Chapter 65: Poetry And Music

“Multiple Combination · Upper Magic – Symphony of Resonant Poems!”

Augustus’s holy-chant-like voice directly drowned out the howling wind around him.

As soon as the words fell, the silver-white multi-combination magic circle beneath his feet rose directly into the air.

The magic circle swelled with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it surpassed the two-kilometer-long Crusade Army formation that had been there at the start.

Then, the magic circle split into three in midair.

Around each enormous main circle, countless smaller magic circles densely clustered.

These were the First Movement, the Second Movement, and the Third Movement.

The three parts joined together to form the complete chapter of “Symphony of Resonant Poems.”

The three super-huge magic circles hovered above the Church Nation Crusade Army’s left, center, and right, nearly covering half the sky.

The entire Crusade Army, including the adjutant, stared wide-eyed at the three magic circles radiating terrifying pressure, feeling like their hearts were about to leap out of their throats.

If this attack succeeded, they would have a way to survive.

The next instant.

The three huge magic circles in the air began to operate furiously.

Buzz—

The air was filled with the high-frequency vibration of the hum.

Then.

Countless fine, brilliant laser beams, carrying various elemental attributes, shot out from the magic circle’s patterns.

These lasers were dense and covered the sky, flying directly over the Crusade Army’s heads and crazily shooting toward the distant Ice Snow Dragon.

Each laser that struck the Ice Snow Dragon’s massive body erupted with an extremely dazzling light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosions connected into one continuous roar; it was impossible to count how many there were.

The Ice Snow Dragon’s mountain-like body was instantly swallowed by endless light explosions and thick smoke.

A huge shockwave blasted all the surrounding snow into the sky.

Snow chunks and ice shards flew everywhere.

In just the blink of an eye, the entire area had completely turned into an ocean of explosions.

However, this was not over yet.

After completing the first round of laser volleys, the three huge magic circles in the air began to slowly converge toward the center.

The left and right magic circles floated directly toward the middle one.

The three magic circles finally merged into one.

Layer upon layer overlapping.

The patterns interlocked, becoming extremely complex.

The blinding light made it impossible to look directly at it.

Augustus gripped his staff with one hand and thrust it forward fiercely.

The ultimate magic circle, now fused into one, carried an overwhelming momentum, plunging straight into the thick smoke that enveloped the Ice Snow Dragon in the distance.

The moment the magic circle entered the smoke.

Time seemed to stand still for half a second.

Then.

A sound several times more terrifying than all the previous explosions combined exploded with a bang.

Boom—!!!

A visible white shockwave swept across the ground.

The sword-and-shield soldiers at the front of the Crusade Army were slammed by the shockwave; their shields nearly flew out of their hands.

Many were directly knocked over, falling flat on their backs in the snow.

The ground kept shaking violently.

No one could stand steady.

The adjutant clung tightly to a nearby boulder, staring unblinkingly at the distant smoke and dust.

Did it die?

‘Did it die?’

In everyone’s minds, that question emerged at the same time.

The cold wind still howled.

But the battlefield had fallen into an eerie silence.

The surviving sword-and-shield soldiers, the magic units in the rear, and the lancers and Dragon Swordsmen around them all held their breath, staring fixedly at the huge smoke cloud in the distance.

There was no movement from inside the smoke.

No roar.

No struggle.

Nothing.

Then.

Sparse, ragged breathing and the laughter of survival after the disaster gradually rose from the formation.

“Victory… we won!”

Someone shouted first.

Several sword-and-shield soldiers immediately went weak in the legs, collapsing onto the snow, gasping the cold air.

They were too exhausted.

Their magic power and physical strength had almost been completely drained.

The adjutant also let out a long breath and turned to look at Augustus.

“Elder Lord, we succe—”

However, his words caught in his throat before they could finish.

In the distance.

The thick smoke was being blown away little by little by the wind.

Just as the smoke had not yet fully dispersed.

In the center.

A faint blue light suddenly flickered to life.

At first, the light was extremely dim.

But in an instant, it became blindingly bright.

The temperature around them plummeted.

The moisture in the air even condensed into tiny ice crystals, pelting people’s faces with a sharp sting.

“W-What is that?”

A soldier pointed ahead in terror.

As soon as the adjutant saw that blue light, every hair on his body stood on end.

He recognized that light.

Just moments ago.

They had experienced it once.

It was the light emitted when the Ice Snow Dragon gathered ice-attribute mana in its throat.

That was…

A Dragon Breath!

“It’s not dead! The Ice Snow Dragon is not dead!”

The adjutant screamed, his voice nearly cracking.

That sound was especially piercing in the silent battlefield.

The sword-and-shield soldiers who had collapsed on the ground shuddered at the sound and scrambled back to their feet.

They stared at the increasingly dazzling blue light in the smoke.

Their eyes held nothing but despair.

“How can this be… even an attack like that didn’t work?”

“It’s over… we’re all going to die here.”

The front-line battalion commander wiped the blood from his face, raised his longsword high, and roared in anger.

“Stand up!”

“Raise your shields!”

“Erect barriers!”

“Protect the Elder Lord!”

The remaining sword-and-shield soldiers mechanically raised their shields.

They had no magic power left in their bodies.

From now on.

They could only burn their life force to hold on.

Everyone knew this was futile.

But no one stepped back.

The blue light grew stronger.

The Ice Snow Dragon’s massive head slowly emerged from the smoke.

It opened its huge mouth.

Deep in its throat, the ice-blue orb had expanded to its limit.

It could spew at any moment.

The aura of destruction locked onto the entire Church Nation Crusade Army.

At this critical moment.

From the front flank of the Crusade Army formation.

A figure suddenly burst out.

That figure was slender and petite.

Wearing a pure white base with blue-trimmed Priest Steward Uniform.

Her silver-gray twin tails were pulled taut by the fierce wind.

It was Dolores.

In her eyes, from beginning to end, there was only the huge Ice Snow Dragon in the distance.

Dolores’s toes slammed into the snow.

Bang!

The snow exploded into a huge crater.

Using this terrifying rebound force.

Her speed instantly shot to the maximum.

No flashy magic effects.

Only pure physical strength, enhanced by magic power.

Dolores turned into a white blur, sprinting like crazy along the ground.

Too fast.

The soldiers of the Crusade felt only a gust of wind passing before their eyes.

They couldn’t even make out the silhouette.

Dolores had already charged into the still-not-fully-dispersed smoke.

The Ice Snow Dragon was tilting its neck upward, ready to spew the Dragon Breath from its throat.

It had paid no attention to the insects on the ground.

And it didn’t notice.

From the side.

That tiny figure closing in at extreme speed.

Dolores rushed up to the side of the Ice Snow Dragon.

Still without any slowdown.

She concentrated all the power in her body onto her shoulder.

And slammed into it hard.