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The sudden surge of disruptive magical pulses caught the Abyss Inquisitor Legion completely off guard. Fortunately, the demon forces also appeared to suffer some interference—otherwise, in that single moment, the casualties on the wizard side would have reached a horrifying scale.
Among those unaffected were only Harry and Li Jiannan, whose magic had already advanced to the level of full Awakened. Even top-tier wizards like Grand Ivan and Dumbledore were momentarily locked down. However, their mastery over their own magic was formidable. After a brief pause, they quickly stabilized the flow of magic within themselves.
"Sword follows my will—Ten Thousand Swords, Descend from the Heavens!"
The swordfall that had momentarily gone still now began to flow once more. In an instant, the swirling blades gathered into a sword spring. Infused with Li Jiannan's star-like glowing magic, the swords rained down from the sky like a curtain. In just a few moments, the demon forces entangled with the Inquisitor Legion were completely wiped out. The wounded wizards, struggling to stand, took advantage of the sword rain to retreat swiftly.
Every heart on the battlefield was tightly strung with tension. The power this newly arrived third faction displayed upon arrival shocked everyone. Unlike the abyssal demons, who naturally suppressed magical power, these newcomers demonstrated an understanding and application of magic that surpassed the wizarding world by not just one—but several generations. This was a complete technological overpowering.
As beings who could also utilize magical energy, their advancements in magical research and practical application far outpaced those of traditional wizards.
Where wizards still struggled to integrate magic and technology, these newcomers had showcased a seamless blend the moment they appeared.
Now, the tower-like structures at the center of their formation—the so-called "power pylons"—began to unfold mechanical blades resembling propellers. As the blades rotated, a familiar ripple of energy spread outward. It wasn't the disruptive pulse from earlier, but rather a distinct magical fluctuation—one closely resembling the spatial distortions seen during space magic.
"It's a spatial star marker!" a surprised voice called out.
It was Yin Yue, the cultivator from the Taishi Celestial Empire. He kicked aside the gutted corpse of the demon commander he'd slain, still clutching the intact core of a demon overlord's magic essence in one hand.
"A year ago, we began building spatial star markers on the moon. This energy signature is nearly identical to the activation ripple of our teleportation markers—at least ninety percent similar."
"I'll deal with this. You finish off the demon army as quickly as possible."
His voice grew grim. Yin Yue understood exactly what it meant for a spatial beacon to complete its coordinate lock: it signaled the impending arrival of a terrifying force—one capable of bringing the war directly to the Abyss World's home turf.
"Thirty seconds."
Grand Ivan's reply was heavy and low. In that moment, his Animagus form underwent a dramatic transformation. His third-stage fusion beast was none other than one of the lords of the Eternal Icefield: a Frost Tyrant who had followed him since youth.
His third-stage transformation turned him into a massive, half-human, half-bear warrior—a muscular behemoth of brute force. Alchemical armor covered most of his vital areas. However, due to time constraints, he hadn't fully replaced the second-stage armor with the new anti-magic alloy developed by Nicolas Flamel. Only the claws had been reforged using the new metal, allowing him to maximize his prowess in close-quarters combat against demons.
Now, armor of frost spread across every inch of his fur and muscle. His entire body began undergoing elemental transformation into pure ice.
A sub-zero cold wave—reaching -260°C—erupted from within him. Demons that came even slightly too close were instantly frozen solid. This was not a magical effect, nor was his body composed of simple enchanted ice.
This was the result of his fourth-stage Animagus transformation—developed specifically to fight demons up close, back when anti-magic metals were not yet available.
By channeling magical power to bring atomic motion close to a halt, and using the stabilizing properties of Animagus transformation to solidify this effect, he formed a domain-like area of absolute stillness. Anything entering his domain would be suppressed by the field, and the external manifestation of this atomic deceleration was none other than—
A temperature approaching absolute zero.
Only targets capable of resisting the domain's effects to a certain degree could withstand the physical "time-stop" effect brought on by this zone of absolute stillness. The demons' anti-magic skin, at its core, was designed to absorb magic—not to nullify its effects.
While the magic composing the domain could be absorbed by the demons, the domain's effect itself would still freeze them in place, locking down every action except for thought.
Thirty seconds—or rather, not even thirty seconds. The demon commander, who posed the greatest threat to the wizards with his control over legion mobility and spatial lockdowns, was slain on the spot. His brittle, iron-like body was shattered completely, and the twin cores of magic within him were extracted—killing him instantly.
The magical cost of maintaining the fourth-stage Animagus transformation was so high that even Grand Ivan could barely sustain it. When he finally dropped the form, his labored breathing revealed an exhaustion that reached deep into his bones.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield—
Li Jiannan, having fully unleashed the power of the Sword Casket, was single-handedly tearing through the demon army. The soldiers of the Abyss Inquisitor Legion had not yet regained combat effectiveness—the heavy magical interference had affected them severely.
But such a high-intensity magical output came with a price. The Sword Casket was, after all, the life-bound weapon of the fully Awakened Azure Lotus Sword Immortal. And every Awakened being possessed a truly bottomless reservoir of magical energy.
The amount of magic they could recover in just a few breaths rivaled the total combined mana of thousands of ordinary wizards. This level of endurance was what defined them as weapons of mass destruction on a global scale.
But Li Jiannan was different. Though he possessed magical strength comparable to that of an Awakened wizard, his total magic reserves could not even begin to match. In less than half a minute, the Sword Casket—unleashed at full capacity—had completely drained his internal magical supply.
Of the more than 100,000 demon troops teleported here by the two-headed demon lord, only one-tenth remained. Yet the appearance of eleven demon commanders on the battlefield still left Dumbledore and Grindelwald in a bitter struggle.
While none among them possessed the troublesome abilities of teleportation or spatial locking, their sheer numbers alone made a difference. Even the black-and-white terrors could only hold the line—they could not eliminate them.
But Yin Yue was ready.
The spellcasting system of the Taishi Celestial Empire was entirely different from that of Europe. Animagus transformations were not part of their curriculum—not because they couldn't use them, but because they had alternatives of equal caliber.
If Animagus transformation symbolized the fusion of a secondary body with the original, then the "True External Form" technique symbolized absorption and consumption.
They would create a second body, connected to yet independent from their true self. Using the body's blank foundation as a pure white canvas, and the bloodline of a powerful magical creature as paint, they would integrate the creature's full power into this form through a process akin to painting.
Yin Yue's True External Form was a creature once worshipped as a totem by ancient mortals—an entity that now dwelled in the greatest secret realm of the Taishi Empire, Shanhaiguan: one of the Eastern Seven Constellations—
The Azure-Blue Dragon.
"Heaven's torrents surge—Celestial Dragon, take form!"
A colossal dragon, hundreds of meters long, appeared mid-air. His True External Form was not an illusion, but a fully physical dragon body made manifest.
"—Break!"
The Azure-Blue Dragon, surrounded by roiling cloud-seas, dove from the sky like an apocalyptic comet—shattering everything in its path!
(End of Chapter)