The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Thinking of this, he abruptly opened the tent, discerned the direction, and prepared to head straight over.

Just at that moment, in the dark, gloomy space behind him, a beam of light suddenly streaked across the sky, illuminating his world as if it were a field of white snow, followed by an extremely grand, loud, deafening, and soul-stirring sound from the mountains, the entire mountain range beneath his feet seeming to tremble from the vibration.

When Dorlay heard this sound, it was as if someone had struck his heart fiercely, his vision darkening, and he almost lost his footing; this sound seemed to have crashed into the depths of his heart.

Rumbling sounds echoed endlessly, reverberating wildly in the valley, wave after wave of sound reflecting from all directions.

He hurriedly knelt down and turned to look towards the mountains.

In the distance, in the mountains, thick clouds had accumulated for who knows how long, and now they were completely ready; a streak of light had just flashed through the air, the afterimage just disappearing.

Beneath the black clouds, that fiery figure was now rising again from below, the aura around her body seeming somewhat dimmed, but she was still very tenacious.

Dorlay thought, "The Heavenly Tribulation has begun."

When the Heavenly Tribulation begins, apart from life forms of a certain level, no other creature can directly look at it; Dorlay was no exception. After the first Heavenly Lightning struck, he could still glance at it, but after the second glance, he was suppressed by the intense pressure and dared not look up. That feeling was as if he was facing imminent disaster at any moment.

This path in the sky is impassable; I can only go by land.

Just then, a second, extremely fierce thunderclap came from afar, the enormous sound directly slamming into his heart. Dorlay felt his vision darken and almost passed out.

He staggered, not even turning his head, and directly tumbled down the mountain.

The higher up, the stronger the transmission of the sound vibrations, better to go down the mountain.

The Heavenly Tribulation is too intense.

At this time, the mountains were silent, except for the sound of the Heavenly Tribulation, there was not even the sound of the wind.

Crack.

The third Heavenly Tribulation arrived quickly, the loud noise shaking the heavens and the earth again. Dorlay, still in mid-air, was directly shaken into a dizzy state, his feet softened, and he rolled down the mountain.

Fortunately, he quickly struggled to steady himself, adjusted his state, quickly grabbed the small tree next to him, and hurried downwards.

Too wretched.

Dorlay had never felt the road down the mountain to be so long.

Before long, he came to the valley in a panic, found a gentle place, and quietly lay on the ground, not daring to move.

The Heavenly Tribulation will last for some time, the intensity of the Heavenly Tribulation being determined according to the size of individual strength. The lowest will be struck twenty-seven times, and the highest will be struck eighty-one times. The power on that bird's body is so strong, it will be at least forty-odd times, and the Heavenly Tribulation will become more and more intense as it goes on. Now it's just the beginning.

With wave after wave of vibrations, Dorlay felt quite uncomfortable.

No wonder the deeper you go into the mountainous areas, the stronger the creatures are. If they weren't strong, they wouldn't be able to withstand others undergoing Heavenly Tribulation.

However, Dorlay has discovered in the past few days that even many fourth-level and fifth-level creatures seem to have run to the periphery of Mount Evil Spirit, most likely because some creature is undergoing Tribulation, and they are afraid they won't be able to withstand it.

Rumble, crackle.

The huge vibrating sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Dorlay felt as if he was being hit by a large hammer, this power from heaven and earth was not only aimed at his physical body, but also at his spirit, but it should not have any effect on ordinary creatures, at most they might feel it was a little louder. The most powerful part of the Heavenly Tribulation is still the pressure from heaven and earth, which is aimed at creatures with intelligence and spiritual power.

Dorlay didn't dare to release his spiritual power, looking at the sky with a lifeless expression.

At this time, he felt something, raised his head, and glanced into the distance. There was a group of magical beasts, like him, lying in the gullies, not daring to move.

He didn't have time to look in his panic just now, he didn't expect there to be so many neighbors.

He counted them, a full dozen powerful magical beasts of different races, lying obediently on the ground, not daring to move at all, each only daring to roll their eyes, not daring to move.

Every time the lightning struck in the sky, their bodies trembled once, feeling particularly funny.

Dorlay himself was the same.

The Heavenly Tribulation struck from dawn to dusk, and had not yet ended, and the Heavenly Tribulation became more and more powerful, shaking Dorlay so much that he dared not look up.

He didn't know how long had passed, but as the last Heavenly Tribulation struck, the pressure of heaven and earth began to slowly dissipate.

Dorlay had not experienced the Heavenly Tribulation, and at this time, he felt that the creatures below him began to run in all directions, and several creatures even ran towards him.

"It's over?" He suddenly raised his head, only to see three fox-like things rapidly approaching him.

As the pressure of heaven and earth ended, Dorlay's spiritual power returned to normal, he immediately jumped up, the staff appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, spiritual power surged wildly, the surrounding wind rose sharply, and huge wind blades formed around him. At the same time, arcs of electricity appeared on his left hand, which was not holding the staff.

Swish swish swish, the wind blades flew out directly, and the electric arcs were also thrown out by him.

When the three foxes saw this, they jumped among the trees, opened their mouths and spat out pink energy towards Dorlay.

Seeing this, Dorlay jumped backwards, and at the same time, wind blades kept forming around him, smashing towards the pink energy balls in the air.

The wind blades whistled, colliding and exploding with the pink energy balls in the air, immediately forming circles of energy shock waves.

At this time, Dorlay's lightning had also been successful, the powerful lightning directly penetrated the pink energy, hitting one of the foxes, immediately convulsing all over, with patches of black appearing on its body, and then it fell to the ground.

Dorlay was a little dazed, dealing with this kind of fast-moving thing, lightning-based wizardry is still easy to use, fast speed, strong power, almost unavoidable.

However, at this time, when the two foxes saw that one of the foxes had been struck down, they were immediately frightened and fled into the mountains, quickly disappearing.

Dorlay stopped, looking around vigilantly.

After a moment, he felt that the hostility had disappeared, and then he slowed down.

The levels of these foxes are not very high, only just reaching the third level of strength, and one of them was injured by him in one encounter.

He came to the injured fox, flicked his finger, and a lightning bolt was generated again, like a lightning arrow, shooting into the fox's body.

The lightning penetrated the fox's body, directly shooting through it.

The fox twitched and then made no sound.

Dorlay thought for a while, his lightning power seemed to be a little greater than others, could it be because of the staff? He picked up the staff and took a look. The lightning-struck locust wood itself is very strong, coupled with the Heavenly Lightning Divine Intent within it, Dorlay's attainments in the lightning system are indeed stronger than the pure wind and water systems.

Dorlay didn't think so much, held the fox's body in his hand, glanced around, discerned the direction, and headed out of the mountains.

It was very smooth when entering, and it was not difficult to go out. Dorlay did not encounter any other more powerful creatures, and after solving a few ignorant fellows, he came to the last mountain.

This trip out was considered relatively smooth.

He was about to go down the mountain, but keenly felt a slight movement coming from behind him. Just as he turned around, his face was slightly unsightly. A wizard wearing a black magic robe was standing not far from him, silently and without knowing when.