Chapter 482: Chapter D178: Explosion!_2
The fierce gale attacked, but at the moment it touched the girl’s skin, it changed course. The colorless wind was stained with a dim gray-black, like a fortress of steel, protecting her at the center.
[Hero activates skill: Agility, high-level Element – Wind]
[Hero activates Equipment skill: Depraved Wind, gaining status: Aerial Dance]
The distant call of friends came from behind, but the Hero did not look back.
Unbeknownst to her, a crystal-clear Ice Core had already formed above her head, while the elegant Housekeeper in the convoy below was nowhere to be seen.
A massive vortex of Magic Cloud continued to expand, with the eye of the wind at its center consuming everything like a collapsing black hole.
The Hero said nothing, and the Gleaming Scale Serpent that followed her did not dissuade her either, merely watching as the Queen clenched her fist, flames blazing brightly on her Finger Claw.
Then, propelled by the cold gray-black Raging Wind, the girl transformed into a stream of light, breaking through the layers of clouds ever faster, charging straight towards the center of the vortex without hesitation.
[Hero activates skill: Acceleration]
Under the gray sky that blocked out the sun, her faint light was so small, like the most distant star in the night sky, almost invisible.
After entering the center of the vortex, the light was completely swallowed, as if devoured by the merciless darkness, never to shine again.
The Fourteenth Princess watched the disappearance of the light in a trance—
The next moment, a streak of dawn broke through the sky, a burst of light piercing the dark vortex.
Then, the starlight reignited, the brilliant Dawnlight swept across the sky.
[Hero activates skill: Dawn Break, Sacrifice]
[Good or Evil? (50+ Good) (This is the judgment of Commandment Principles, affecting the Hero’s mode of death)]
D75 = d75(11) = 11
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
After rushing into the pitch-dark turbulence, the Hero seemed to plunge into an abyss of nothingness.
There was no roar of the wind all around, nor any sound, only endless silence.
However, amidst this tranquility, a vibrant tableau slowly unfurled in her mind.
She saw towering trees, lively beasts, heard the mingling of insect chirps and bird calls; undoubtedly, this was a lush forest teeming with life, exuding abundant Vitality.
Despite no real evidence of this scene, the Hero clearly understood that this was how the forest she was in would look like years after it had been ravaged by storms.
The fresh air was filled with dense Magic Elements, purer than before. The once terrifying Catastrophe left no scars, as if it had never descended.
The creatures here had long since forgotten it, fully enjoying the more comfortable environment, thriving in the dense forest.
Death brought rebirth.
Soon after, another tableau unrolled slowly in her heart.
She saw humankind stepping into this forest, cutting down trees, burning shrubs, tilling the soil; they bore Hope, laughing and singing together, sprinkling the blood and flesh of Magic Creatures, the powder of Magic Crystal Stones upon the ground.
As time passed, patches of golden wheat fields gradually appeared on this once lifeless land. Waves of wheat swayed with the wind, like a sea of gold, rippling with the joy of harvest.
The gentle breeze stirred the wheat waves, bringing Hope to countless lives.
Destruction brought harvest.
This is Good.
Do you know Evil?
1. Yes
2. No♛
D2 = d2(2) = 2
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
The Hero, waking from her daze, focused her Emerald Eyes and saw the things before her.
At the center of the Magic Cloud Undercurrent, the deepest part of the eye of the cloud vortex was a seemingly tangible mass of slow-moving cloud.
The Hero, experienced in flying, knew well that clouds, although appearing like cotton candy from the ground, were not solid; they were actually a combination of vapor and particulates, a denser fog that lacked any real tactile sensation even when flown into.
But now, as the Hero observed this cloud up close, it still gave a sense of being almost within reach.
‘Forging clouds… No wonder the Forging Master had such an idea.’
Perceiving the true nature of the cloud, the Hero clenched her Finger Claw, only half-aware.
An ultra-high-density uncontrolled Magic Power condensate, that was the cloud, revealing the true nature of the Magic Cloud Undercurrent.
Life absorbs Magic Elements from the air, harmonizes it with its own Life Force and spiritual power, and gains Magic Power.
So, is Magic Element, and Magic Power, truly a substance? Do they possess mass or weight? The Hero didn’t know the answers to these profound questions, but the scenario before her suggested that even if Magic Power had weight, it must be minuscule, light beyond measure.
The Four-winged King, or perhaps the Black Gate, gathered the uncontrolled Magic Power surrounding the Ancient Royal City of the Western Realm, fused it, and released it into the aerial route.
These highly condensed Magic Power Blocks dispersed across the Kingdom like dandelions in the wind, decompressing automatically when stimulated or when reaching areas with sparse Magic Elements.
The excessively concentrated Magic Power Blocks would absorb surrounding Magic Elements, forming a vortex, creating massive destruction like a collapse, until the energy was completely released.
The difficulty in perceiving lies in the fact that highly condensed Magic Power, in a stable state, does not emit much fluctuation, and when Floating Ships navigating the sky routes detect anomalies, collisions are often inevitable.
The Magic Furnace of Floating Ships relies on Magic Crystal Stones as fuel, effectively forming a huge source of Magic Power, and upon colliding with such high-density Magic Power Blocks, it causes violent explosions that the vortex swiftly expands, consuming everything within its reach.