.
Seeing Ange, this magic turret, shock the entire scene. When he tore open a curtain of fire, everyone's eyes in the field focused on him. As the curtain of fire lasted longer and longer, even Obenri couldn't remain calm.
"Still standing? Can anyone really last this long? How much mana does he have?"
As long as a four-eyed flying fish is hit, the fireball will explode, blasting them to death and shattering them, their corpses splashing into the bay one after another.
Hermel and Ma Disi were extremely excited. Seeing Ange had been feeding them grass and straw every day, and now they could finally eat meat. Submerged in the water, the two Worm Gods began gnawing frantically.
Worm Gods eating bugs was perfectly natural. Back in the day, Hermel had raised bugs precisely so he could eat them himself. So many plump, delicious four-eyed flying fish — the Worm Gods, long suffering from nutritional imbalance and getting fat without growing strong, quietly began to change.
Aobanli had no choice but to disperse the elements she had gathered, because she discovered that Seeing Ange had drained the nearby elements, creating a conflict with her. If she didn't disperse them, she would just be holding Seeing Ange back.
"I... a second-tier magic stealing elements from my Arcane-tier magic, what is even going on." Aobanli felt the magical world had changed; as a Mage of Truth, she couldn't make sense of it.
The bay had now become a pot of soup — a soup with a fatal attraction for bugs. As more bugs died, the attraction for the surviving ones grew even stronger, so strong that they recklessly wanted to break through the fire barrage and throw themselves into this 'soup'.
This was really taking care of Seeing Ange — just stand in place and cast fireballs.
The four-eyed flying fish looked numerous, but because of their large size, there might actually only be a few tens of thousands of them. However, by volume, they were already comparable to millions of bugs. The seawater in the bay had been dyed black by blood.
It should have been unbearably fishy, but with two Worm Gods in the water, not only was the stench gone, even the blood was being absorbed by them. At this rate, the bay could return to clarity before dawn.
Everyone's gaze was focused on Seeing Ange. A silver 'squirrel' darted over like lightning, ran to Aobanli's side, grabbed her skirt and climbed up, and soon perched on her shoulder.
Aobanli had noticed it long ago, so she didn't stop it. She let the squirrel climb onto her shoulder before saying: "You're awake."
"Of course I'm awake, you pulled the highest-level alarm. I thought something happened — what's the situation? Where did this human come from? So perverted? A new star?" the squirrel asked.
Aobanli asked: "Even you see him as human?"
"What do you mean? Not human?" the squirrel asked back in surprise.
Aobanli didn't answer directly, only saying: "You'll see for yourself when you get the chance. Don't offend him."
The squirrel's tail instantly stood up, staring at Aobanli in shock. If it had been something like 'don't touch him' or 'don't bully him,' that would be normal — but Aobanli actually said 'don't offend him'?
What was going on? This human that even Aobanli didn't dare offend?
In its shock, the squirrel was distracted for a moment. A horse mouth quietly reached over and bit its big tail.
Both the squirrel and Aobanli turned their heads in astonishment, only to see Lightning biting the squirrel's tail, chewing as she said: "How weird, why does this squirrel's tail taste like lightning?"
The fur hat on Lightning's head opened two eyes and let out an 'Aowu' cry.
"Squirrel?" The squirrel froze, a dangerous glint flashing in its eyes. It turned and quietly asked Aobanli: "Can this horse be killed?"
Aobanli first shook her head, then explained: "That human's — killing it would offend him. Can't kill it."
"Fine." The squirrel reluctantly agreed, then tensed its whole body with a sudden surge of effort. A tremendous boom suddenly erupted in the sky.
Lightning only felt an irresistible, terrifying thunder released from the squirrel's tail, electrocuting her until she became 'transparent,' as if she had become a glowing horse.
The residual electricity traveled to her horn, creating a second discharge, electrocuting the fur hat on her head into a ball. All the fur stood on end, making her look like a giant 'sea urchin'.
After the thunder passed, Lightning exhaled white smoke, her eyes glazed, stumbling on four legs like she was drunk — weaving, wobbling, swaying in every direction.
The eyes on the fur hat on her head were also wide open, white smoke rising from the tips of the fur, looking a bit as if it had been cooked by electricity.
The palm-sized squirrel had now become a five-meter-tall squirrel — bulging muscles, broad thick back muscles, immensely strong.
"A thunderous boom in the sky, a superstar makes a dazzling entrance — superstar, Lei Ting! How dare you call me a squirrel?" the giant squirrel roared.
Superstar Lei Ting, one of the three existing superstars of the Star Republic.
Lightning's eyes were spinning, and she murmured in a daze: "What... what a big... squirrel..."
Lei Ting was so angry she wanted to reach out, grab Lightning, and fling her around a few times, but then immediately realized something was off: "Huh, pretty high magic resistance — this isn't an ordinary unicorn."
It turned out she had long since recognized Lightning's identity, yet she had still been asking whether the 'horse' could be killed. But even for a unicorn, Lightning's magic resistance was excessively high.
"It might be the fur hat on her head — that's a dimensional beast," Aobanli said.
"V-Void species? Dimensional beast?" Lei Ting's eyes went wide.
The last flying fish's corpse also crashed into the bay. Seeing Ange finished up, happily collected the uneaten bugs and fish from the bay, then burned them to ash — these were all fertilizer.
On a deserted island a dozen or so kilometers out from the bay, a bleary-eyed Worm Driver rubbed his eyes and got up for a midnight pee. Halfway through, he couldn't help but shout: "Oh no, where's our flying fish swarm?"
His shout woke another Worm Driver. The two stood on the reef, staring at the empty sea, utterly dumbfounded.
"Where's the flying fish swarm? Without our command, they wouldn't just run off."
"Unless it's a Worm God's summoning, they wouldn't lose control."
"Where would you even find a Worm God now? We've already bred bugs that adapt to saltwater — we are the new Worm Gods!"
"What do we do? We were planning to let the kids feast during the festival, and now there's no time to gather more."
In their arguing, they didn't notice at all that several 'people' had quietly descended above their heads.
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