Chapter XVI: The Oracle
"Unas ...... You're old......"
Ozmandis stared at the blazing flames, the light in his eyes seemed to burn, and his eyes were so bright in the dark night that he seemed to be able to see through everything.
As his telekinesis radiated, the air around him gathered like flowing water in a funnel, spiraling upwards with a furious noise, forming a column of tornadoes with clear ripples. The oncoming spell attack touched the surface of the powerful air vortex and immediately flew diagonally.
Nut is the god of the sky of Menes, and the spell was originally not good at defense, but with the blessing of the high priest's powerful telekinesis, the air flow was strengthened to the extreme, and the defense formed by the rotation of the air was as hard as iron.
"Burning the Flames!"
The running flame giant arched slightly, dragging a fiery red line of fire towards Ozmandis. Countless air currents rolled and whistled around, a deafening roar came from the ground, and the sparks in their place swayed wildly, shattering into layers of shining streamers in the wind.
Phew——!
As he moved at high speed, the body condensed by the flames became more and more solid, and as the wind combed, he almost had the texture of his facial features and muscles. The huge energy radiation formed a red wave that was discernible to the naked eye, hitting the messy restaurant like a sea of tides intertwined with light.
"Impact!"
A scarlet flash turned the night upside down.
Bang——!
Unas's whole body shot out like a super-heavy cannonball, and the terrifying dark red flames broke through the atmosphere, faintly forming a hideous blazing red skeleton, which hit the High Priest with a terrifying impact.
Boom ——!
The atmospheric shield formed by the liquid air flow lasted only a moment before a crack opened.
Then there was a shrill wail, and with a bang, the entire column of tornadoes turned into a tsunami-like wave and collapsed. The roaring wind tore through all the walls in an instant, along the window ** towards the sky, like an angry dragon spewing a hurricane.
Boom——!
The blazing flames hit the High Priest's body, knocking him upside down and sending him flying into the earth with embers. Suddenly, he took a turn and shot back into the dining room in a shining circular arc, first in the form of a flame giant, then rapidly transformed into a blazing red spear, burning and stabbing into the dome like lightning.
The flame spear with a height of about twenty meters and a diameter of fifty centimeters was like a pillar of optimus light, directly penetrating the entire temple, and soaring straight into the sky with straight light marks.
Boom ——!
Boom——!
Two violent explosions in succession, the flames exploded.
Countless extended cracks appeared at the blackened piercing of the huge dome, and those cracks radiated like expanding spider webs, and one after another the stone that built the dome made a muffled sound as the cracks expanded.
Almost the next moment, the entire dome spun and twisted into strange shapes.
In the "boom, boom, boom" stone crushing sound, the gravel powder poured down like steam, washed on the ground with a bang, crushed and splashed, and the sound was thrilling. The load-bearing structure of the entire temple had been completely destroyed, and the collapse of the dome was only a matter of moments.
Bang——!
In the next moment, the flame spear that had just broken through the temple turned back again, swooped down like a meteor, and once again pierced the dome, with a long sound like a sharp cry, directly smashed through the floor and exploded.
Boom ——!
Under the black canopy, huge fireworks burst into flames, like shards of burning lava. Illuminated by the fireworks, a mushroom-shaped ash fog rolled down, and then flooded the space within a radius of hundreds of meters, and the Holy Cult Army, which was waiting solemnly, suddenly lost its goal.
Knock knock knock——!
The alarm bell rang out, and the lights of the buildings that had long been turned off at night suddenly shone brightly, and the temple that had been sleeping in the darkness was full of light. In a state of alert, all the lights that could be used were turned on by the Holy Cult Army, scanning the figures in the thick fog.
“......”
The High Priest stood up from the burning pit, and when he saw this scene, he immediately sank into his face, and a loud trilling sound of high-speed chanting came from his throat. The hoarse and shrill voice was hidden in the darkness and fog, and the undulating transmission oscillations were like the vicious whispers of the devil, enough to make an ordinary person tremble in the heart for a few seconds.
——!Shh
At the moment when he chanted the incantation, Unas's figure also broke through the smoke, burning with magma-like flames, and slashed his fist at the High Priest like a spear.
"Ho ......"
Ozmandis exhaled the last syllable and took a deep breath, the tiny muscles of his face bulging, and the corners of his lips stretched to the end of the junction of his upper and lower jaws. The eyes were no longer the normal pupils of humans, they were a pair of completely pale eyes, and the original position of the pupil rainbow ring was surrounded by a blood-colored ring.
"The Oracle of Nut - Still!"
The rhythmic sound waves radiated like water ripples, turning everything in its path, including smoke, sand, flames, streamers, and everything visible to the naked eye, black, white, and yellow. In the face of this miraculous force, everything stagnates against the laws of physics, forming a layered and frozen picture.
“......”
Unas, who had become a flame giant, stood still in front of him, close at hand, the stillness of the flames without a single ripple, and every trace of texture was clearly recognizable. It's like some kind of glass with a unique texture, just melting, covering, and solidifying on the priest's body.
"Blasphemer!"
Unas's mind did not stagnate, his firm faith did not waver in the slightest, the more angry his spell became, the more powerful it became, and now was undoubtedly the time when he was most angry.
Whoosh——!
As if he had crossed a certain critical point, the flames on his body were like heavy mud, slowly flowing, but he still couldn't move his body, and he couldn't even make a sound.
"What a perfect body...... For you, the oracle that requires self-destruction can be easily released in my hands, and there are no after-effects. ”
The High Priest was like a long-lonely scientist who couldn't wait to boast about his accomplishments to everyone, even if the listener was an enemy.
As if to show off, he raised a hand and probed the flames on Unas's body, and his skin was burned with large and small blisters, but in the blink of an eye, it was smoothed out again, and there was no trace of injury.
"Unas, your flame claims to be able to melt even souls, but the damage it does is not as fast as it can heal itself. Ozmandis reveled in admiration.
"This wicked blasphemer, I don't know how many sect members have been sacrificed, so he has such power!"
Seeing this, the Unas priest became even more angry, and the heavy surging flames sped up to the texture of flowing water.