Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

Wherever the lightning struck, thousands of strange birds vanished instantly.

"They're not even in the same league!"

"So...so strong!"

"Great, it's saved!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was even more shocked and speechless, staring in a daze as the Dragon Queen fought against 100,000 men single-handedly.

They looked at Lin Lan as if she were a savior. When everyone thought they were going to lose their lives here, Lin Lan actually summoned such a divine lightning goddess to punish these arrogant and unreasonable strange birds.

Thunder roars across the sky, raising its hand to annihilate millions!

Keep in mind that these people fought back fiercely, and the total number of monster birds they killed was estimated to be only seven or eight thousand, most of whom were servants. Yet, the Dragon Queen unleashed three or four skills and wiped out their entire numbers in less than a minute. This power seemed unbelievable.

Monarch-level... No doubt about it, it's definitely a monarch!
Commanding slaughter, annihilating hordes of warriors, and reducing servants to mere numbers—besides a monarch, what other being could so domineeringly look down upon everything?!

"It's much stronger than Xiao Yanji's bloodline. That golden lightning is so powerful that even a warrior-level warrior would be annihilated if he got even a little bit of it." Nan Jue was already astonished.

She had witnessed the birth of Little Flame Princess and knew that there were naturally differences between elemental holy spirits...

Her gaze involuntarily fell on Lin Lan.

Lin Lan's specific strength is still unknown, but he seems to have more and more trump cards up his sleeve, making people increasingly curious about his identity.

They did investigate, but the result was that data from the intermediate level and above was blocked, rendering their efforts useless despite their considerable power.

"Just surviving is enough..." Guan Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

He really thought he was going to be defeated here today, but luckily, there was a master in the National Team who struck with lightning speed and shattered the strange bird.

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"General, look in the direction of the castle!"

General Mott turned his head sharply, his pupils contracting abruptly. At the far end of the coastline, a golden light, like the sun, engulfed the entire sky.

The once overwhelming army of strange birds was now in complete disarray, and even the sea was reflected as boiling lightning.

The aura of destruction was so intense that it sent shivers down one's spine even from more than ten kilometers away.

"What...what is that?!" Mott's voice was almost torn apart by the hot air.

Auster stared intently at the sea of ​​fire, his beard trembling: "Such pure lightning element... Could it be a forbidden spell? But how could those Chinese students possibly possess it?"

"The strange birds are escaping! They really are escaping!" The black female staff officer's scream shattered the deathly silence on the deck.

The crowd stared in horror as the once ferocious flock of strange birds scattered like locusts driven by death. They crashed through the clouds, trampled each other, and even plunged into the sea, all to escape the lightning-filled area. This was a sight they had never witnessed before: the predators who ruled the skies were now fleeing in terror!
"What kind of monster could strike fear into the hearts of the entire tribe...?" General Mort's Adam's apple bobbed, his back soaked with cold sweat.

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Beneath the majestic gates of Royal Felipe Castle, the National Guard returned to the fortress with heads held high.

Unlike the caution shown during my first visit, everyone's eyes now burned with fury. This cowardly and timid nation was utterly laughable.

"You...you're still alive?!" General Mott and his staff were ashen-faced with shock. How could these young people have escaped unscathed from the siege of 100,000 strange birds? Was there truly divine protection?
"It seems we have disappointed you all." Ai Jiangtu's cold voice suppressed a thunderous rage. The usually composed man could not hide his indignation at this moment. Although he knew that he could not shake the city's general with his own strength, he had already sent the whole story back to the country.

The anger of this ancient Eastern country will surely force the Peruvian authorities to give an explanation.

Jiang Shaoxu parted her red lips slightly, but the words she uttered were as cold as ice: "You should take off that disgusting military uniform yourself. You'll spend the rest of your life as a sentry on the most desolate border."

Mote was taken aback at first, then grinned maliciously: "Such arrogance! This is Peru, not a place where you can run wild!"

"Even if we are separated by thousands of miles of ocean, I will make you pay the price!" Nan Jue said firmly.

It may be difficult for a single powerful family to punish those who cross borders, but when the forces behind the entire government unite, it becomes a completely different story.

The Black female staff officer shrieked, "You came here just to spout this nonsense?"

“Take back what belongs to us.” Ai Jiangtu’s eyes were piercing. Only then did Auster hurriedly retrieve the Peruvian national emblem, engraved with the national animal totem; the gold medal gleamed in the sunlight.

The moment Ai Jiangtu received the badge.

"Crack!"

His long, slender fingers tightened abruptly, twisting the exquisite American emblem in his palm. With a metallic groan, the medal, now crushed into scrap metal, slammed down in front of Mott's boots, raising a cloud of fine dust.

"Damn it!" The black female staff officer's magic surged, her robes billowing even without wind. Mott's face turned ashen; the dignity symbolized by the national emblem had been trampled upon in this way, tantamount to slapping the entire Peruvian military in public.

"You cannot act recklessly here!" General Mott unleashed his full power, pressing down on Ai Jiangtu like a mountain.

The young officer stood firm, shouting, "An army that can't even protect legal immigrants deserves to talk about dignity?" His voice shook the castle's bricks.

"Nazca is death! You simply don't understand!"

"So you're going to kneel down and act like a slave? Let the strange bird trample our airspace?" Ai Jiangtu pointed his halberd and roared, his voice filled with fury.

The Black female strategist interjected menacingly, "The Nazca Lines curse will never disappear. Even if you escape back to China, when the cities are overthrown and seas of blood are raging, you'll realize how ridiculous resistance was!"

The rapid sound of military boots broke the standoff. The document handed to him by the messenger made Mott's hands tremble violently, and the lieutenant general's epaulettes suddenly dimmed in the sunlight.

Jiang Shaoxu then pulled out a single-word certificate and threw it at Mo Te's face: "I told you long ago, your career ends here."

Even more astonishingly, the Black female staff officer was also on the dismissal list. She stared intently at the group of young people, trying to discern the terrifying background that allowed for such swift international sanctions.

"I make decisions for the safety of the city, by what right do I..." Mott muttered to himself, clutching the document, when he was suddenly startled awake by the sound of the Iron Feather Leopard landing.

The newly arrived urgent battle report turned his face ashen. Several cities in the southwest were in dire straits, and thousands of miners were trapped in the Arleigh mines!

After glancing at the documents, Osto gasped in shock; the entire West seemed to have suddenly been engulfed in a horde of demons.

Mote looked around blankly, then suddenly realized that the timing of the Chinese athletes' return coincided remarkably with the outbreak of the catastrophe...

They were certain of this, but there was nothing they could do. The incident at the mine was likely caused by the wrath of the Chinese mercenaries, which resulted in their heavy losses.

(End of this chapter)