Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1032 - 1025: The Majestic Power of Magic

Chapter 1032: Chapter 1025: The Majestic Power of Magic

Feng had never expected that these Beastmen would be so fearless and tough before she charged into their ranks. Having followed the Advance Team for over a year, she had grown accustomed to their tactics of breaking the enemy’s spirit, yet, to her surprise, she hit a snag here.

Although she could sever the bodies of several Beastmen with a single stroke of her blade, she found it futile as they surged towards her like a tide; despite her valiant fighting, she was overwhelmed.

In such a situation, without the intervention of external forces, the only thing waiting for her would have been a tragic end.

However, fortunately, Feng was not fighting alone. Just when she felt she could hardly hold on any longer, intense gunfire suddenly erupted from the walls — her teammates’ support had arrived in time, and concentrated fire rained down upon the enemy ranks, causing the Beastmen to let out bursts of agonized screams.

Heartened by the sound of gunfire, Feng, who had nearly been at her limit, seemed to be reinvigorated with magic power and fought fiercely once again.

"Crossfire, avoid friendly fire, Fula, Fula, make sure to protect Feng!" Luo’er stood on top of the wall, loudly directing the fight of his team members.

The enemies here were completely different from those on the other side, not only in their large numbers but also in their dense formation; nearly a volley could hit several of them at once.

The dense formations gave the Advance Team’s automatic weapons the opportunity to shine. Acting as support, Hu Daoke gave up on short bursts and went for a full sweep, aiming to annihilate more of the enemy.

He armed himself with two automatic weapons and even grabbed Taran to help load the ammunition. When he ran out of bullets for the Type 47 light machine gun, he switched to the Browning M1918 automatic rifle for continued fire.

Although the Browning, using full-power cartridges, had a strong recoil, its penetration effect on the enemies was particularly significant, usually able to pierce through several Beastmen with a single shot. Facing these individuals who were neither kith nor kin, Hu Daoke showed no mercy at all, because he had always regarded himself as a person from Earth, not a Beastman.

With the intervention of the Advance Team’s firepower coupled with Feng’s relentless fighting, the battlefield quickly became littered with corpses. The already damp ground grew even muddier with the blood of the Beastmen, and a thick stench of blood filled the air.

During the battle, Luo’er also noticed that the morale of these Beastmen was difficult to break. Despite the Advance Team’s powerful gunfire and Feng’s formidable killing ability, the Beastmen kept charging at them wave after wave.

This observation suggested that the fight on the other side of the wall was merely a ruse, and the enemies hadn’t truly been routed. Such a formidable combat prowess was worthy of the warrior race from the Otherworld.

The Beastmen’s assault was massive, deploying a few hundred troops; without the Advance Team, Meila Village would surely have fallen to this attack, and the inevitable outcome would have been the village’s destruction.

Even with the Advance Team’s presence, dealing with these foes was laborious. So much so that, without Feng’s participation, even if the Advance Team committed its current armed forces to the battle, it would not make a difference — they would have simply shared Meila Village’s fate.

"Moumou, use magic, we can’t keep this up; Feng will not be able to handle it!" Luo’er turned his head and shouted to Tangmo loudly.

"I know!" Tangmo nodded vigorously, putting away the Magic Crystal handgun and drawing out her Magic Wand.

In such a dire situation, her concern was no less than Luo’er’s. After all, both in name and in reality, she was Feng’s guardian and it was her instinct to be responsible for her. How could she possibly allow her to be overwhelmed by the enemy forces?

She held the Magic Wand towards the battlefield while murmuring incantations. Under the guidance of her Spells, the magic power in the air began to converge rapidly above the battlefield, forming an invisible tornado vortex.

This was a fourth-level magic spell that Tangmo had learned, arguably the strongest spell below the Forbidden Curse Level. As she channeled it, tumultuous magic power gathered within her body and was then released to join the vortex in the sky.

It is worth noting that Mages do not absorb and convert all their magic power before releasing it. For large-scale magic like this fourth-level spell, they typically only convert and use about twenty percent of the total amount of magic power.

This 20 percent of magic power, after being transformed and released by the mage, would guide the remaining 80 percent to start forming the magical shape the mage needed.

This was the main method for guiding large-scale magic because with spells above level four, if all the magic power was to converge within the mage before circulating, then even the most talented mages would have difficulty withstanding such intensity of magic power.

This also explains why Magic Conductors who cast Forbidden Curses are injured or killed by their own spells. They can only endure about ten percent of the magic power of a Forbidden Curse. Once the Forbidden Curse is cast near them, they too would perish from the excessive magic power.

However, the forms of magical destruction are diverse, and not all magic relies on Magic Power Erosion for damage. Spells from the Flame System rely on high temperatures for damage, while spells from the Frost System primarily rely on low temperatures. Spells from the Wind Sect are quite special as they mainly rely on the impact of high-speed particle streams, which essentially is a form of Magic Power Erosion.

In the Otherworld’s categories of magic, Magic Power Erosion is unquestionably the largest and most practical category. This type of magic creates decreased damage against mages but is particularly suitable against ordinary people, especially Earthlings who are unable to resist magic power.

And the spell Tangmo was currently releasing was one from the Flame System. This spell had a clichéd name called Fire Tornado.

As more and more magic power converged in midair and became visible to the naked eye, the incantation was transformed. Following the command of the Spells, the magic power coiling in midair ignited instantly, and a colossal Fire Tornado appeared out of nowhere.

The Fire Tornado, over ten meters in diameter, erupted with intense heat in midair. Even Luo’er, standing on the ramparts, could feel the scorching temperature, not to mention the beastmen on the battlefield, some of whom could already smell their flesh charring.

With such a terrifying spell overhead, the beastmen’s will to fight finally began to waver, and at the edge of the battlefield, the beastmen started to rout.

It seemed that beastmen were not afraid of bullets or close combat but had a deep fear of magic. As soon as Tangmo’s Fire Tornado ignited, nearly everyone could sense that the combat effectiveness of the beastmen on the battlefield had instantly dropped by about ten percent or more.

With the help of Fulajie’er and the beastmen’s morale waning, Feng seized the moment to activate the super Mobility device, taking a leap out of the enemy crowd and landing beneath the walls.

"Down!"

Seeing Feng break away from combat, Tangmo bit down hard and waved her Magic Wand, causing the Fire Tornado in the sky to descend to the ground.

The moment the Fire Tornado touched down, it burst forth with a thunderous roar. The corpses on the ground were instantly scorched by the high temperatures, emitting a burnt smell. The beastmen who were still alive fled in an embarrassing defeat, while those who couldn’t escape were immediately engulfed by the Fire Tornado, screaming in agony.

True, the circulation of magic power does not generate temperature, but once transformed, magic power can become fuel for fire. Then, with the oxygen in the air as an oxidizer, it is possible to create high-temperature flames out of thin air.

Of course, this requires specially transformed magic power to act as fuel. The magic power that is dispersed in the air without undergoing transformation cannot be ignited. Therefore, once the transformed magic power is exhausted, the flames will also cease.

Tangmo’s level-four spell ultimately changed the state of the battlefield. In fact, the destruction caused by this large-scale spell wasn’t even as high as Feng’s first strike upon entering the battlefield, but it effectively shattered the beastmen’s morale.

The beastmen, who were unafraid to face Feng’s instant kills, had a profound fear of such large-scale magic, collapsing after just one strike, scattering in disarray all over the battlefield.

"Thank goodness magic works on them, otherwise we would have really been in trouble..." Luo sighed as he blew on his gun barrel, which had become scalding hot and smoking, shaking his head in relief.

Feng kneeled half-crouched below the wall, gasping for air. Her body was splattered with the stench of beastmen’s fresh blood. This battle had drained nearly two-thirds of her stored magic power. If it weren’t for Luo’er and the others arriving in time, she would have probably lost her life on the spot.

However, she had scarcely caught her breath when a sudden sense of fear surged within her, as if some dangerous creature was approaching. Consequently, she couldn’t help but look up towards the edge of the forest.

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