Chapter 2328 - 107: Crow's Prophecy X

The essence of Magic is to extract the flowing Ether and present it in the world in the way the Caster desires, but as long as Ether creates ripples, it will undoubtedly be sensed by every node on the water surface. Seeker Angina has shaped the foundation of the Sea of Magic with this 'water surface'—though the 'water surface' is not the entirety of Ether, it has at least become a consensus of the Scholars and Magicians of the Silver Tower, Stars and Moon, and Sun Towers.

The Counter-Curse pursues discovery and retaliation, detecting the slightest changes in the flow of Ether through the ripples on the 'water surface', and then interfering before the Spell takes shape. The Magicians of Stars and Moon were the first to discover the method of monitoring the flow of Magic Power. They forged the Wizard's 'sense' by feeling the interaction between the multicolored Magic Power scattered in every corner of this world, and over time, this set of rules has become a guideline for combat among Casters.

But at this moment, what is presented before the Storm Clerics is an absolutely quiet Domain, Adrian's symbol, Raveno of Storm's Divine Strength granted them a unique method of observing Magic Power. Yet, what they see through the Eye of Storm is only a blank space, as if gazing into the Abyss. Surrounding that young man, there seems to be a black hole where multicolored Magic Power is calm as a stagnant pool.

Yet whenever he completes his Casting, the Sea of Magic awakens like a hibernating Giant Dragon, but by then it's too late. The chain reaction of Magic Power appears as an unbreakable chain, manifesting through Luo Yu's hands. A Spell that cannot be countered means a one-sided War; the Clerics of the Crow's Claw Sanctuary seem to be playing a game they are destined to lose, forced to launch a brutal counter-offensive—the result of which is—they leave themselves open to retaliation against Spells that truly threaten him, while they remain helpless against the same Spells from their opponent.

Luo Yu even forbids his opponents from having protection; he often opts for the most efficient method, disrupting their Protection Spells, then launching an Attack. The Attack doesn't require any High Rank Spells; sometimes an Ice Cone is enough to pierce the opponent's frail body.

Thus, an astonishing scene unfolds: the young Elementalist stands holding his Magic Wand, positioned against two or thirty attackers, still maintaining the upper hand. Each move he makes inevitably claims a life, the Clerics' Spells are complex, but if the Casting takes a moment too long, it is interrupted, and if too short, it fails to penetrate the youthful Elementalist's Shield.

"Oh my, oh my!"

The Invokers among the Adventurers witnessing this scene are left with only one thought, to loudly exclaim their astonishment; their minds temporarily short-circuiting, questioning whether the Storm Clerics are misled into performing, or whether this is another Grand Guild's scheme to promote their newcomer?

But even if it was a scheme, it seemed all too real. Not even when they saw Mei did they consider using an Information Crystal to document the previous scene, for indeed there was nothing worth recording; those Crow's Claw Knights were clearly no match for Miss Knight. Yet at this moment, everyone spontaneously picked up their Crystals, their genuine thought being—are these Storm Clerics new-era benefactors who only take hits without returning them?

But the Clerics certainly aren't practicing selflessness, they're just stuck in an awkward situation. Some Clerics even hid behind the Knights, attempting to conceal their feeble Spells. But suddenly, a Clockwork Fairy soared from the young man's hand, and at that moment, the Clerics raised their heads, eyes gleaming with a nameless grief and indignation; only one thought filled their hearts:

"Is it really this unfair?"

Madam stood beside her husband, watching the young man at the doorway, silent and speechless, only a fleeting, imperceptible flash of vibrant light passed through her eyes. Amongst the admiration lurked a trace of tender affection.

As if the young man, facing many enemies yet remaining unperturbed, was not merely a reflection of her lineage, but a symbol of aspiration carried forth from her youthful ideals and brilliance, a witness of time gone by. His silence was not rebellion but the son's silent acknowledgment to his mother, the very person who walks in their footsteps.

He truly understood them, and he was indeed her son—

She pursed her lips, tears barely glistening in her eyes, blinked, raised a hand to wipe the corner of her eye, then turned back, caught only by the gentle gaze of her husband's eyes. The man said, "Xiaoyu... has grown up..."

"But still not enough."

Luo Yu exhaled gently.

"Xiaoyu, you could actually be more efficient. There are several Spells that are unnecessary," his mother's stern voice came from behind, "Ah and Von incantations were born to conserve Magic Power, a Caster must constantly be aware of their Magic Power, but this isn't merely a rigid doctrine—"

Luo Yu was slightly taken aback, instinctively turned around.

There, his mother still sternly gazed at him, "Conserving Magic Power is not purely to conserve Magic Power, you must understand this, but to achieve victory. However, sometimes defeating the enemy faster is also a method leading to the same end."

Luo Yu hesitated for a moment, a bolt of electricity flew towards him, striking his Shield, leaving sparks scattered and shattered. His eyes briefly flickered, what Kalatu passed on to him and Gita was Knowledge unlike any other—vast, boundless like the sea.