Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 180 Is the dawn after the starlight?
The girl stood on the ground, looking up at the falling starry sky. The torrents of the elements gathered into a fierce storm, blowing the sacred robes, making them flutter. Her soft hair also fluttered like flags, guiding the direction of the coming light.

Endless magic power gathered here, the surging power surged in the girl's eyebrows, palms and every white fingertip. The spiral airflow spread outward in circles with the girl as the center, repelling all impure things. Only pure magic power could exist, and driven by the girl's will and belief, it formed the most violent release.

The lantern on her waist swayed endlessly, and the flame flickered like starlight. Olvera gently held up the holy book in her hand. At the same time, a vague figure gradually emerged behind her. The chisel in the hand of the ancient sculptor chiseled out the outline and shaved off the dust, finally outlining the appearance of a young man. The cold brow and calm expression made people feel a little afraid, but also inexplicably at ease.

[You have awakened the remaining breath in the holy book, and the phantom of the ancient hero has descended here. ]

In his mind, Alice's excited voice came again after a long absence: "Lingge, what are you still standing there for! Olvera needs your strength, why don't you go and help!?"

"I can see that."

After a brief conversation, the hero's phantom took a step forward, tilted his head slightly, and looked as if asking her if she was ready. Olvera received great encouragement from his eyes, nodded vigorously, and stepped aside to make room.

Thus, the princess who defied fate and the phantom of the ancient hero stood side by side, each reaching out a hand to press on the floating holy book. The next moment, countless complex and profound dark blue magic runes emerged from the pages of the holy book, and flowed out from the palms of the two people, surrounding their sides, forming a visible torrent of magic.

Olvera had never felt her body so relaxed. Although she was carrying infinite magical powers, she could not feel their weight. Instead, she felt like she was strolling in the center of a storm, letting the raging winds gently pass through her fingers; or she was wandering freely in the ocean of molten lava, smelling warm breath between her breathing... Elements gathered, magic surged, the hem of her sacred robe was fluttering, the cuffs painted with delicate spell lines were rustling, and the hood with white feathers sewn on it was also floating upwards, like a real bird about to spread its wings and soar.

There is no need to chant, just imagine that picture in your mind, and the elves born with the elements will respond to your call and grant you the power of destruction and creation.

The elemental energy that had been accumulated for a long time finally found an outlet to vent, and it could not wait to let out a deafening roar, bursting out like a surging mountain torrent. In an instant, the dark blue magic tide swept over, annihilating all sounds on the ground in an instant, making all movement return to silence, and then it rushed towards the sky in a mighty manner, fiercely colliding with the entire sea of ​​falling stars.

Five different elements converge and separate, releasing the power of magic.

The element of water is an inexhaustible torrent, roaring and rushing, while bringing with it extreme low temperatures that cover the soul. As the great river of heaven surges past, the biting cold ice spews out like the breath from the mouth of a snow-capped beast. In the blink of an eye, it freezes a large area of ​​spreading starlight, and solidifies the bright light into branches and twigs of ice crystals. It also looks like an endless glacier frozen from the sky to the ground, magnificent and beautiful.

The element of fire is the erupting magma. The volcano buried deep underground roared angrily, forcing all living beings to face its wrath of destruction. In an instant, the earth shook violently, and hideous cracks tore open. Thick pillars of fire rose like volcanic eruption pillars, burning the void and causing it to twist and shatter. The thousands of pillars of fire are the thousands of meteors that hit the sky from the ground. After the terrifying impact, the white diamond-like gems were melted with astonishingly high temperatures, leaving only the still boiling star debris falling from the sky. The element of light is pure purification. Countless glimmering rune arrays appeared in the higher sky, occupying all vision at an astonishing speed. The pure element of light gathered in the center of the rune array. The flowing trajectory formed a rune line surrounding the entire array, and finally dropped the extremely contracted beam bombardment. Thousands of exploding beams of light fell at the same time, instantly penetrating the falling sea of ​​stars, annihilating and purifying everything within the range of the beams - whether it was stars, darkness, or dust and gravel, all of them were reduced to nothingness.

The wind element was a merciless harvest, compressed to the point of being almost materialized, and the blue wind gushed out. The magnificent elemental torrent shuttled through the storm, and finally formed a huge tornado that reached the sky and penetrated the earth. Its edge was composed of countless wind blades, which were trembling all the time, cutting the air and making a low hum. The invisible giant's hand waved the sword made of the wind of heaven and earth, slowly sweeping across, and finally split the entire sea of ​​stars in two. The flat gap in the middle was as shocking and spectacular as a mountain-through-sea split, and countless starlights were like debris and dust scattered.

The element of thunder exploded wildly, and countless wild thunders fell in the already dark world. The color was too pure and condensed, and even changed from the original blue to a more condensed gold. The golden divine thunder in the sky opened up the sea of ​​stars like opening up the eternal chaos. It still did not exhaust all its power when it reached the ground. The remaining force continued to bombard each towering tower, instantly smashing the towering towers, tearing and collapsing the solid walls, and the ancient stone bricks wailed and hit the ground with a violent and endless sound like a torrential rain.

There was a roar everywhere. Everywhere in sight was the rampage and destruction of the elements. The towers collapsed one after another, annihilating the shadows illuminated by the stars one after another, as if foreshadowing that this space had reached its limit and was about to be destroyed. Only the ground under Olvera's feet was still intact, as if the elements that were venting and releasing had consciously avoided this place, making the flames in the lanterns particularly eye-catching, as if someone had lit a light outside the curtain to let the audience see the disaster that was perishing more clearly.

[Elemental Torrent: The supreme magic that can only be released by the legendary hero Linger. It is the absolute secret of the sacred magic book and the embodiment of the infinite power of the elemental ruler. It launches a 120-second saturation bombardment of magic elements on the target area, causing 1-9999 times of magic damage; the magic power released during the duration is constant at 10% of the original power, the cooling time and chanting time are constant at 0, and the magic power consumption is constant at 1MP. The final amount of magic released is determined by the basic ability value and the upper limit of the MP value; each hit magic will add the effect of "Corrosion Mark·Element" to the target in the area, increasing the magic damage it receives by 0.1%. This effect can be stacked, and the upper limit of the number of layers is 9999. ]

The lights of countless falling stars will eventually be annihilated by the endless gushing elements. This extremely magnificent scene is like the collision of two meteor showers. One comes from the sky, and the pure and brilliant white symbolizes the empty emotions born from illusions; the other comes from the ground, and the brilliant and complex light carries the worldly people's longing for their loved ones.

The speed of missing someone is the speed of light. When people's missing someone exceeds light, the meteors on the ground will swallow up the meteors in the sky, causing the ocean of infinite light to gradually dim and return to the peaceful silence under the long-lasting waves. To the naked eye, the lighthouses on the sea have turned off their lights one after another, preparing to welcome the arrival of dawn.

The stars in the sky are extinguishing one by one, but there is still a residual glimmer like the dawn of the sky. The confusion, bewilderment and sadness that once existed all flickered in the fragments of memory and disappeared without a trace. The girl on the ground looked at the phantom of her past. The falling light fragments at this moment were like the debris of fireworks, beautiful and desolate.

"you lose."

She said every word.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)