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They urgently sent a near-world-class treasure from within the empire—the Mirror of Wind's Breath.

This is a domain-level treasure, created by a demigod mage in the history of the Magic Empire over three hundred years, using a large amount of the Magic Empire's precious resources.

The entire piece is an oval mirror about the size of a human face, with a frame made of an unknown metal mixture and engraved with dense runes.

The mirror is not glass, but a polished, clear, deep blue gemstone. Under normal circumstances, the mirror is so clear that no one can see their reflection.

But once activated, the mirror surface will slowly ripple with a pale blue halo like water waves.

It can freely control the airflow within a certain range to hinder the movement of enemies, and can also condense wind blades for attacks.

And once the enemy is locked on, a faint phantom image of the enemy will appear on the mirror.

The phantom binds to the main body in an unknown way, and when the enemy makes a movement or attack, the phantom will generate a pulling force in sync.

The enemy's agility will drop drastically, and they will be able to utilize less than 30% of their speed.

Ron heard Victoria describe the treasure.

My eyes were watering with envy, but I was also secretly on guard.

If I were to encounter this Mirror of Breath, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to escape.

The resources of these powerful forces are truly astounding; this is only a near-world-class treasure.

Victoria had previously mentioned that they had several such near-treasures, and even one true world treasure.

I don't know what it is, but my Demon Refining Gourd should be considered a world-class treasure!

It seems I'll have to keep things to myself.

Previously, just because a large space was exposed, some scoundrels got jealous.

If the Demon-Refining Gourd were truly exposed, wouldn't these major empires turn on them and kill them?

Such a treasure as the Mirror of Breath was naturally entrusted to Victoria by the Magic Empire.

Ron also accompanied Victoria to test the power of this treasure.

Riding Margaret through the realm of Wind's Breath, he felt like an ordinary person trapped in a stagnant pool.

Even with all my strength, I can't move very fast.

Meanwhile, the opponent can move freely, dangling like a kite while focusing on outputting damage.

Afterwards, Ron lamented that Black Tiger King was in deep trouble now.

Victoria and her group also decided that as soon as the Realm of Wind's Breath appeared, they would give the Black Tiger King a big surprise.

Even seven or eight third-tier opponents could severely injure him.

Meanwhile, Black Tiger King was completely unaware of the trouble that was about to befall him.

He's already tasted success, and these past few days he's been harassing us every day, attacking a wave of enemies and then leaving, specifically targeting mages.

The morale of the human alliance has plummeted to rock bottom.

He came again that day!

Black Tiger King had just swooped down into the position, ready to unleash a massacre.

Suddenly, his body jerked to a halt, as if pulled back by something. His speed instantly decreased, transforming him from a lightning bolt into a clumsy tiger.

"What's going on!" Black Tiger King's expression changed.

Victoria stood in the center of a position behind them, holding the Mirror of Wind in her hands.

The sapphire on the mirror began to glow, and a pale blue halo spread slowly like ripples on water, circle after circle, spreading to half of the battlefield.

Black Tiger King tried to accelerate, but it was as if invisible chains were binding him in the air, and every movement required several times more effort than usual.

"Are those strange and bizarre human spells again?" The Black Tiger King's heart skipped a beat.

Soon he saw six or seven third-tier powerhouses, knights, mages, and dragons, arriving from all directions.

Normally, these people would never find an opportunity to gang up on him.

They'd been holding back their anger for a long time, and now they were unleashing all their mighty tricks.

"Lava Meteorite!!"

"Dawn Charge!!"

"Thunder Breath!!"

......

Although the Black Tiger King tried his best to dodge, most of the attacks still landed squarely on him.

"puff!!"

Black Tiger King was so badly beaten that he spat out a mouthful of engine oil!

Ron and Margaret didn't join in the fun; instead, they carried Victoria and kept watch from a distance.

Victoria also controlled the Mirror of Wind to unleash a series of wind blade strikes, each of which dealt damage at the level of a third-tier spell.

The Black Tiger King was surrounded and kicked around by six or seven third-tier opponents.

Even with his demigod-level strength, he was struggling to keep up. His speed was restricted, and he was now only at the level of an ordinary third-tier cultivator.

They tried to rush over and deal with Victoria, who controlled the Mirror of Wind, but were stopped each time.

After barely managing to withstand a few attacks, he flew out.

But Ron had already flown off with Victoria.

A magnesium dragon's tail swept across, pulling the Black Tiger King back into the encirclement.

A new round of circling kicks has begun.

Having lost its greatest advantage of speed, the Black Tiger King is nothing more than an ordinary demigod.

Although the others were still at a disadvantage when they fought him, they couldn't overcome the fact that the others outnumbered him.

Dragons are also relatively resistant to damage.

For a moment, the Black Tiger King was indeed in danger.

It's hard to escape without paying a price.

As expected of a War King-level expert, Black Tiger King quickly made a decision after assessing the situation.

"Tiger Wings!!"

They abandoned the offensive and instead launched a surprise attack on the weakest point in the encirclement.

After nearly ten attempts to launch an attack, at the cost of losing a wing.

They finally escaped the encirclement of the crowd, but were still within the territory of the Wind's Breath Realm.

Black Tiger King dared not linger, and fled back to Thunder Palace in one breath without looking back before finally stopping.

"He got away." Lewandowski watched the Black Tiger King flee with resentment.

"Let him go. It's not like we could have left a demigod behind anyway. He won't dare to cause trouble alone after he's so badly injured." Victoria put away the Mirror of Wind, her face pale.

Activating the quasi-world treasure consumed a large amount of her magic power, and she was almost unable to stand.

Ron helped her up: "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing. I just need to rest."

In the distance, on the city wall of Thunder Palace, Black Tiger King lay on the ground, covered in engine oil.

The gorilla king also finished fighting, walked over, and asked in a gruff voice:

"How did it get like this?"

"They have treasures that have limited my speed," the Black Tiger King gritted his teeth.

"You also need to be careful; that mirror is very troublesome."

The gorilla king was silent for a moment, then said, "What should we do then? Should I not go this time?"

Black Tiger King remained silent.

The appearance of the Mirror of Breath completely changed the situation on the battlefield.

After Black Tiger King's speed was restricted, he no longer dared to rush into the position and slaughter as recklessly as before.

The gorilla king dared not leave alone, fearing that he would be blocked by humans with treasures.

His speed was already poor, and once he was entangled in that domain, it was virtually impossible for him to escape.

If a human demigod were to lead a few third-tier beings, they might actually be able to wear him down.