This giant crystalline cannonball, which has been transformed by the Black Sun Association, obviously has a terrifying power that ordinary cannonballs do not have.

In the case of ordinary shells, the effects of the first mana explosion begin to plummet, and while the magic disturbance caused by the explosion can theoretically damage the human body, it is enough to erase these effects with protective magic with a little response from the caster.

Now, however, after the cannonball had successfully shattered the Watch's rituals, the chaotic magic that erupted from within began to swoop further downward.

Anyone, whether or not he had been exposed to magic in the past, could now easily sense the exaggerated threat from within the dark shadows.

This was reminiscent of the dark dome that loomed over the other important cities of Saint-Steele, but now the black shadows that rolled down revealed a very different character from the previous ones.

The latter was just as eerie and gloomy, but its revealed properties were ultimately more stable, and the fog that escaped from the center of the magical explosion was quite different, and one could see that when the fog touched the top of a bell tower, the solid masonry walls turned into powder in an instant, and the permanent ritual attached to these walls could only emit faint flashes of light in this rapid annihilation.

The shadow was falling just too fast.

It didn't look like some ethereal cloud at all, but rather like a huge monster that was greedy and ferocious, sprinting at everything it touched as it surged downward.

At this moment, even more nervous than the residents of Overwatch are the members of the Dawn Society.

Especially the core members of the Dawn Society, like Darthville, felt even more breathless at this time—they knew that beneath this dark cloud was the place where many important members and leaders such as Frey Meyer worked.

There is no doubt that what is happening now is an attack orchestrated by the Black Sun Society.

The Asharu Giant Birds, who rushed into the city regardless of casualties and were inscribed with special magic rituals in advance, were simply living beacons, not to intrude on the Dawn Society's army and defenses, but to find and locate their targets!

Frey Meyer, the leader of the Dawn Society, was the primary target of the Black Sun Society's "targeted killings."

“……”

Dustwell stood in the streets of Overwatch, his face distorted as he watched the black shadows that continued to advance downward, his body trembling incessantly, but he couldn't say a word.

Over the past few years, the Dawn Order has achieved many amazing victories from its opponents through a reorganized army, ordnance adapted to the actual situation, a series of pre-planned plans, and a large number of correct and decisive decisions on the spot.

This makes everyone in the Dawn Society proud.

However, what is happening now proves one thing, that is, the Black Sun Society, which has effectively taken control of the kingdom of St. Steele, is not as chaotic and fragile as people think, and although these guys lose in the frontal battle for various reasons, when they play the strange advantages they have at their disposal, they can also bring extremely terrible shocks.

It was the first time Darswell had felt so powerless.

He knew that his closest friends and many more important comrades were beneath the deadly fog, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Block the entrances and exits, martial law the streets, and don't let anyone enter or leave the city!"

He turned his head with difficulty and gave his own order to the Dawn Society officer beside him, who was also stunned: "Gather our healing mages and inform our soldiers so that they can prepare for search and rescue!" ”

"Sir, but this ......"

"When you hear the order, do it! Don't delay! ”

Darthville's emotions were clearly out of control, and he pursed his lips vigorously to force himself to calm down, and then led his team towards the distant city.

He didn't know if anyone would survive under the fog that would obliterate the building, but at this moment, there was nothing else Darswell could do but believe in a miracle and try to make amends.

At this time, those who are under this haze are even more desperate.

Originally, they were still trying to escape from this dangerous area, but it soon became clear that the rolling fog overhead covered too much area to keep them away from the threat with just two legs.

"Felix, looks like we can't escape."

In the face of this situation, Meyer was extremely calm, his face did not show panic, only a clear loss and helplessness.

As early as the decision to establish this organization and fight against these powerful enemies for those rather distant goals, Meyer had already anticipated the possible outcome of his own life, so he was not afraid of death, but only worried about the future of the Dawn Society, St. Steele, and Vann, and was sorry for the innocent residents of Watch City and his comrades in the Dawn Society.

They were now at the center of this gloom, the dark shadows above their heads were thicker than elsewhere, and some of the mages of the Dawn Society tried to use their magic to interfere with and hinder the approach of the shadows, but no matter what kind of magic, the moment they touched the shadows above their heads, they would only be silently disintegrated into the most primordial magic and devoured most completely.

Felix was still holding the wooden box containing the metal cane in his hand, he looked up at the sky and responded with a wry smile: "Hmm...... It seems that it really can't get out. ”

As he spoke, the shadow pushed some distance towards the city streets below, and the towering spires of the surrounding houses had begun to disintegrate and shatter under the devouring and chewing of these shadows.

This will probably be the end of all life in this area.

However, at this moment, Felix felt that the wooden box in his hand began to tremble, and he also heard the clear sound of the sea tide, the sound was so clear, and the rhythm brought by it directly broke through the strangulation silver lines inlaid on the wooden box, and accurately transmitted to his arm.

"What is this?"

Felix was stunned for a moment, but then, the last glimmers of anticipation and hope that lurked in his body and consciousness made him take action, and he half-crouched on the ground, put the wooden box down, and lifted the lid on it.

As a result, the sound of the wave from the "Sinar Sea" clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The mages who had been working together to construct the last few protective rituals were attracted by this strange vibration, and they turned their heads to see a cloud of light and shadow as clear as flowing water spilling out from the inside of the wooden box, and the strong magic fluctuations even caused ripples visible to the naked eye on Felix's body.

The graceful and beautiful singing voice was drawn from the interior of the sound of the waves, and it echoed in everyone's ears, tugging at their thoughts and soothing their panicked emotions.

The haze in the air was already very close, and at the moment when the cane wrapped in magical light was revealed, this haze seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulus to become more manic, and it rolled down faster, and in some parts, there were even small clouds and mist that began to accelerate and disperse, and a few exclamations were heard not far away - several guards of the Dawn Society were unlucky, they happened to collide with a split haze, so the figure was swallowed on the spot, and the flesh was annihilated in it for no apparent reason.

More and more clouds of mist began to spread nearby, and like beasts chasing their prey, they actively pursued the exhausted figures, and once these helpless people touched these shadows, they could only die.

Felix saw the tragic and chaotic scene in his eyes, and at this moment, he only felt as if he had returned to the city that had been completely reduced to history, and as his breathing became more and more rapid, the singing in his ears began to change from the original elegance to the direction of passion.

The sound of the tide seemed to have turned into a war song.

A resounding battle song that can directly affect people's thoughts, make them fight hard, and give them a clear goal.

Felix looked at the flowing lights and shadows in front of him, and felt as if he had received clear guidance that he should have carefully discerned from the source, but the chaos and looming threat in front of him left him with no choice.

The young leader of the Sword of Dawn gritted his teeth, accepted the guidance, and reached for the staff coiled with flowing light.

At this moment, the clear light floated up, with Felix as the center and spread out in all directions, under the impact of violent magic, Felix's hair became messy, and his tired face was also shrouded in bright light, and immeasurable magic poured into this body that had never been affected and transformed by magic......

The already desperate citizens of Overwatch let out cries of joy and surprise.

They saw that the "miracle" that had saved the Overwatch City once not long ago had come again, but this time, the "miracle" was no longer as magnificent as the previous pillar of light, it seemed quiet and peaceful, like a mirror made of water, spreading rapidly in all directions.

It forms a barrier.

A barrier directly beneath the black haze, isolating all helpless life from the color of destruction.

These seemingly cold lights seemed to be the most effective force against these shadows, and under their illumination, the originally violent haze began to dissipate rapidly, and any escaping fog clumps turned into bubbles and dissipated in mid-air the moment they touched the mirror.

Elven advisor Hetra's mouth opened wide as he saw that Felix beside him seemed to be aging at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In just a dozen seconds, Felix seemed to have spanned more than ten years, from a strong young man to a steady middle-aged man, his face was wrinkled, his thick hair became a little dry, and even his figure became thinner.

Hetra knew that this was a phenomenon when the magic power in the human body was over-absorbed and squandered.

Even if the power and magic attached to the staff are gentle enough, this is definitely not something that Felix can withstand as an ordinary person, and if he continues like this, all the magic in his body will be exhausted, and the life force supported by it will completely disintegrate.

"Magic crystal! Crystallized! Fast! ”

With his instincts, Hetra let out a shout, and then he took out all the magic crystals he had with him, reached out and grabbed Felix's arm, and pressed them into Felix's empty palm.

The moment he made this move, the elven mage sensed the passage of magic.

Yes, this uses Felix as the fulcrum, and the strange mirror that directly shelters the entire city is too much, and the metal cane is not only absorbing the magic inside the magic crystal, but also begins to absorb Hetra's magic, which makes Hetra feel a little difficult.

But fortunately, soon, more mages gathered, and these members of the Dawn Society did not hesitate to hand over all the crystals they had with them, and began to take the initiative to establish a magical connection with Felix.

As the mana supply was filled, Felix's body finally stopped changing, his face became extremely calm, and the mirror that spread out of the staff became brighter, and under the night, the bright light gathered together like hope flowing from the hearts of countless people, and they continued to spread into the air and entangled with those dangerous fogs.

Finally, the last of the fog completely dissipated under the encirclement of these clear lights, and the magic mirror that sheltered everyone faded with it.

The saved residents of Overwatch came out of their hideouts, instinctively walking towards the very center of the mirror, and soon they saw a strange scene.

In the center of a clearing, surrounded by many ruined houses and buildings, Frey Meyer, the leader of the Dawn Society, was carefully carrying some of the Dawn Society members who had passed out with his guards.

Among these members, one person stands out.

It was Felix, who was already asleep in his teens, but his palm was always holding tightly on the staff that had performed amazing miracles, and the inhabitants saw that the radiance, which symbolized the miracle and the blessing of the goddess Mel, was wrapped tightly around Felix's palm like a ribbon.

This makes him look extra holy at the moment.

"Thank you! You are the messenger of the goddess! ”

In the crowd, someone shouted excitedly, and the cry quickly spread through the crowd, and in just a few seconds, it had formed a wave of sound.

(End of chapter)