Chapter 802: Heavenly Disaster Giant

The All-Seeing Eye detected that the anomalous location was a magical laboratory.

On the upper levels of Fu Kong Cheng, there are a dozen such laboratories, arranged around the control room, each serving a different purpose, and only Korstted alone holds permission to use them.

At first glance, this laboratory looks no different.

It spans several hundred square meters, filled with various magical devices and experimental supplies; the surrounding walls bear doors leading to different storage rooms, which contain vast amounts of alchemical materials, mostly limbs and organs of undead creatures, chilling to the bone.

Some of the storage rooms behind the doors also house valuable magical items and gems.

Lei En instantly saw that these were all disguises.

The laboratory shows almost no signs of use; the cluttered arrangement of tools on the tables is deliberate, and several ongoing long‑term observation experiments are also part of the ruse.

The real secret is a magical gate.

It lies between the doors of two storage rooms, concealed by a spell that ordinary people find hard to detect.

The space behind the magical gate is tiny—a groove carved out of the wall, just large enough for a shrine; a normal person cannot enter. Yet beneath this cramped cavity runs a hidden rune array used to transmit energy.

At this moment, the Iola Core's energy has been cut off, causing the rune formation to destabilize, and the concealed magical gate emits a subtle fluctuation.

It is precisely this faint fluctuation that Lei En perceives.

His gaze fixes.

The narrow space behind the magical gate is fully visible, revealing an irregular gem about the size of a fist, its hue between pitch black and ash‑gray, constantly swirling and shifting, indescribable in precise words, radiating a profound mysterious energy as if it were endless void.

Origin Stone!

Lei En's spirit jolts; it is indeed an Origin Stone.

It is one of the world's most precious magical artifacts, exceedingly rare; although not as scarce as Divine Flame, which may number only a few hundred, it is only one or two orders of magnitude more, never exceeding ten thousand.

An Origin Stone has a single function: to create a half‑plane.

It is said that with sufficient massive energy, an Origin Stone can even forge a large plane comparable to one born of nature.

At present, the Origin Stone is still active.

Lei En immediately understands.

Korstted used this Origin Stone to create a half‑plane, then hid his Soul Box within it.

One must admit, Korstted truly has a system.

The Origin Stone is virtually indestructible; even if its energy supply is severed, its half‑plane can persist for centuries—at least a few hundred years, and if the half‑plane is large enough, for millennia. Access requires the correct incantation, and the half‑plane is built inside Fu Kong Cheng, enjoying double protection.

No safer place can be found in the world.

Unfortunately, Korstted fashioned the half‑plane's entrance as a magical gate.

Lei En almost laughed out loud.

But he did not act rashly; the All-Seeing Eye confirmed the Soul Box's location, his steps halted briefly, then he continued the search unflinchingly.

His and Mirror Image's movements on the upper level have surely already been noticed by Korstted.

It can guess his purpose.

If he were to seize the Soul Box now, or even merely act as if he had already located it, it would utterly enrage Korstted and drive it into a corner.

Korstted is still in the control room; should it lose its mind and go berserk, it is highly likely to choose a fight‑to‑the‑death.

That would be destroying the Iola Core to trigger a self‑destruct!

And the Origin Stone can survive the self‑destruct, thereby gaining a sliver of a chance.

Therefore, they must wait until the teacher and the Weizelan Wizards assault the control room and engage Korstted before moving to seize its Soul Box.

Lei En and Mirror Image feign ignorance and continue searching everywhere.

His attention shifts toward the control room.

The control room's massive door is cast as a single piece of thick magical alloy, and even the walls are built of magical alloy, etched with rune formations that connect solely to the Iola Core, continuously supplying energy to sustain a powerful magical shield.

Beyond the door lies an expansive hall, resembling a small plaza.

Extreme Warrior and Thundercast Celestial Soldier form a semicircular defensive line, while the Bolt Gun fires incessently, slaying the surging Undead Army.

Behind the human wall stand forty Weizelan Wizards.

Ten Legendary Wizards and thirty elite senior Wizards cooperate to sustain the Weizelan force field, preventing the undead from teleporting directly into the defensive circle and also preventing Korstted from teleporting out of Fu Kong Cheng.

Gunfire erupts.

A torrent of spells bombards the sky.

And Korstted's venomous curses echo.

Yet none of these sounds affect Anxiwodasi; the towering old wizard stands before the control room's door, silent, gaze fixed, having not cast a spell for half a minute.

He is observing the magical shield on the door.

Kelaoaosi, Roni, and Kaidejia, the three speakers, repeatedly glance at him; after fighting this long, even with Lei En supplying abundant magical elixirs, the Wizards' soul energy is still strained, and the high‑frequency, high‑intensity casting fatigues their spirits.

Time ticks by second by second.

The Undead Army's corpses pile up like mountains, raising the hall's floor several meters; after a full three minutes, Anxiwodasi remains unmoved.

Kelaoaosi hurls a flame‑burst spell, killing a legendary death knight hidden among the undead.

He turns back, unable to restrain himself, calling out, "GrandSpeaker…"

"Enough."

Anxiwodasi replies calmly, sending a magical transmission to Lei En, asking, "Lei En?" He does not specify details, lest Korstted notice.

The transmission crystal lights up.

This indicates Lei En has already found the Soul Box.

"The time for vengeance has arrived." A cold glint flashes in Anxiwodasi's eyes as he lifts the Legend Grade Akus Holy Staff with both hands, planting it before him; six brilliant rune crystals whirl rapidly atop the towering staff head, while the massive central crystal shines with dazzling red light.

Countless fire elements surge and converge.

A scorching, high‑temperature aura emanates, making the Wizards feel as if they were inside a furnace.

After a dozen seconds, the six crystals emit crimson beams that converge into a single ray only as thick as an arm, shooting straight toward the red, like a laser striking the control room's door; this point is the weakest spot he identified after several minutes of observation.

The magical shield activated instantly, materializing.

Anxiwodasi let out a low shout.

Vast, sea‑like spiritual power surged, the flame ray's temperature skyrocketed, its diameter swelling rapidly until it was as thick as a waist; the blazing red light was impossible to stare at, and the heat forced the Wizards to step back.

In an instant, the translucent magical shield turned red‑hot.

The flame ray steadied on a single point, continuously scorching as its temperature rose; massive energy streamed from the control room's rune array, forming a visible energy wave that repelled the ray while desperately repairing the burned hole.

Anxiwodasi's eyes had turned completely to flame, and his spiritual power surged upward step by step.

This already far exceeded the dynamics of the Nine-ring Technique.

"Ten-ring Spell!"

The Weizelan Wizards looked at each other in horror, and even the three GrandSpeakers were greatly surprised.

They knew the GrandSpeaker must have mastered the Ten-ring Spell; months ago, Yongge City had used a Ten‑ring Eternal Blaze, but this Ten‑ring Spell was unprecedented.

Kelaoaosi stared for a few seconds, then whispered, "Ash‑Erasing Ray!"

There are three ray‑type spells in the fire school.

From the second‑ring Scorching Ray, to the seventh‑ring Lava Ray, and finally the Ash‑Erasing Ray, which is the ultimate fire‑ray spell!

It is a sustained Ten‑ring fire spell, the opposite extreme of the fire‑school's Eternal Blaze. Eternal Blaze can illuminate dozens of li and slay countless foes, whereas the Ash‑Erasing Ray is a single‑target spell that can strike only one enemy.

However, the Ash‑Erasing Ray's temperature far surpasses that of Eternal Blaze, concentrating lethal heat at a point that can almost pierce all things.

Anxiwodasi, sparing no spiritual power, focused his casting, and his snow‑white beard rose up.

Half a minute later.

The Ash‑Erasing Ray's temperature and lethality dominated, gradually piercing the magical shield; the entire gate resembled a red‑hot branding iron, and the shield's holes grew larger.

Korstted roared in shocked fury.

Yet no matter how much energy it gathered, it could not repair the holes in time; the rune array in the control room was small, far smaller than the entire Fu Kong Cheng, limiting energy output, so the magical shield it formed could not compare with Fu Kong Cheng's nether barrier.

Finally, after nearly a minute, the Ash‑Erasing Ray pierced the shield.

Boom!

The ray struck the gate directly; the magical alloy gate, already red‑hot, was instantly pierced, leaving a hole half a meter in diameter.

The rune array in the control room failed immediately.

Anxiwodasi withdrew in time, lest the Ash‑Erasing Ray damage the Iola Core inside.

As he withdrew the ray, he raised his hand and instantly unleashed a torrent of flame; a half‑breath of fire scarier than a dragon's breath melted the metal gate into molten iron, revealing the interior of the control room.

The control room was a circular chamber.

Its diameter was about a hundred meters, the dome rose over thirty meters above the ground, and the floor and walls were covered with dense runes forming a massive array. A crystal sphere about two meters across floated mid‑air, turning slowly and emitting powerful energy waves like an ever‑burning sun.

This is the Iola Core!

Korstted was nowhere to be seen, and a beast‑like roar sounded from behind the melted gate.

Four giants over ten meters tall charged out.

Their bodies were assembled from countless corpse bones; huge white bones supported their frames, clearly not from humanoids but bearing the distinct aura of dragons, with dragon skulls for heads that emitted a faint draconic majesty.

With dragon bone as the core, they were filled with hundreds of undead flesh and blood, and their eye sockets burned with a ghostly blue necrotic fire.

A nauseating stench assaulted the air.

Anxiwodasi's expression shifted slightly, not from the odor but from realizing that these four artificial giants were all Saint Rank monsters!

"Hahaha…"

Korstted's voice echoed in the control room, crazily shouting, "Master, these are my finest creations, Calamity Giants; let's test their might!"

Before it could gloat, the Thundercast Celestial Soldier acted.

They swung the Bolt Gun around, and its projectiles struck the Calamity Giants, causing a thick layer of dragon‑bone armor to appear, easily blocking the damage.

The Wizards' spells had no effect.

"Roar!"

The leading Calamity Giant opened its mouth and let out a dragon roar; the sound wave carried immense soul intimidation, instantly stunning most elite Wizards below the legendary rank, leaving them frozen in place.

A few legendary Wizards were also affected and halted their casting.

The remaining three Calamity Giants took turns releasing dragon roars to maintain intimidation; after the foremost giant finished its roar, it swung its massive bone claws and charged at the Weizelan Wizards.

Anxiwodasi was the first to meet the charge.

The Calamity Giants' charge speed rivaled a flash; in the blink of an eye they were upon them, like a towering wall crushing forward. Their power reached level fifteen, and each footstep emitted pale flame laced with deadly poison, corrosion and plague, turning the ground into a withered wasteland.

Simultaneously, dozens of black wraiths burst from the giants' chests, shrieking and launching necrotic spells in all directions.

Transcendents below the legendary rank could not approach it at all.

Even legendary Wizards, without sufficient means, could only flee in panic, and might not even escape.

However, Anxiwodasi is a Holy Soul Wizard.

Facing the Calamity Giants, he didn't move a foot. He lightly tapped the Akus Holy Staff forward, and a mountain of flame erupted beneath a giant's foot; the timing was flawless, and the giant was instantly blasted into the air.

Countless flames erupted, like trees of fire blossoming.

The dozens of wraiths surrounding the Calamity Giants were instantly incinerated, and their spells were extinguished by the fire; none escaped.

The high‑temperature flames coalesced into chains, binding the Calamity Giant in midair.

It burned entirely, also blocking the path of the three giants behind it.

Anxiwodasi waved his hand.

A rapid series of five fireballs shot out; each was a Nine-ring, and during flight each split into twenty‑five, expanding with the wind. The trajectories of the foremost five fireballs shifted, instantly forming a fire ring that encircled the Calamity Giant's skull as if to place a necklace on it.

At this moment the Calamity Giant finally broke free of the fire chains, having been restrained for less than half a second.

But that half‑second decided the outcome.

The fire ring fit its skull perfectly and burst instantly.

Boom!

A not-so-strong explosion sounded, the power of five fireballs, under Anxiwodasi's control, concentrated and detonated inside the fire ring, shattering even space, creating a pitch-black hole, yet without damaging surrounding objects; the scene looked less impressive than a seventh-ring spell's might.

However, the upper half of the Calamity Giant disappeared directly.

Immediately after, a second fire ring formed by five fireballs ensnared the Calamity Giant behind it and detonated instantly.

Boom!

The third fire ring, then the fourth fire ring followed one after another.

No matter how the Calamity Giant dodged, the fire rings always precisely ensnared them, as if what was placed upon them were not fire rings but a wreath of the grim reaper.

After four consecutive explosions, only eight charred dragon-bone thighs remained before the control room door.

The Weizelan Wizards looked dazzled and bewildered.

Anxiwodasi, however, seemed to have done something trivial, gazing at a certain spot inside the control room and speaking coldly: "Korstted, you have studied with me for hundreds of years; if this is your final trick, I am greatly disappointed."

As he spoke, the remaining five fireballs shot into the control room.

(End of chapter)