But that's all.

The silver dragon lowered his eyes, and under the vigilant gaze of the human arcane masters, he said to their leader: "You continue, I am just passing by."

After that, the silver dragon looked at the war situation with great interest and became a spectator amidst the strong wind.

"There are a lot of spellcasters here."

Garen looked at the figures of the arcane masters one by one.

The number of warriors on the earth is more than 10,000, while the number of spellcasters in the sky is about 1,000.

Regardless of the quality, the number of more than a thousand spellcasters made Garen a little frightened.

Under normal circumstances, such an army would not be able to have so many spellcasters.

At the same time, after knowing that Garen was not the savior of the orcs, Iolum relaxed a little, but he still remained wary of this powerful silver dragon.

"Continue the attack!"

"Don't let any of the orcs go."

After receiving Iolum's order, the arcanists spared no effort in releasing spells.

The casualties of the orcs increased sharply.

The Grand Arcanist, who had legendary strength in Garen's eyes, took a deep breath.

Strong magic power burst out from his small human body.

Amidst the obscure chanting of incantations, Garen could clearly feel the vibrations of the magic network around him, and countless elemental energies were connected to the Grand Arcanist through the magic network.

The ten-ring legendary arcana·Splitting Mountain!

Boom!

Amidst the noise as if the earth was shattering, the towering violent peak began to shake violently.

at the same time.

The huge mountain peak of more than 5,000 meters high seemed to be affected by an irresistible force. The mountain collapsed with terrifying cracks, which even extended directly to the earth. The huge cracks swallowed countless orcs.

And the spell isn't over yet.

collapse!

The magic net trembled violently, and then under the desperate eyes of the orcs and the yearning eyes of other arcanists, half of the mountainside peak shattered from the inside out.

Enshrouded in endless dust, huge rocks flew up one after another, like countless small meteorites, drawing dangerous and fatal arcs in the air, carrying destructive kinetic energy, and falling towards the sky like goddesses scattering flowers.

the surrounding land.

Boom, boom, boom!

The earth is shattered, and dense, deep pits keep appearing.

For a while, a dull roar that shot straight into the sky was heard.

The orcs were drowned by the torrent caused by the collapse of the mountain.

As for the human warriors among them, when the Grand Arcanist was preparing his spells, they had been taken to the sky by other Arcanists through spells such as Featherfall, away from the deadly place.

When the aftermath of the spell gradually subsided.

There are also some extremely tenacious orcs struggling to get out of countless rubbles.

But what awaits them is the sword edge of human warriors.

Garen looked at the huge broken mountain peak with a look of astonishment on his face.

The power of the spell this guy cast was much greater than Garen thought.

"Is it because of the existence of the magic network?"

The silver dragon closed his eyes slightly and carefully sensed the magic network between heaven and earth.

With the magic net, the caster can more easily mobilize elemental energy, and the power of the spells that can be constructed is greatly enhanced.

Phew...a small fireball emerged between Garen's dragon claws.

"Well, it does contain more fire element energy."

Garen blinked, held the small fireball and detonated it.

puff!

In the subtle explosion, Garen felt the power of the fireball technique, which was at least three points stronger than the fireball technique he had cast on the Noah continent and the planet Kara.

"The magic net is really a good thing."

"However, the legendary spell seems to cause some damage to the magic network."

Garen's eyes bloomed with elemental aura, and he saw the magic network between the sky and the earth.

He saw that due to Iolum's legendary spell, the magic network connected to him had some signs of breakage and damage, but it was repaired as before in an instant.

at the same time.

After annihilating the orcs here, the Grand Arcanist raised his head again and stared at the silver dragon high in the sky.

"Your Majesty Zhenlong, I wonder where you are from?"

Iolum flew high into the sky wrapped in the radiance of the spell, stopped in front of Garen, asked with a friendly look on his face.
Chapter completed!