Chapter 941 - 461: Spirit Casting Art Exchange

Chapter 941: Chapter 461: Spirit Casting Art Exchange

"Buck up, Great Witch, many people need your support."

The two stopped in a relatively calm area in the sky. Li Ang had many questions to ask, but now was not the time to chat about them.

Around the airborne battlefield, there were many ships that felt familiar to him, and some figures he had either once fought alongside or only encountered briefly.

The Sky Knights who were members of the Guild clashed with bizarrely shaped enemies using the Light of the Star Soul. Some had beast-like forms based on a humanoid structure, while others were distorted and enlarged, losing their original appearance and looking like blobs of mixed energy. Among them, flashes of crimson occasionally swept through, harvesting lives.

"Diao, the battle situation here is very unfavorable."

A voice suddenly sounded beside the brown-skinned young girl, and in the midst of the breeze, a petite girl with cat ears appeared in form. She was dressed in an elaborately embroidered green short outfit, decorated with black and white feathers at the edges.

This girl was not an ordinary person.

"Annette," Diao called out the petite girl’s name.

"Akuya hasn’t recovered. In this sky, the power of the ’End Sea Star Soul’ cannot be confronted head-on. The allied forces need to retreat to the Ignis Sky Realm," Annette said.

"But that aerial realm is already a wasteland and a sea of fire... Alright, I understand."

Seeing the giant waves of the End Sea Star Soul begin to harvest lives, the high tier Flying Airships also struggled to escape its whirlpool. Diao nodded; avoiding a direct confrontation was crucial.

"I need you to help me borrow the power of All Spirits," Annette said before immediately changing shape. In the spot where she stood, a giant bird manifested its form.

No, it was also a Dragon, just with a special appearance: covered in emerald feathers, three pairs of giant wings spread out, four Sharp Claws tearing through the air, gripping whirlwinds. Even a breath seemed to incite a frenzied Storm.

This was the true form of the Six Wind Dragons.

Diao raised a wooden staff, channeling Magic Power into the unseen corners of the world. All Spirits leapt around, and fierce winds arose. Annette’s piercing cry penetrated the high aerial battlefield, taking over the Wind Spirit, instantly creating a gale that pierced the heavens and earth.

"I’ll summon Thunder to assist you," Diao said to the giant bird dragon.

Diao then called upon the Thunder Spirit, casting a sidelong glance at Li Ang.

As if knowing exactly what to do at this moment, Li Ang naturally activated Spirituality for the young girl and cast a series of Curse Arts. The wind column created by the Wind Dragon swept forward, gradually expanding into a cloud-like wind wall that rolled away. Every entity before it was swallowed as if mere grains, even the Imperial Battleship could not stop it.

A gap was punched through the battlefield, responding as if to the previously agreed tactic, and the allies reorganized their formation, escaping through the gap.

The Kingfisher extended its Sharp Claws to grasp Li Ang and Diao, its Six Wings vibrating to transform into a ring-like stream of light, passing through the enemy formation not blown away by the wind wall. The intense whirlwind around it screamed, forming a Razor, slicing the enemy army into fragments.

Those blown away by the wind but not extinguished were struck by rampant Thunder appearing from the clear sky, falling to their deaths charred black.

The End Sea Star Soul surged forward, the crushing force of the multi-ton water stream destroying everything ahead. It made no distinction between friend and foe, and the roar of the waves seemed like the lament of a certain soul; merely watching it approach caused a jolt of spiritual shock.

Diao raised the Magic Staff high, summoning Spirits of the Deer, Falcon, and giant Fish. They leaped, flapped wings, and darted around, conveying healing waves to the others, boosting spirits.

Annette whipped up a supporting breeze, aiding the allies in a smooth escape.

As the Justice Forces gradually retreated along the remnants of the wind wall, a touch of crimson condensed and took shape. A demon with twisted, gnarled flesh wings appeared, though it wasn’t a true Crimson Demon, its power as a Demon Worshiper couldn’t be underestimated.

The Imperial Influence, transformed after siding with the demon, was such a formidable enemy Li Ang and Diao had already partnered to counter numerous times.

Its bizarre Spirituality triggered blood-red lightning around it, and the demon raised its hand, releasing Slow Down wave that enveloped the battlefield.

This time, it was Li Ang’s turn to raise the Magic Staff, using Curse Arts to counteract the demonic Magic that ordinary people could not resist.

...

Under the night sky, a giant bonfire crackled and burned, flames leaping upward, black smoke poured out through a gap at the top of the rock wall, but beforehand, devices set by Alchemists purified it.

Neither the Firelight nor the smoke could transmit through the crack to the outside, the secret stronghold of the allies couldn’t risk any leakage.

In the hollow within the crevice of Sky Island, another post-battle celebration took place.

Li Ang and Diao were surrounded by Sky Knights taking turns offering toasts. On a distant rocky platform, a cat with a mix of emerald and black fur looked coldly at everything, Firelight danced continually in the emerald jade-like pupils akin to those of the Dragon Race.

"Come, let’s toast our Great Witch and Great Druid couple! Without them, how many brothers and sisters would have died today?" A Xiang, the one-eyed, one-armed man, raised his cup high. The Curse surrounded his wound, even the high tier Healing Spell couldn’t remove it.

"Couple, couple... me and the Great Witch..."

A faint pink blush climbed up Diao’s neck, making her brown skin appear more exquisite as if blended chocolate with milk and honey.

"Hehe, Little Diao is shy again, obviously they’ve long been a pair."

"Brilliant Fist" Olivia teased the two from the side, scars deep and dividing her previously beautiful face. Like A Xiang, due to the irreversible Demon Curse, those scars couldn’t be undone.

"I..."

Diao lowered her head, repeatedly sneakily glancing at Li Ang.