"Adviser Mage, you go! Blast through that stone pillar!" Matron Batana shouted at Lynch.
"Honorable Matron, that stone pillar has a diater of over 10 ters. I’m afraid my power isn’t enough to penetrate it," Lynch, naturally, feigned ignorance at this mont, not wanting to reveal his possession of X-ray vision.
"Just obey the orders, male!" Matron Batana pointed decisively at the target. "That’s the decision."
It seed this matron had a good grasp of the situation here. She clearly knew that inside this stone pillar was a stairway leading underground. But how did that team enter this stone pillar? With such doubts, Lynch slowly walked towards the stone pillar, standing in front of all the Dark Elves, aiming his magic wand at the target he was to attack and destroy.
The mage deliberately slowed the gathering of the magic energy, chanting the spell slowly, causing the tip of the wand to continually spark with electrical sparks. Lynch wanted to clearly convey a ssage to those still inside the pillar: "Get away from here quickly, a terrifying army is behind you! And my spell is about to expose your location!"
The seven people seed to have noticed Lynch’s actions and hurriedly ran down the steps.
The lightning magic energy grew greater and greater. The mage gathered the lightning magic energy from multiple powerful wands but did not release it. A sudden strong pressure condensed in the cave, a blast of fierce wind radiating from the mage’s center, pouring out the anger accumulated from the constant pressure of magic energy. Except for a few Dark Elf Nobles who stood firmly in the sudden whirlwind, the other warriors and rcenaries staggered—so from the wind, so out of fear of the magic power.
"Lightning!!" Lynch swung the magic wand forward vigorously. A dazzling white light imdiately illuminated the underground cave. For that instant, this place that had never seen sunlight birthed an artificial sun, with no shadow escaping its brilliance. The originally thick lightning beam was focused into an energy ball, making its power purer and more concentrated.
The sudden light caught all the Dark Elves off guard. Their long life underground had made them forget what light was, their eyes accustod to darkness couldn’t withstand such a dazzling display. They covered their eyes, tears of pain streaming through their fingers—perhaps the only tears they would shed in their lives. So Dark Elves even howled in pain, unable to endure the stimulation.
Even the rcenaries, who were less sensitive to the light, struggled to adapt to the abrupt transition from absolute darkness to blinding brightness. Their vision was a blur of white, and even with closed eyes and eyelids attempting to shield their fragile pupils, they felt as if a noon sun hung directly before them.
And the mage, this effect was exactly what he wanted. His wand continuously fired, seizing the mont when everyone was blinded, he released the three accumulated lightning shots in succession, creating three round holes in a "品" pattern on the stone pillar.
"Break!!" The mage forcefully struck the wand against the ground, shouting this powerful word. Lynch used this thod to conceal the explosive nature of his lightning. Though Zilvra knew about it, she probably wouldn’t spread the word. However, if a future battle with the Dark Elf Family was inevitable, having more secret weapons would be advantageous.
Matron Batana cursed angrily in her heart, venomously denouncing the foolish mage. This male reptile must have done it on purpose! Surely he knew the great Drow had abandoned the weakness-inciting sunlight and he deliberately unleashed such brilliance! On another level, the Matron pondered, "This mage isn’t stupid. He must realize the consequences of angering . So what was his intention? It must be! He’s using this light to mask sothing."
When the matron opened her eyes, enduring the remaining sting and assessing the surroundings, it was exactly when the mage’s "Break!" echoed. Batana saw the mage fiercely strike his wand against the ground, the powerful force even creating an indentation in the hard surface, raising a dusty haze. At this mont, responding to the "Break," the stone pillar indeed exploded, the flying debris was flung into the air with a deafening roar. Influenced by the mage’s body-emitted force wind, these stones didn’t hit the Dark Elf squad but instead fell into the nearby underground river. The once calm river boiled, a splash of water erupting from the chaotic stones. As the dust slowly settled and the force wind around the mage cald, he turned around, his calm voice resonating in the cavern still echoing with explosive booms: "Honorable Matron, a passage has been blasted open."
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