Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

The next second, a blinding silver-purple beam of light shot straight down from the top of the cloud!

A lightning bolt, three meters in diameter and carrying the high temperature of plasma, hurtled towards Luo Kunlun like a spear of the gods. The moment it tore through the air, it unleashed a deafening roar, ionizing the atmosphere along its path into a pale blue light curtain, forming an energy channel several kilometers long that connected heaven and earth.

The moment the lightning bolt struck the ground, the wasteland seemed to have been detonated.

The point of contact first emitted a white-incandescent sphere of light with a radius of 100 meters, and the temperature instantly soared to 40,000 degrees Celsius. The sand and gravel on the ground vaporized directly, turning into a rolling column of black smoke that shot straight into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the shock wave spread at supersonic speed, blowing tens of tons of rock away like pieces of paper. The cracked ground was smashed into a scorched crater fifty meters in diameter and twenty meters deep, with sparks crackling from the crater walls and the air filled with the pungent smell of ozone and burning rocks.

Undissipated currents meandered through the crater, converging into serpentine electric snakes that licked at the surrounding area. In the distance, withered trees were instantly ignited, flames twisting and leaping in the gale. Meanwhile, more sparks of electricity were gathering in the clouds, foreshadowing the next act of destruction.

Despite the immense power of the lightning, Lokunlun narrowly avoided the most dangerous area, but his right arm was still charred.

There's no way around it; lightning is known for its extreme speed, especially super lightning like this.

The person in the clouds was somewhat surprised by how quickly the damage caused by the super lightning was healed.

The next moment, Luo Kunlun didn't say anything and threw a punch!

A force of 100,000 tons, carrying a condensed wave of spiritual energy, transformed into a fist-like aura that tore through the heavens and earth, hurtling straight towards the sky.

Wherever the fist's force passes, the air is forcibly compressed, forming a vacuum channel.

With a single punch, the dark clouds were dispersed, and the azure sky and dazzling sunlight pierced through the gloom, illuminating the devastated wasteland.

"Interesting. This level of power is close to the middle of the first ring. The fortress I left in that world couldn't stop you at all if you were a middle-level first-ring bloodline user."

A figure appeared in the sea of ​​clouds before Luo Kunlun's eyes, overlapping with the wizard in his crimson memories.

It is Saran!

Upon receiving the news, he immediately took action, waiting patiently at the spot.

The wizarding world possesses extraordinary energy that the martial arts world lacks; lured by the sweet allure of magic, the other party will surely come here.

Before Saran could finish speaking, Luo Kunlun leaped into the air, his body shooting straight into the sky like an arrow, reaching a height of a thousand meters.

The energy waves and fist force intertwined, transforming into a storm of fist energy that could shred everything, howling as it rushed towards Saran.

At the same time, he activated his telekinesis, summoning a giant rock a hundred meters in size and hurling it at his opponent with a whistling sound.

"Useless!" Saran scoffed upon seeing this. "Apocalyptic Hurricane!"

The air currents between heaven and earth were instantly drawn by an invisible giant hand. At first, scattered gusts of wind stirred up sand and dust, but in an instant, they turned into visible gray-black columns of air that rose from the plains and pierced the sky.

In just three seconds, the column of air expanded into a giant hurricane with a diameter of 1,000 meters. The gale with a speed of over 150 kilometers per hour cut through the sky and earth like millions of blunt knives, as if it were about to tear the entire wasteland apart.

Outside the hurricane, a thousand-meter-high wall of clouds churned with dark gray vortexes. The clouds were torn into filaments by the high-speed airflow, carrying down torrential rain. The rain lines were dense like curtains, splashing water half a meter high as they hit the ground, instantly reducing visibility to less than three meters.

At the top of the hurricane, the friction between the clouds and the airflow produced a pale purple arc of static electricity. Although it did not form lightning, it gave the air a pungent ozone smell, adding to the destructive atmosphere.

"My power is air, the ability to freely control the flow of air and atmospheric pressure, which can be used to drive the atmosphere, hydrosphere, and cryosphere, thereby creating extreme weather."

"It was with this power that I created floods and storms, washing away that continent!"

The four elements—earth, fire, water, and air—are represented by Saran, a model of sorcery that solidifies the manipulation of air.

Rather than solidifying a sophisticated magical model, it was more accurate to say that it solidified a power.

Yes, power.

In some planes where deities exist, a formal wizard can be compared to some weaker apostles of the gods.

The giant hurricane, like a mobile fortress, faced directly into Lokunlun's fist-like storm and boulders.

The hundred-meter-high rock was instantly torn apart by the gale. The fist-force storm collided with the hurricane, unleashing a deafening roar. The two terrifying forces canceled each other out and tore each other apart, forming a violent airflow that blocked out the sunlight once again.

His keen control and precise calculations allowed him to pinpoint the "balance disruption point" of a hurricane, the core hub of airflow rotation.

With a swift movement, he pierced through the raging airflow, while his mental energy condensed into a sharp cone, like the sharpest drill bit, and shot straight towards the heart of the hurricane.

Seeing this, Saran manipulated the hurricane to spin faster, attempting to crush Lokunlun.

As long as there's enough flesh and blood left for him to extract the extraordinary bloodline, he doesn't care whether it's a lump or chunks.

Luo Kunlun locked onto the core, channeling a massive force of 100,000 tons into his fist, and unleashed a powerful punch!

The moment it precisely hit the hurricane's balance point, the violent airflow instantly became turbulent, like a punctured balloon. The giant hurricane, with a diameter of a kilometer, collapsed and dissipated in an instant, and the torrential rain stopped abruptly, leaving only water vapor and dust scattered in the sky.

Even the strongest forces have their balance.

After dispersing the hurricane, Luo Kunlun accelerated again, rushing towards Saran like a meteor. On his fist, psychic waves and mental power condensed, blasting towards Saran with unparalleled strength and precise destructive force!

But, the next moment, Luo Kunlun felt himself freeze.

"You think you can win like this?"

Saran said sarcastically.

Before he finished speaking, the air around Saran gathered wildly, instantly forming dozens of layers of high-density compressed air curtain barriers.

Each layer of the air curtain is composed of billions of gas molecules colliding at high speed, and the repulsive force generated is enough to withstand an impact of tens of thousands of tons.

At the same time, he covered the surface of the air barrier with a layer of bluish-purple energy field, blocking all physical impacts and energy attacks.

"Whether it's the sky, the earth, or the sea, air is everywhere! Manipulating air currents makes one the master of weather disasters!" Saran's voice grew increasingly arrogant. "My abilities are nearly omnipotent among those in the first ring of life; I am close to being a god!"

"And the place where God lives is called Heaven!"

"Paradise of the Gods!"

With a command, the multi-layered air barrier instantly expanded, transforming into a spherical domain with a diameter of one kilometer, firmly trapping Luo Kunlun within it.

Within the domain, the air was extremely compressed, every inch of space filled with violent air currents, like countless invisible blades constantly cutting and impacting Luo Kunlun's body.

At the same time, the energy field at the boundary of the domain continued to shrink, attempting to squeeze and crush him.

Power Derivation: Heavenly Realm.

Relying on magical powers, formal wizards possess numerous powers that give rise to magic.