Pillars of Ita

Chapter 1180 Doomsday Magic

Alisa walked between the shadows of the trees, her eyes fixed on the lines of text on the silver light screen, which made her eyes reflect a little in the darkness, but it soon disappeared.

She asked, "Jita, what is the wound of Yasha?"

But it was Tianlan who answered on behalf of Jita: "Yasha's Wound is Yasha's Scar. It's just a different name for it. But the Yasha's Wound incident refers to an abnormal change that occurred around Yasha's Scar six years ago. Yasha's Scar was caused by emerald fragments. Although most of those fragments have been taken away and sealed, the wound it left on the sacred tree has not healed. A rift has formed underneath, and the rift is the Dead Silence Zone."

"The Elven Court has been monitoring the borders of the Scar of Yasha for thousands of years. Due to the self-healing ability of the Holy Tree, its borders have been slowly shrinking, but for reasons they don't understand, there are occasional small expansions. The most recent expansion occurred six years ago near Norrisianen, and turned the city into a deadly place. In the process, tens of thousands of people were killed or injured, with only a few hundred survivors."

That was all she knew about the matter.

The naturalist lady then took over the conversation, "And those survivors showed some special abilities afterwards. They had silver blood flowing, and had stronger magical adaptability. Some even became extremely powerful, and some even directly gained the ability of laws, like this person. Most of their ability of laws is very ancient, coming from the incomplete seven pillars of the Black Throne. Some came from Xochitl, the Lord of the Staff, and some from Cuauhtémoc, the Lord of the Eagle, but most of them are not complete."

"This person's law comes from the power of the twelve stars of Xochitl, the Lord of the Staff. It is not certain how many holy names he can call upon, but they are all collectively called Star Weavers. They pray to the ancient stars for a response, gain power, and pay a price."

"His previous spells should have come from Altaris, the star of killing and domination. In fact, it controls endless wars and violence. All the spells of the Star Weaver that are related to killing are related to it."

"In addition, there are eleven stars: Seril, Miriam, Ashelia, Firmar, Novaris, Ulton, Leathern, Kalis, Alsain, Serian, and Ophelia. Together, they form the magic network and ether circulation of the Sinsas Snakeman era."

"Be careful," the fairy lady also warned, "Miss Elisa, the Star Weaver's magic is cunning and changeable. All holy names have an opposite domain, but when he casts a spell on one side, he has to sacrifice the other side. The gods of the Xinsas Snake Man era appreciate sacrifice and compensation, and believe that all miracles have a price."

She sent this sentence through Fang He's Dragon Knight System, but her writing style was very different from Fang He's, making it recognizable at a glance.

Elisa turned off the light screen. She had collected enough information. She felt that she was close to the silver steps. Although the surroundings were still quiet and the crystallized trees were silent——

But here, it is already within the coordinate range given by Jita.

The Star Weaver was looking at the spell that was dissipating in his hands in some astonishment.

He looked at the ancient runes on the Staff of Feiminas and the healing wound on his arm, and he had no idea where he had gone wrong.

But just as before, the ancient destiny was silent, the starlight symbolizing Miriam was almost dim, and the vertical lines of the future were in chaos. He had never encountered such a situation before.

"Damn it." Star Weaver cursed inwardly. Since Miriam didn't respond to him, he would try Magic and the Star of Silence. Maybe it would be suitable for this situation.

He reached out for his staff, but at that moment, he felt a chill all over his body. Something was penetrating through the magical protection he had set up all around him.

Without a second thought, Star Weaver turned around and threw the silver knife in that direction.

The knife turned into a beam of silver light under the effect of the spell, but the shadow in the direction it was moving moved, and a slender dagger emerged from it and lightly touched the knife.

A dazzling streak of fire flashed in the darkness, like a golden line, and the knife bent to the side and flew to who knows where.

Elisa jumped out from the shadows, looked down at the scratches on her dagger, and her arm felt numb. This was just a spell cast by the opponent.

And she wasn't sure how the other party detected her - if all spellcasters were so alert, then the Shadow Dancer profession would have no value.

  But the warning spells she knew of almost never made no sound, whether it was the alarm spell or the higher-level surveillance network, or was it the power of the law?

Is it the spell of the twelve stars?

"Yes, this is the power of Ashiriya, the Star of Magic and Silence," a voice sounded from beside her, and the figure of the fairy lady was emerging from beside Alisa and gently landed on her shoulder.

Alyssa was slightly startled. She didn’t expect Miss Fairy to come to her side. She looked at her with some surprise: “Miss Tata?”

"I'll help you," Tata replied softly, "The essence of Ashiriya is protection. It weaves magic into a solid shield. Almost all of its spells are protective."

The Star Weaver naturally couldn't see Miss Tata, but as soon as Alisa diverted her attention, he immediately seized the opportunity - or rather, from the moment Alisa appeared, he never stopped chanting.

Miss Nightingale naturally noticed the other party's little action and threw the dagger in that direction, but it hit a transparent wall in mid-air.

The long dagger hit the wall and bounced back as if pushed back by an invisible force.

At this time, Star Weaver took a step back, grabbed his magic wand, and pointed it at Miss Nightingale: "Star Fire!"

A gray flame ignited from under Miss Nightingale's feet and immediately turned into a circle, leading Elisa in the circle into a world full of illusions.

She seemed to see an endless black field with twelve stars hanging high in the sky, casting down different levels of starlight that shone on the twelve obelisks below.

"Be careful, this is an illusion."

Before Tata finished speaking, the space in front of Alisa split apart and a spike of fire pierced out from it.

Miss Nightingale drew her other dagger and raised it to block - but it was no use.

The flames pierced the blade in her hand and directly touched her chest, piercing through her dark leather armor like a real blade, leaving a deep cut where the bone could be seen.

But without thinking, Elisa raised the dagger and slashed her neck - the Star Weaver not far away saw that the body of the Nightingale she trapped turned into a piece of gravel, and fell to the ground one by one like a dissipating shadow.

At the same time, the shadow appeared beside him, like ink spreading in the air. A figure leaped out from the shadow and stabbed at him with a knife.

Use a substitute to break free from the illusion.

Star Weaver has rarely seen this move, but whether it is Shadow Dancer or Assassin, the number of substitutes is limited. How many times can you play this way?

He raised his magic wand and shouted: "Ancient stars that weave magic and order, show me your power--"

A ray of starlight fell from the sky and landed on him, turning into a silver armor. However, Elisa slashed at the armor with a knife, but it did not move at all.

It just makes the starlight above ripple.

Elisa was quite surprised. She had never fought against a silver-level spellcaster, but this guy's level of protection was probably not far from that of a heavy-armored profession of the same level, right?

She couldn't help but ask, "Ms. Tata, is there any flaw in this spell? I can't hold him back at this rate."

Alisa remembered clearly that all the miracles of the Twelve Planets came at a price.

"The essence of magic is order, but the ether itself tends to be disordered and chaotic, so all magic will eventually become disordered."

Tata replied: "So chaos and disorder are the true face of Aishriya. When you pray to Him for strength, the risk of disorder itself is also accumulating.

“The stronger the order, the greater the risk of disorder.”

The Star Weaver shot three purple beams at Alisa, and she dodged them one by one, but the star weaver hid a beam at the end, and that beam almost hit her left shoulder.

While dodging, she turned her head and asked, "So I just need to keep asking him to cast protective spells until a certain point, and then his own spells will fall apart?"

"I'm afraid not," Miss Fairy shook her head, "but I can try to help you. You need to attack him as much as you can."

"I'll try my best." Miss Nightingale took a breath and replied.

She stepped back, blending into the shadows.

She changed her intention of fighting. Although the warning spell cast by the enemy in the forest could detect her tracks, if she remembered correctly -

The spell itself also comes from the power of Ashiriya.

But the Star Weaver sneered - she had been fooled - although he was still a little surprised that the other party seemed to have realized the basis of the power he used.

  These people are quite knowledgeable, but how could the power of Yasha's injury be so simple?

He used a simple spell to force the opponent into that area, but the moment the opponent retreated and merged back into the shadows, the surrounding barrier spells immediately captured the opponent's whereabouts.

However, his suspicious side still prevailed, causing him to not attack with all his strength, but leaving some room for reaction.

He raised his magic wand and snapped his fingers lightly in that direction.

A ray of gray starlight shot out from his fingertips. The starlight was so faint that it looked like a wisp of gray flame.

It seemed slow but was actually fast, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of Eliza, swallowing up Miss Nightingale in an instant before she could react.

At the moment when the starlight exploded, it turned into a cone of light, turning everything in its path - everything within a hundred and fifty feet extending forward with the Star Weaver as the center - into nothingness.

Within that triangular area, whether it was the crystallized tree trunks, rocks, dead gray vegetation, or even the winding black river, the water rose and evaporated into ash.

The middle section of the entire river dried up, exposing the riverbed. The river water almost stopped flowing for a moment before it flowed back into that area and seeped into the cracked, crystallized soil.

Miss Nightingale just stood there, and her whole body seemed to have turned into a glass statue, cracking little by little, then collapsing and disappearing in the wind.

However, the Star Weaver did not think that he had killed the other party.

"One more time."

He and Alisa counted in their minds at the same time.

A thick black shadow spread out from behind the Star Weaver, and Miss Nightingale jumped out from there again, slashing at the one in front with a knife.

But the Star Weaver raised his magic staff to block. As a spellcaster, he naturally could not withstand the attack of the Nightingale, but a barrier of starlight extended from the intertwined runes.

The dagger slashed at the barrier, and with a flash of light, it bounced Alisa away.

Miss Nightingale's figure split into two in mid-air. This was the first time she used the ability of the Constructed Siren, and it achieved miraculous results.

The Star Weaver was only slightly startled, and was slashed on the left and right by Alyssa, but the Starlight Armor flashed again and blocked the damage.

He raised his staff and shot a beam of gray starlight at one of the shadows, burning it into powder, but Miss Nightingale had already leaped away.

Then he retreated back into the shadows.

The Star Weaver began to have a headache. If Miriam's power was still there, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble - spells of fate and prophecy were the nemesis of these elusive guys.

But now, he had to use barrier spells to roughly determine the opponent's position, but this meant that all spells related to precision could not be cast.

But large-scale and powerful spells related to Altaris often require a very long preparation time. He had just cast one, and he didn't know when he would be able to prepare for the next one.

Moreover, the spells of the barrier system also come from Aishria. Although he can suppress the power of disorder, he cannot be so unscrupulous.

He had to maintain the warning spell only at critical moments.

Elisa once again emerged from the shadows and stabbed him with her knife, but it was also useless, and she was also hit hard by a spell.

But she was not in a hurry and always kept her own pace.

After several rounds of fighting, the starlight armor on the Star Weaver finally dimmed a lot, but Miss Nightingale was also in pain, with several wounds on her body.

One of the spells pierced through her thigh, reducing her mobility significantly and also damaged a plug-in there, causing her to lose the ability to shadow leap.

When the suspicious Star Weaver saw this scene, he finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He glanced at Alyssa gloomily and spoke for the first time: "Don't think I don't know what you are planning, Miss Nightingale."

Elisa was slightly startled. As the elven wizard spoke, he did not stop preparing spells, and the horrible scar on his face grew again.

"Be careful," Tata immediately warned after seeing this scene, "The power of killing and domination comes from physical pain. He is about to use the power of Eltaris——"

Miss Nightingale naturally knew that the more lethal the spells were, the longer they required to prepare. If she retreated now, she would be seeking death.

What she wants to do is to interrupt the other party——

But the Star Weaver sneered: "You want to make me fall into a state of magical disorder? You don't know that the price of the ancient stars does not necessarily need to be borne by the caster himself."

"When I transform those disordered energies into spells, the one who truly pays the price is only you—"

"I can carefully calculate the balance between them and keep it within the limits that I can accommodate. What about you?"

"You are just a Nightingale, and you want to compete with me in computing power? Isn't that a bit too far-fetched?"

He raised his magic wand in a triumphant gesture and shouted, "Now I will let you see the true power of Aesiriya, the ancient stars that weave magic and silence - the high wall!"

But just as the Star Weaver recited the last spell, his expression suddenly changed.

A terrifying pressure descended from above their heads. The gray starlight seemed to part the clouds, hanging down from the dome and forming a wall of starlight.

The flowing wall seemed to divide the world into two, and not even shadows could pass through it - it formed a ring, as if to protect the Star Weaver within.

But just when the spell was about to be completed, the starlight suddenly went out.

The wall was like a sheet of glowing sand. It twisted and lost its structure, then flickered once and was blown away by the wind.

All magic will eventually fall into disorder.

What happened? For the first time, sweat appeared on the Star Weaver's forehead. He clearly felt that his spell had been disintegrated from the foundation, and his magic power was becoming disordered.

The disordered magic power penetrated his magic furnace and almost immediately backfired on him.

"Ancient Ashiriya!"

The Star Weaver roared and tried to regain control of the starlight, but it was no use. The magic left his control and even the ancient stars were silent.

Just like Miriam.

Star Weaver's face turned pale as he finally realized what was happening. Someone in the etheric realm was fighting with him for control over magic and order.

The opponent ruthlessly broke the balance he had carefully constructed with meticulous calculations, deceived his perception, and disintegrated his magical order from the bottom up.

  But who can do it?

Even the spellcaster himself can only use magic to break the opponent's spell. Unless it is the creatures living in the ether and the sea of ​​light, they can interfere with the order of magic from the ether world.

  But the other party?

Star Weaver's face turned extremely bad. He raised his head and looked at Alyssa with an extremely ridiculous expression - and then he finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

But it was only a nightingale.

He would rather die by smashing his head against the statue of Angela than believe that a nightingale was more gifted in magic than himself, and could even compete with him on the Sea of ​​Ether to calculate the balance and disorder of magic power.

But where the Star Weaver couldn't see, Miss Tata was sitting quietly on Alisa's shoulder, looking at him with silver eyes.

The Ether Dragon Soul is a creature from the sea of ​​light.

And in this world, no one can surpass her in computing power——

She was quietly reminding Alyssa: "Be careful, he has another spell ready."

Miss Nightingale nodded.

Starweaver does have one more spell in the works.

On the Staff of Phimnas, the spell woven in the shadows had absorbed all of his pain and was transforming into a gray flame that was sweeping towards the two of them.

Altaris's power comes from sacrifice and suffering.

The injuries caused by the disordered magic turned out to be an opportunity for him to complete the spell.

The scar on Star Weaver's face almost expanded by one third again, but this spell did not come from his own will - the disorder of magic made him unable to control his spell.

The gushing gray flames locked onto Alisa, and this time the range of the radial spell was reduced by about one third.

But it still took away Miss Nightingale's last substitute -

Alisa was also injured in this disordered spell, because she lost the ability of shadow leap and part of the power of the spell hit her.

The frenzied magic power directly tore her magic armor apart, leaving shocking bright red and charred burn marks all over her right arm.

But she gritted her teeth, rushed out of the gray flames, and seized the opportunity to slash at the Star Weaver in front of her.

The first sword hit the opponent's magic furnace's shield heavily. The disordered magic power caused the opponent's magic furnace to lose about two-thirds of its effect, but the passive shield still existed.

Alisa split into three and activated the Siren Construct's ability once again.

The Star Weaver finally came to his senses at this moment, and immediately activated a gem on his robe - as a Silver Rank, he naturally couldn't be without a trump card of his own.

This gem came from the temple of Anjina, and it was his last means of saving his life. To be honest, it wasn't anything new, it was just a magic storage gem.

The power of mortals all comes from the magic furnace. Once the magic furnace is damaged, most of their power will be lost. At this moment, although the magic furnace of the Star Weaver is not damaged -

But the core crystal inside was filled with disordered magic that he could not mobilize at all, and it was almost the same as if it was damaged.

But this magic storage gem can provide him with an external source of magic power for a short period of time. Although the duration is not long, it is enough for him to deal with the current situation.

The Star Weaver was well aware that his abilities all came with a price, so it was impossible for him not to prepare for it in advance. He just felt a little sad about the value of the gem.

This thing is considered a legendary item. The price of legendary equipment in the market is very high, and the price of rare items is several times that of ordinary equipment.

Even for him, his heart would bleed every time he used this thing.

However, once the magic power returned to his control, the Star Weaver immediately raised the Staff of Nonminas and pierced through the opponent's two clones with two spells.

He watched as Elisa's clone turned into ashes in mid-air, feeling somewhat surprised - the abilities of the nightingale in front of him were always full of weirdness.

He had never seen the ability of this clone in other similar professionals, and he still couldn't understand how the other party destroyed the balance of his magic.

After his magic power became disordered, he lost the favor of Ashelia, and he could not use spells of the same type for at least one month.

What made the Star Weaver very depressed was that he only mastered five Holy Names in total, and since fighting with these people, he had inexplicably lost two abilities.

Since he was promoted to the Silver Rank, he had never fought such a frustrating battle.

He turned around and tried to capture the movements of Elisa's body, but because the barrier spell failed and the Star of Destiny was silent, he almost lost the basic means to deal with the Shadow Dancer.

And it was at that moment that Alisa appeared beside him again and slashed at his shield.

The Star Weaver's reaction was surprisingly not slow. After all, he was at the Silver Rank, and his basic attributes far exceeded those of ordinary spellcasters. He raised his magic wand and threw an instant spell at Alyssa.

Miss Nightingale had to move aside.

The spell flew past her chest and hit the crystallized tree behind her, blasting it to pieces.

However, as soon as she let go, the two clones behind the Star Weaver that had been dispersed by him suddenly merged together again and turned into human forms.

They raised their daggers again and stabbed him from behind.

  Substitution!

At that moment, even with Star Weaver's usual silent character, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed - he had never heard of any clone spell that could allow the clone to master the abilities of the original body.

What's more, Stand is the core ability of Shadow Dancer and Assassin. If the opponent has mastered this, why not master Shadow Leap as well?

However, the two clones quickly answered his questions.

They pierced the Star Weaver's shield but failed to penetrate it, then immediately transformed into shadows on the left and right, and once again separated and went around him on both sides.

The Star Weaver finally couldn't bear it anymore. He slammed the Staff of Feiminas into the ground, and a gray flame spread from under his feet.

Wherever the flames passed, everything turned to ashes. Even the two shadows flashed slightly and shattered to the ground in an instant, but they immediately tried to mend again.

But the gray flames followed them and immediately burned them to ashes again.

"Filmare, Taboo and Doomsday Star," Miss Fairy saw this scene and immediately warned, "Be careful, this is a spell that costs life, blood for blood, tooth for tooth, never let it touch you."

Fortunately, Alisa just stepped away.

But the Star Weaver was half-kneeling on the ground. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but snorted coldly and gritted his teeth and said, "Where are you escaping to?"

  He held the Staff of Feiminas tightly in one hand and rested the other hand on his chest. The color on his face almost completely faded, turning terribly pale:

"Filmal, Lord of Doom and Taboo, obey my command and use the blood of all the undead to bring destruction to my enemies."

The gray flames immediately rose high.

Alisa looked at this scene with some surprise, but heard the somewhat anxious voice of the fairy lady beside her:

"Doomsday spell, Alyssa, be careful——"

Miss Nightingale had just reacted when she felt her feet shake slightly.

Then the whole valley shook violently.

Within a few kilometers, a low roar could be heard from beneath the entire forest, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

On the other side of the battlefield, Fang He naturally also felt the power of this spell, but now he didn't have time to care about the battle situation on Miss Nightingale's side.

Because the field of laws unfolded by AshClaw has once again enveloped him and others, and this time - it was still Daryl who first stood in front of the Silver Step.

AshClaw also felt the aura of the doomsday spell.

  He stood in front of everyone and glanced in that direction with some surprise. Was the Star Weaver going to use his most powerful skill so soon?

In his opinion, the other party was not such a decisive person.

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