The celestial flas flickered, casting a red glow across the sky.
In the canyon between two mountains, mbers of opposing factions were engaged in a fierce battle. The sounds of bullets and explosions were incessant. At the back of the northern valley, rolling fireballs, five ters in diater, slowly ascended into the night sky, radiating waves of heat.
Below, red-robed mbers raised their unique magical staffs towards the fireballs, chanting and casting spells, causing the fireballs to burn more intensely.
Fla Torch Staff [Excellence Condensation Bead level]: Its appearance resembles a hollow torch, with an empty cavity extending to the handle. When grasped, magic power flows through the staff’s internal patterns, forming a special array. Inside, colorless fusing ’Rolling Fla Particles’ are generated. These particles are then activated by the device at the top of the staff, temporarily stabilized, and released into the external space for use in various rituals or attack spells.
About twenty red-robed mbers, holding ’Fla Torch Staffs’, completed their preparations and raised their staffs, from which orange-red particles like mist surged out, gathering towards the sky.
Tiny flaming vortices absorbed these particles, generating expanding fireballs.
When around sixty rolling fireballs appeared in the night sky, the entire canyon was illuminated as if it were dayti. The gradually wafting heat waves turned the mountain grasses yellow, wisps of smoke rose, and the air began to shimr, distorting the view.
Facing such a situation, the opposing faction began to retreat.
"Trying to escape? But it’s too late." A seductive woman in red lifted her head, revealing the blonde curls under her hood. She waved her Fla Torch Staff once more, and the fireballs in the sky seed to lock onto their targets, rushing downward.
The intensely bright fireballs dove through the mountains, trailing thick smoke and scorch marks, catching up with the fleeing opponents.
During this, so Autonomous Units flew up, attempting to block the diving fireballs, but bullets could not disrupt the fireballs’ structure. Shields that were constructed crumbled upon contact. Soon, these Autonomous Units turned into burning scrap tal, vanishing in the erupting flas of the fireballs.
Opposing these red-robed figures was the Star Cluster to which Shui Yanqing belonged. Their individual strength was comparable to that of the enemy, and although so were fortified with special Divine Protection, enhancing their combat prowess considerably, the mbers of the Red Fla Cluster outnumbered them. Initially, they could hold their ground, but the rise of ’Rolling Fla Fireballs’ began to tip the balance.
Blazing fireballs whooshed across the night sky, hurtling down with suffocating heat waves. Those Auxiliary Autonomous Units that couldn’t evade in ti were instantly lted, turning into scattered sparks and ashes. Other isolated mbers, though not burned to death, were scorched in the intense firelight and fell, charred, eliminated from the fray.
After this battle, the Star Cluster Shui Yanqing belonged to lost fifteen mbers, severely weakening their strength. Faced with the pursuit of the Red Fla Cluster, they were forced to repeatedly abandon positions and retreat.
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On the fifth day, surrounded in their stronghold, Shui Yanqing once again faced the Red Fla Cluster under Prin’s command.
They stood on the ridge, lined up, overlooking the ’Wings of Water’ Star Cluster stationed in the valley below.
At this mont, the entire valley was subrged in water. Under the manipulation of the underground stronghold’s array, these waters constructed a sturdy circulatory barrier, like a do, covering the valley below.
From the mountaintop, Prin stepped out, holding a small Ruby Scepter, its multifaceted gemstone emitting a wavering red glow, stirring the surrounding space.
Even without familiarity, one could guess this must be a powerful artifact, seemingly a recent acquisition of the Red Fla Cluster.
"The water barrier below is very sturdy. Our previous attempts to stop the ’Rolling Fla Beads’ bombardnt couldn’t break it." A blonde beauty at the side of the petite songstress reported.
"I know. Today, I’m here for this." Prin’s fiery red eyes swept over the water-encircled barrier below, her lips curling slightly.
"Stubborn resistance indeed."
"Though we are on good terms usually, holding back in a competition is self-deceptive." As she said this, an invisible ripple spread downward. Prin knew Shui Yanqing must be able to hear.
"Since the greetings are done, let’s begin." She first took a deep breath, then held the scepter horizontally in front of her, slowly closing her eyes.
"Heavenly Prayer Secret Art: Sky-Scorching City Incineration"
Peculiar curses flowed from her mouth like a song. As ti passed, waves of hot wind blew in from all directions, gathering above the valley into a faint orange-red tornado.
In just a few seconds, everyone standing on the ridge felt as if they had stepped into the hottest days of sumr. That stifling heat seeped into their bodies silently from every corner, leaving no escape, scorching them intensely.
Fortunately, all present were High Rank Extraordinary Ones, not likely to faint from heat alone, but sweat poured down regardless.
With ti passing further, Prin opened her eyes, her hand gently releasing the Ruby Scepter she held horizontally, letting the wind lift her cloak and short hair, dancing in the air.
The ruby at the scepter’s tip flashed, and Prin raised it, a thin red line piercing the sky, vanishing in an instant.
While others were curious and puzzled, the once blue sky suddenly dimd, transitioning from noon to the golden dusk mont in an instant.
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