Chapter 340: Reflecting Witchcraft, Array of Burning Silence, Shocking the Chief

The Particle Core Engine is the heart of a Mechanical Wizard and the source of their Particle Energy. Wizards who have undergone this surgical modification possess bodies that function and are structured in a way fundamentally different from ordinary Wizards.

They take the first step into the transhuman realm, building mechanical organs. They no longer require food, needing only a supply of pure nutrient fluid and a sufficient source of energy.

How did a Mechanical Wizard grow stronger? There were many paths, but the foundation was undoubtedly replacing and upgrading their material components.

Stronger motive power, better transmission conduits, and more wear- and rust-resistant raw materials.

‘Use the Particle Shock Wave Cannon…’ Mo Kui hesitated. Firing it would have a major impact on his mechanical body. At the very least, the energy transmission conduits and the firing barrel would need to be replaced.

This was no simple task. The new parts would need to be nurtured and acclimated with Spiritual Power, a very time-consuming process.

In the end, he still chose to unleash the Witchcraft.

As the Particle Energy in his body gathered in his chest, the three cannon muzzles that had extended before appeared once again. He pressed his arms tightly against his heart, and with a CLICK, the internal fitting mechanism vented white steam.

A full ninety percent of his Particle Core’s energy was channeled into the cannon’s rotational bearings.

VMMMM!

A profound, contained white light began to glow at the muzzles.

His mechanical eye locked onto the Heart Dream Mirror’s position.

BOOM!

A muffled bang echoed.

A blinding light shot out, forming a colossal particle wave an astonishing ten meters in diameter. Everything in its path turned to dust. The energy output was simply staggering.

The electromagnetic pulse generated by the particle blast left residual plasma hanging in the air, making one’s hair stand on end.

And yet, the tip of the beam acted as if it had a locking mechanism, curving in an arc to avoid several large buildings and prevent unnecessary energy loss.

The energy fluctuations it emanated reached an unprecedented level, a tier even stronger than High-tier Witchcraft.

The Witchcraft’s power touched the threshold of the Official Wizard Level.

The moment this Witchcraft was unleashed, the faces of Begging and Schneider, who were rushing toward the battlefield, changed drastically.

“This aura… Are you kidding me? With Witchcraft of this magnitude, that guy is in danger.”

“He’s not going to get killed, is he?”

Even their own trump-card Witchcraft was only about this powerful.

An Energy Witchcraft exceeding a value of fifty was on another level entirely.

If cast by an Official Wizard, it would be a Sublimation Witchcraft.

When an Extreme Wizard Apprentice paid a great price to cast a Witchcraft that reached that level, it was uniformly known as ‘Breaking Limit Witchcraft’.

Schneider’s own limit was casting just two such Breaking Limit Witchcrafts.

“The situation is terrible. The Wizards of White Lake Wizard City have been all but wiped out by those guys from the Natural Ring Tower.”

“We haven’t run into a single City Lord Mansion Wizard or Law Enforcement Wizard. We have to protect this Extreme Wizard Apprentice. If he gets killed, we’re in big trouble.”

Two of the three Dark Hand members had also been taken out.

The last one was somewhere in the city and hadn’t moved, for reasons unknown.

Anxiety grew in their hearts. For the first time, they wondered why White Lake Wizard City had been built so large, divided into an outer city, an inner city, a core City Lord’s Mansion, and a Law Enforcement Department.

They could both picture the Extreme Wizard Apprentice on his last breath, a truly miserable sight.

‘You have to survive.’

Sul stared in the direction of the battlefield, her expression grave. She had recovered about forty percent of her Particle Energy, but her Spiritual Power was still depleted.

Her eyes were filled with determination. ‘If worse comes to worst, I’ll just use the Light Refraction Teleportation Witchcraft one more time.’

The distance was short enough, and she had also located the direction Schneider and the other were headed.

‘One minute. I just need one minute.’

…

The blinding light, the sputtering plasma, the torrential pillar of energy—its tip traced an arc, carrying a contained, high-density payload of Particle Energy.

Even the Spiritual Tide was evaporated and melted away by this Energy Witchcraft, leaving a distinct path in its wake.

Aiden was stunned by this display of power and subconsciously took a step or two back.

SQUEAK SQUEAK!

The black-and-white, fist-sized rats that had been surrounding the Heart Dream Mirror, gnawing on its frame, were caught off guard. A few that didn’t dodge in time were instantly melted in the torrent of energy.

Their bodies could withstand High-tier Energy Witchcraft, but not the even higher level of a Breaking Limit Witchcraft.

CRACK!

A look of joy appeared on Aiden’s face. The Yellow Copper Mirror seemed to have cracked. It was about to shatter.

Johnson managed to suppress the rampaging Wild Grass Particle Energy in his body and slowly walked to Aiden’s side, staring at the situation within the Spiritual Tide.

“Even a Level 1 Sublimation Witchcraft Artifact will be damaged once the energy balancing its core is depleted.”

“Judging by its aura, this mirror artifact is probably only in the High-tier Witchcraft Artifact category.”

Aiden nodded. Under the strain of such an energy torrent, it would begin to collapse in five or six seconds at most, its core Techniques shattering one by one.

“It’s over. This troublesome guy is staying here for good.” Aiden breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t felt this much pressure even when fighting an Extreme Wizard Apprentice.

‘Over at the City Lord’s Mansion, they had personally killed two Extreme Wizard Apprentices.’

‘Counting the ones they killed before, that made four in total.’

Johnson nodded in agreement, a faint smile gracing his lips.

“That bastard, Mo Kui, actually killed my little darlings,” White Rat muttered from atop a high stone slab some distance away, scratching his hair in frustration.