1189: Chapter 301: Vivian’s Magical World 1189: Chapter 301: Vivian’s Magical World “Quit the nonsense, the enemy won’t give us so much ti to look at that sort of thing,” Vivian glanced at the enemies as they were regrouping.
She had to admit, the tactics the enemy had chosen seed quite ordinary without any highlights, but since the battle had begun and after more than thirty minutes, despite Ava’s rampage and Freya’s furious barrage, the enemy’s combat strength had hardly suffered any damage.
Only seven or eight Silver Rank undead mages had withdrawn from the attack sequence due to serious injuries, but their absence wasn’t going to affect the overall situation.
In contrast, the enemy had nearly succeeded in a perfect assassination attempt, pressing the girls and revealing most of their trump cards, even coming alarmingly close to a successful surprise assault.
Even now, the Mage girl could still feel the chill of the dagger at her neck, bringing a shiver.
Vivian touched her nape but still took the lambskin Freya was holding and said with a sneer, “However, hand it over and let take a look, let’s see what’s got you so astonished.”
It was indeed a piece of lambskin penetrated in the center, processed to be soft, pliable, and thin with clearly high quality.
On the face of the skin were dense and nurous Magic Arrays, one next to another, with so even overlapping and nested together.
But by that ti, not only was the skin shot through, but also because these Arrays had exhausted their energy.
There was not a hint of magical fluctuation felt on it, and even when trying to inject magical energy along the lines of the Array, there was no reaction from those mana threads.
The mont she saw the Array, Vivian’s eyes narrowed and a spark of light flashed through her pupils, like a master hunter spotting the finest prey, filled with joy at facing a challenge.
But after just a few seconds, the Mage girl forcibly flipped the skin so it was no longer facing her, refusing to continue looking.
Upon turning the skin over, Vivian noticed small lines of text on the back and quickly scanned them.
Realization dawned on her face, followed by a strange and puzzled expression, as if she had encountered sothing utterly incomprehensible.
Nonetheless, she didn’t say anything, just folded the sheepskin neatly and tucked it into her pocket, whispering, “I think I understand what’s going on.
I’ll explain it all to you after this is over.”
“Tch, so much for worrying the enemy wouldn’t give us that much ti,” Lina finally regained her composure from the shock of Vivian’s close call with assassination, her curiosity piqued about the lambskin she had unintentionally shot down.
Although she often seed a bit odd, it was just her naivety, she wasn’t actually out of her mind to demand Vivian to explain right then and there.
So she teased, “How co you were looking at it so happily just after saying that?”
“Hmph, whether they want to give us that much ti or not, what does it have to do with ?
I couldn’t care less,” Vivian retorted haughtily, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, proudly claiming, “Now that I have revealed my hand, they have lost their final chance to turn the tables.
Now, it is my ti, Vivian’s ti, I command here.
As for the enemies?
They need only kneel, only revere, only obey, and that will suffice.”
As she uttered this exceedingly self-confident proclamation, like an arrogant sovereign, the Mage girl stepped forward, returning to her original position, and sequentially gulped down six bottles of different colored potions.
Watching Vivian’s actions, a sense of foreboding rose within the enemy commander, who waved his hand at his troops.
The eight massive tower shields were raised once again, tightly aligned without any gaps, while the rest of the n hid behind the shields, proceeding with caution and ready to strike at any mont.
However, the commander at the back of the troop, his brows furrowed beneath his helt, was growing more worried.
Although not versed in magic, he could feel the disturbances emanating from Vivian’s side of the battlefield, the unique stirring of magical energy.
Having drunk a significant amount of potion, Vivian slowly lifted her magic staff, tapping its end lightly on the ground, a signal that caused the calm and still magical energy around her to suddenly flow at high speed, becoming extrely active.
The swirling magical energy, like seawater drawn into a whirlpool, rushed into the ground.
The ground, paved with white jade stones, remained unscathed under the protection of the Deity, but as magical energy poured in, countless mana threads illuminated, revealing their original shape.
Twisting and entwining shiny mana threads quickly covered the space behind the cheval de frise, nearly a hundred square ters.
Due to the extensive area, it was hard to discern the shape of these threads from nearby, but if one could elevate and pull back the perspective, it would beco evident that all the threads on the ground ford a circular Array, with a massive seven-pointed star in the center, a perfect, balanced septagram.
Each tip of the septagram bore dense magical script and complex figures.
As for the outermost regular circle of the Array, it was made up of countless small symbols and designs, which from a distance looked like nothing more than lines forming a circle.
“The pentagram represents power and destruction, the hexagram signifies life and creation,” Vivian stood in the center of the Array, her blue short hair and blue work skirt fluttering without any wind under the tumultuous mana around her.
Holding her magic staff, her voice was not loud, yet it clearly spread throughout the venue, “However, the heptagram stands for…
omnipotence.”
With a ‘boom’, everyone felt as if the surroundings shook violently once again, but this ti it wasn’t an actual tremor, it was an intense magical fluctuation, casting ripples into everyone’s minds.
Every person, whether they understood magic or not, seed to witness an invisible energy column, tens of ters thick, ascend from the ground, breaking through the thick earth below and the solid roof above, connecting heaven and earth, piercing the entire temple.
Of course, these were rely illusions caused by the surging energy, and upon rubbing their eyes, it was apparent that the column of light never existed – the Array remained an Array, the Mage remained a Mage, the only difference being that the energy surged even more violently.
However, no one could forget that imnse pillar of light that had pierced heaven and earth, nor forget the girl standing in the midst of the column, her hair and clothes flying, like a Deity descending upon the mortal world.
The girls were not witnessing Vivian use this trump card for the first ti.
Before they made the decision to leave the City of Knowledge and delve into the heart of the Forest of Death, Vivian had nearly abandoned the developnt of the advanced potions she was refining, which had reached its final stages.
She spent the majority of her ti locked in the basent or living day and night in her private laboratory in the Starshine Tower.
If it weren’t for the concern that too great a distance might cause complications, the other girls guessed she would have hidden herself away in the lab deep within Crying Cave and never erged.
Once the decision was made to embark on the expedition with Pannis, Vivian spent even more ti in the basent and the Starshine Tower, a situation that persisted until the day of departure.
More precisely, on the night before they set out, the girl had still been in the laboratory, staying up all night until four in the morning before the sky even lightened, when Vivian suddenly burst with excitent, roughly knocking on everyone’s bedroom doors, dragging the five bleary-eyed people from their beds, and running to the Starshine Tower.
There, the girl spent even more ti than today preparing everything.
It took so long that the other five lay down and fell asleep right there on the Magic Tower’s testing ground.
The five sleeping people were awakened by an energy fluctuation as drastic as today’s, witnessing for the first ti that pillar of light piercing heaven and earth, and for the first ti seeing soone using a Magic Array to rge with the surroundings to directly draw Leyline Energy.
Even with the Magic Tower’s containnt, it was impossible to conceal such an intense magical fluctuation, but fortunately, the professionals in the Holy City had long grown accustod to occasional bursts of energy fluctuations from the Mage District, so it did not cause a stir.
This allowed the Mage girl to keep the news of her newly developed large Array hidden as her final trump card.
The mont Pannis, with his wealth of experience, felt the magical fluctuation, he had already guessed the effect of this Array, a strange feeling arising in his heart.
He certainly rembered that first encounter years ago when he was the one who taught Vivian the thod of using her own body as a dium to directly absorb energy from the Crystal and convert it into her own mana, laying a solid foundation for her ascent to Legendary status.
However, he could never have imagined that, in just a few years, the once naive magical prodigy had developed a never-before-seen Array based on that concept, elevating the thod by countless levels, turning what was originally only a ans to aid her own mana replenishnt into sothing far more terrifying.
Watching the girl connected to the Leyline Energy, Pannis sighed, knowing nothing could prevent her na from being eternally inscribed in the magical history of Yarran World and no one could stop her from becoming a legend in the Magical World, belonging to both the present and the future.
And today, this girl, whose na was about to spread across the world, was taking her first step, with her sisters and enemies in front as witnesses.
“You have lost all chances of victory, you are already defeated,” Vivian’s voice was as calm as it was indifferent, devoid of any worldly emotion as she said, “Welco to Vivian’s Magical World, welco to Vivian’s journey of death.”
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