Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 316 Dragon Priest - Moloch
Wu Chen saw Moloch. He saw the projection of that powerful dragon priest. It hovered quietly in the very center of the labyrinthine platform. And around it, there were no two spirit wizards performing a seal.

He finally understood which point in time he had arrived at—the projection had descended far too early, so early that the chief mage of the Winterhold School of Magic had not yet brought his students to this hidden place. Morroc had not been sealed away but was freely dwelling in the deepest part of this ancient Nord ruin, and the most powerful staff in the world of Mondas had already appeared in its hands.

It is said that the Staff of Magnus is a Daedric artifact with its own will—it actively chooses its wielder and leaves when it deems the wielder powerful enough or corrupt enough. Unlike the One Ring, which can move physically, it can leap through space and time at will, visiting any suitable region.

But it is now just a projection.

Wu Chen thought to himself as he examined the dragon priest hovering in the center of the altar—an ancient corpse wrapped in a magnificent robe woven from gold and silk. The dark mask, faintly emitting a blue glow, seemed strangely familiar to him.

His mask was also that style.

And his senses converged there.

His heart pounded slightly, and a strong sense of urgency surfaced in his mind. And upon seeing the projection of the dragon priest, a strange realization also became clear in his mind.

So weak...

He could clearly sense the energy within the projected Morokyi. The immense tide of magic was so vast that it caused physical distortions around the dragon priest's projection. When light and wind flowed around it, they splashed out countless tiny particles like streams hitting rocks. Even just by looking, one could sense that the dragon priest's body seemed to be adorned with shimmering stars.

It only needs to release the magic power within its body to create a real-life inferno within this vast underground palace. And if it were to go all out, this massive ancient ruin would probably crumble into shattered sand in an instant.

It is so powerful.

Its power is unmatched.

—But…it’s still so weak.

Wu Chen had a sudden realization. He felt he understood why Hera Mori hadn't come to fulfill her destiny. There was likely a vast difference between the intelligent and unintelligent versions of a high-level… even higher-level archmage. Even if the latter could execute the entire spell list as easily as the former, without the possibility of error.

“It’s a concept,” Wu Chen murmured. His voice broke the silence, a reminder that spoke volumes.

"A legendary wizard without a guiding ideology is simply unable to unleash his true fighting power."

He got it.

He saw Magnus's staff lift slightly.

A destructive tide then manifested and took shape. And that was none other than the blazing lightning that instantly filled the entire lecture hall of the Lost City!
Plasma flow explosion.

One of the Dragon Priest's versatile high-level spells, and it displayed true power in Morok's hands. The leaping azure lightning transformed into an all-pervasive sea of ​​thunder in an instant. Yet, before touching Wu Chen's body, it all changed shape.

Elemental field interference, activated.

The ability known as 'High Elementalist' has now been fully replicated within Wu Chen's body. Mastery of lightning naturally manifested in his palm. And while generating targeted elemental resistance, he merely activated a thought to alter the lightning that touched his body.

Thunder transforms into light.

The elemental magic originating from Morroc was transformed into the power of Witch Dust before being absorbed by the Staff of Magnus. Even though only the portion closest to Witch Dust was actually transformed, the burst of light still engulfed the sea of ​​lightning in a sea of ​​light. And Witch Dust's revived super-magical skills transformed this sea of ​​light into abilities that suited his needs.

Restoration magic, the Judgment of Light. By infusing the bursting light with divine and healing power, it naturally possesses the immense power to annihilate the undead. And this abruptly transformed purification spell successfully left a spark on the dragon priest's foot!
It was just the hem of a garment, and only a tiny bit of its effect.

The intense light collided, rubbed, impacted, and tore at the projected dragon priest's body. However, it could not successfully break through the invisible barrier outside the dragon priest's robe.

It is the Dragon Scale Technique.

The pinnacle of armor magic, the highest-level defensive spell that Wu Chen had never even been able to reach. The purifying light targeting undead creatures rapidly disintegrated, melted, and reverted to free-flowing magical tides on the surface of this magical dragon scale, before being reabsorbed into Morok's undead body!
The damage caused is approximately zero.

This interaction only served as a probe to peek into each other's hands.

Neither side inflicted any real damage on their target. The next moment, Wu Chen heard a deep voice emanating from beneath the dragon priest's mask.

"Feim-Zii-Gron——"

"Feim-Zii-Gron!"

The phantom spirit becomes ethereal.

Both sides simultaneously activated the Phantom Transformation.

The dragon's roar and eye-spitting technique not only erupted from the throat of the projected dragon priest but were also completely recreated on the tip of Wu Chen's tongue. The next moment, both of them vanished without a trace!
‘Boom—! ’

The structure and foundation of Labyrinthian were no longer under the protection of the Staff of Magnus at that moment.

And the thunderstorms and light bursts that were originally capable of tearing the earth apart and destroying mountains and rivers thus successfully exerted the destructive power they were meant to have!

With a snap, dozens of supporting stone pillars broke in unison. The shattered stone fragments were torn apart and evaporated by lightning and light before they even hit the ground. The chain reaction of destructive power quickly spread beyond the Labyrinthian altar, and within seconds, the entire Labyrinthian Ruins were rapidly crumbling and collapsing.

That was undoubtedly a destructive wave.

That wave will soon destroy this battlefield.

As the massive rift formed above the dome, bringing down countless grains of sand and the faint light of the sky, the two who had simultaneously entered a state of ethereal transformation were returned to the now unstable reality.

Wu Chen raised the demonic sword.

Morroc raised his staff.

Just before Wu Chen unleashed his strike, an invisible force from all directions suddenly struck his body!

It's telekinesis. The ancient Nord magic and modern telekinesis differ in principle in terms of quantity. Perhaps it lacks precision. But in terms of sheer quantitative output, the ancient method is far more powerful than the modern one!

Wu Chen's figure froze for a moment as a result.

And the Staff of Magnus, which could unconditionally plunder magic and free magic, also burst forth with dazzling light!
(End of this chapter)