Chapter 416: The Terrifying Myriad Spirit Wizard

The golden three-headed dragon flew at high speed, and Lei En, seated on its back, gazed around.

Ma Zhuosi lies on the eastern coast of the subcontinent; within this area of several hundred thousand square kilometers the land is all fertile plains, with not even a modest hill to be found, and the horizon seems endless.

The city clings to the shore, its outline smooth, unlike Mo Du with its undulating skyline.

Lei En narrowed his view; within the city, houses rarely exceed three stories, the vast majority being low, crude wooden and mud dwellings clustered together, reminding him of the slums of his past life.

The streets in the city were crowded, the dry earthen roads laid bare under the sun, pedestrians coming and going kicking up dust and mud.

Cars were scarce on the streets; most people traveled on foot.

The subcontinent on which Ma Zhuosi sits lags behind the Empire by more than one level in overall productive development; only the small districts beneath the high tower appear relatively advanced.

Yet this does not hinder the port's prosperity; along the miles‑long docks ships come and go, and workers, ant‑like in their diligence, load and unload cargo.

Lei En squinted.

The dockworkers were mostly not human but stout, rotund humanoid creatures; their mouths protruded with two tusks, massive heads bore a pair of palm‑sized ears, their bellies bulged, and their arms were strong and powerful, resembling walking wild boars.

These near‑two‑meter‑tall outsiders are called Piges.

Lei En had read about Piges in books; their intellect is far below that of humans, even dumber than goblins, yet they possess innate strength, a typical simple mind and powerful limbs, able to eat and survive, making them the second most numerous race after Rat People on the subcontinent, occupying the lowest social tier.

Dog-Headed and Snake People share a similar plight to the Piges.

They, together with Rat People, are listed among the four despised races of Shabukangtina, classified by human rulers as "lowborn".

Each of the four races has its own strengths: Snake People are agile and adept with poisons; Rat People have strong adaptability, and occasionally produce spell‑casting priests; Dog-Headed are loyal yet cunning; Piges are dim but possess innate great strength, capable of being trained into berserkers.

They are not only ubiquitous in countless cities, but also endless across the subcontinent's vast wilderness, occupying the lands beyond the cities.

Lei En looked toward the interior of Ma Zhuosi; indeed, the four races were everywhere.

Ma Zhuosi differed from Imperial cities, still retaining walls; rock walls ten‑plus meters high began at the sea and encircled the district, forming an irregular rectangle, with only the eastern seaside side unprotected.

The majority of humans lived in Ma Zhuosi's center, while the non‑human races dwelt in the slums beneath the walls.

Even among humans, class differences existed.

The shorter, dark‑skinned Delavida occupied a lower status than the fair‑skinned, high‑nasaled, deep‑eyed, taller Iriyan, a distinction obvious at a glance.

Iriyan were few, comprising only about a quarter of the subcontinent's total human population.

Yet more transcendents still ruled the subcontinent.

At this moment, however, the four lowborn races and the two human branches were in chaotic turmoil, and dozens of clock towers throughout the city rang out.

Clang—clang—clang—clang…

Amid the rapid chimes, residents fled in all directions, and the streets fell into panic.

On the Eclipse Tower in the city's south, strands of radiant energy flickered, ready at any moment to unleash terrifying spells.

Lei En ignored the Wu Shi Ta, leaving the Silver Star Duke to deal with it.

His target was the Lord's Mansion; in the northern part of Ma Zhuosi, a sprawling castle rose among low‑rise houses like a crane among chickens, a stern fortress guarded by several barracks, with countless silhouettes gathering within.

Luo Xi's temple was built underground, invisible from the sky.

Soon, Lei En and the Extreme Warriors gradually caught up with the Silver-armored Knights.

Five hundred silver‑armored knights galloped furiously along the road, their heavy hooves pounding the ground with a thunderous roar, like thunder itself.

Behind the order, clouds of smoke billowed, their momentum astonishingly formidable.

Pedestrians blocking the road, human or non‑human alike, were terrified and fled in panic.

Some unlucky souls who couldn't escape or were crippled by Bo Erqi's draconic might were trampled directly by the silver‑armored knights; a single iron hoof struck, turning them into a pool of blood‑splattered flesh.

The walls of Ma Zhuosi drew ever nearer.

The gates had closed; atop the towering walls stood human guards, but each cowered, pale‑faced, barely able to grip their weapons.

Boom—boom—boom…

The charge of the Silver-armored Knights showed no sign of slowing.

Lei En signaled Bo Erqi to increase its flight speed, overtaking the ground order, then diving like a fighter jet from high altitude straight toward the gate.

The Extreme Warriors behind rode their dragons to keep pace.

The three heads of Bo Erqi locked onto the gate, inhaled deeply, the dragon scales on its neck glowed, and its fierce maw exuded energy.

From afar, Lei En saw two steam crossbows mounted on the wall; several guards had adjusted their aim toward the sky‑borne dragon, their sharp, spear‑like bolts ready to fire.

The steam crossbows had a range of about five hundred paces, effective against ordinary dragons but posing little threat to Bo Erqi, so Lei En did not bother to neutralize them beforehand.

Five hundred meters, three hundred meters, one hundred meters…

Bang! Bang!

Two muffled booms, the crossbows fired.

Lei En had been ready; almost as the bolts left the barrels, he raised his hand and instantly unleashed a Thunderclap technique. With a booming crack, thunder roared, a powerful shockwave cleverly intersected the bolts' flight paths, shattering them, while the guards on the wall were battered so hard their eardrums bled, leaving them dizzy.

In the next second, Bo Erqi's tri‑colored dragon breath descended.

Flaming dragon breath;

Holy light dragon breath;

Corrosive acid dragon breath;

This was three times larger than a normal dragon's breath, equivalent to three seven‑ring spells; the three elemental exhales instantly turned the wall guards to ash, melted a layer of the wall, and shattered the rune array on the gate, leaving it teetering.

Bo Erqi did not linger, spitting as it swooped past the wall.

The fiery dragons followed closely; each dragon, as it passed, expelled an exploding fireball toward the gate below.

Boom! Boom! Boom…

Twenty‑four massive fireballs from the squads nearly formed a chain, their explosions shaking the heavens; under such relentless bombardment the gate vanished entirely, a huge section of the wall collapsed, exposing Ma Zhuosi before the Silver-armored Knights with nothing left to block them.

The silver‑armored knights trod the burning ground and surged into Ma Zhuosi.

【9】 Commander Tian led the charge at the front, yet he saw no enemy; the entire street ahead had been swept by dragon breath, the houses on both sides ablaze, the ground turned glass‑like from the fire.

【10】 Under the terrifying dragon breath, no one could possibly survive.

Captain Ti En charged at the front, yet he saw not a single enemy; the entire street ahead had been blasted by dragon breath, the houses on both sides were blazing, and the ground was burned into a glassy crust.

Under the terrifying dragon breath, no one could possibly survive.

"This..."

Ti En, who was charging, was momentarily stunned; he barreled forward only to find no enemies, feeling as if a punch that had been building up for ages had hit cotton—extremely uncomfortable.

He looked up at the sky and at a glance spotted the Golden Three-Headed Dragon, which was flying toward the north of the city.

"Increase the speed!"

Ti En shouted loudly, gripping the Silver-scaled horse beneath his hips with force; a competitive thought rose in his heart—he must not fall behind.

In the sky, Lei En suddenly sensed danger.

He turned his head toward the tower.

Although this place was outside the attack range of Wu Shi Ta, he remained cautious; perhaps a Legendary wizard might emerge to ambush.

From the pinnacle of the tower, a burst of red light suddenly shot out.

"What is that?"

Lei En's pupils contracted as he was about to devise a countermeasure, when a massive Silver Fire surged from the direction of the western manor; he had never seen such a huge flame, comparable to a carriage, moving faster than sound, and it instantly flew to his eyes, blocking the red beam.

The red beam, ten‑plus meters long, was absorbed by the Silver Fire and vanished.

The Soul Eye pierced through the Silver Fire, reaching inside, where the figure of the Silver Star Duke appeared; she hovered in mid‑air and began casting a spell.

Lei En witnessed for the first time how a Ten Thousand Spirits Wizard beyond Legendary cast spells.

Thousands upon hundreds of demon souls flew from the Silver Star Duke; her not‑tall body seemed to open into an endless, unknown space, and multicolored souls spouted like fountains, soaring upward and scattering in all directions.

The most numerous among them were fire crows.

These beginner‑level birds have a wingspan of only about a meter, their bodies engulfed in red flame; a single one is unremarkable, yet their numbers exceed a thousand, and once aloft they gather into a burning cloud.

A Legendary Mid-stage giant fire element was summoned a moment later; it had no solid form, flew into the flock of fire crows in the sky, and merged tightly with them.

Suddenly, all the fire crows swelled several times in size, covering the sky and obscuring the sun.

The second most numerous were a group of Mid-stage poison mist wolf spiders.

They fell to the ground like scattered celestial flowers, coalescing into terrifying eight‑legged spiders, each as large as a car, swift and agile, leaping rapidly across rooftops; their jet‑black bodies continuously spewed dark‑green, highly poisonous mist.

Over two hundred poison mist wolf spiders swarmed around the tower, leaving behind a toxic fog that even the wind could not disperse wherever they passed.

On the ground, massive giants rose one after another.

These hill‑giants, numbering over thirty, had hideous faces, wielded thick wooden clubs, and despite their six‑to‑seven‑meter height moved without any clumsiness, roaring wildly as they charged toward the tower's base.

In the sky, eight‑headed chimeras roared in unison.

Like Bo Er Qi, they each possessed three heads—a dragon head, a lion head, and a sheep head; their bodies were about fifteen meters long, each head being of Legendary realm, and they scattered, wildly hurling spells at the tower from different angles.

An invisible rush of wind reached his ears.

Lei En sensed something abnormal; among the myriad demon souls he spotted a strange figure, roughly humanoid, with wings sprouting from its back, blurred features, about three meters tall, summoned by the Silver Star Duke, and it vanished in an instant as if merging into the wind.

"Wind‑taming Lord!"

Lei En felt a chill in his heart; such a spirit‑type monster is exceedingly rare, capable of controlling wind elements within its domain, and from the brief glimpse he was certain it was a Legendary High-rank Wind‑taming Lord.

The gale howled, and gusts swirled around the tower, brewing a terrifying storm.

However, this was not the end.

The Silver Star Duke's soul power erupted wildly; even Lei En, miles away, could feel the soul‑energy fluctuations, which lasted a full half‑minute before finally a demon soul was summoned.

It fell like a stone, catching the wind, and within an instant expanded countless times.

A colossal entity slammed into the ground, shaking nearly half of Matuos City; then, under the terrified gazes of countless onlookers, the monster rose upright like a towering peak, exuding a terrifying aura even more dreadful than that of a giant dragon.

Lei En also inhaled a gasp of cold air and shouted hoarsely, "Ancient Dragon Demon!"

(End of Chapter)