Chapter 2143: Chapter 1196: Lord and Turning the Tide (Part 2)

Feeling the overwhelming momentum and chilling killing intent coming towards him, Leo Ray didn’t immediately take action, but activated the Thunder Light Phantom Body to increase speed and Thunder Sky Diversion to boost shield strength, ready to strike at any moment.

Leo Ray knew clearly that at present, he only had 8 pitch-black Guardians (including 2 retrieved from Eckhart) and 18 Metal Giant Dragons as Tier 5 Alchemy Puppets, and the powerful attack magic scrolls he had were extremely limited.

If he were to engage directly, he would be at a disadvantage in front of the enemy, who were several times more numerous, and would soon be damaged and ruined.

Therefore, how to achieve the greatest battle results at the lowest cost was undoubtedly the core of this fight.

As Leo Ray was thinking, he was also intently observing.

About 40 Holy Light Swordbearers were the first to charge, surrounding him in a half-moon formation, while the remaining Holy Light Swordbearers stayed behind to protect the Holy Light Chantors, remaining in place.

As for those Holy Light Chantors, they were all raising their magic wands, chanting with all their might, clearly preparing to launch a powerful spell attack.

“Mirage Illusion Skill!”

Leo Ray’s longsword, surrounded by purple light, was raised horizontally, and hundreds of illusions flashing with the same purple light appeared out of nowhere, rushing towards the opponent.

Just as the two sides were about to engage in close combat, the second shout of hundreds of Leo Rays rang out: “Ross!”

Countless sharp sword lights instantly illuminated the dark space, even overshadowing the golden light emanating from the opponent.

It didn’t stop there, as one unpredictable sword light after another shone in the darkness.

More Leo Rays started to appear out of nowhere, and soon the hundreds of Leo Rays turned into thousands, densely surrounding the menacing opponents.

This was the afterimage left by Leo Ray when he performed Ross.

With the blessing of the power of Divine Grace and various augmentation spells, these afterimages, also emitting Leo Ray’s mana fluctuations, could hardly be distinguished in a short time, able to greatly confuse the opponent.

Leo Ray had tried many times, even someone as genuine as Taylor, a Tier 5 Powerhouse, struggled to discern reality from illusion, not to mention these magic puppets that only followed battle instincts.

As expected, after Leo Ray’s series of moves, the 40 Holy Light Swordbearers charging forward suddenly lost their targets and began to swiftly swing their longswords, madly clearing Leo Ray’s illusions and afterimages.

Countless golden sword energies crisscrossed in the dark space, stirring up fierce energy gales.

It had to be admitted that these Holy Light Swordbearers were indeed very powerful.

Each swing of their longsword could easily wipe out all illusions within several meters, and the releasing energy gales had superb destructive power, causing the illusions at the edges to shatter upon touch.

In the blink of an eye, around a thousand illusions were shattered, reducing Leo Ray’s illusions by nearly a third.

If this momentum continued, only a few seconds remained before the remaining illusions were broken.

But for Leo Ray, whose speed had long surpassed ordinary people, this was more than enough.

Under the cover of the invisibility cloak, Leo Ray was already standing behind the opponent’s rear ranks.

There, 50 Holy Light Chantors were surrounded by vast mana, and the spells had clearly reached the final stage of casting.

One surge after another of immense mana roiled in the air, each one capable of ravaging a legion, creating a scene of murderous intent so intense that an ordinary Powerhouse would be shaken just by witnessing it.

But Leo Ray certainly didn’t belong to the category of ordinary Powerhouses; he understood clearly that the more focused the opponent was in casting, the closer it got to the final stage, and naturally, it was the weakest time!

“Then let me show you the power of a Tier 6 spell.”

Leo Ray said nothing more, and two light blue magic scrolls emanating cold air appeared in his hands.

These were the [Tier 6 Magic Scroll: Wrath of the Ice Dragon King] that Leo Ray had used before.

Without hesitation, Leo Ray, already adept at this, activated them together.

Two massive blue formations immediately unfolded in the air, and accompanied by two loud Dragon Roars, two Ice Dragons, each a hundred meters long and exuding cold air, emerged from the magic array, sweeping towards the unprepared opposing camp.

In an instant, the temperature across the space plummeted, and where the colossal Ice Dragons passed, the ground instantly froze over with a thick layer of ice.

Since it all happened in the blink of an eye, by the time the focused Holy Light Chantors reacted, the two colossal Ice Dragons were already inches away.

Boom! Boom!

Two earth-shaking explosions echoed, and ice shards swirled through the air, followed by intense energy waves that even made Leo Ray, who had retreated far away, struggle to keep his balance.

Amidst the whirlwind of ice shards falling like torrential rain, Leo Ray focused his gaze.

Under the impact of the two Tier 6 colossal Ice Dragons, the opponent’s originally neat formation was now a chaotic mess, its previous radiance reduced to flickering candlelight, appearing dim and drained.

At least half of the Holy Light Chantors instantly vaporized, reverting back into energy particles.

Including some of the guarding Holy Light Swordbearers, most of the rest remained incomplete, nearly all frozen in place by the thick ice layer left by the Ice Dragons, unable to move.

Seeing this, Leo Ray nodded with satisfaction.

The immense damage caused by the two Tier 6 spells was partly due to his rear surprise attack, taking the opponent off guard.

Second, during the critical stage of their spell casting, the forceful interruption by the Ice Dragons led to severe magical backlash.

In other words, half the damage was caused by the Ice Dragons, and the other half by the Holy Light Chantors themselves.

After all, these were merely summoned magic puppets, although their strength was comparable to Tier 5, they weren’t true Powerhouses, and faced with severe magical backlash, they naturally headed towards destruction, unable to use other trump cards to recover.

“Then, it’s time to further clean up the battlefield.”

Leo Ray swung his hand, and 8 entirely pitch-black Guardians emerged, shooting straight towards the opponents, targeting the faltering Holy Light Chantors.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Accompanied by a series of rapid rushing sounds, the Holy Light Swordbearers that had dispersed all the illusions began to return, trying to protect the fragile Holy Light Chantors.

At this time, my side’s pitch-black Guardians numbered only 8, while the opponent’s Holy Light Swordbearers still numbered over 40. Once both sides engaged closely, even the powerful self-healing ability of the pitch-black Guardians as Alchemy Puppets would quickly be overwhelmed and chopped into pieces by the opponent’s collective assault.

Leo Ray certainly wouldn’t allow that to happen.

Similarly soaring, he waved his hand, and 18 Metal Giant Dragons instantly appeared, like towering peaks, blocking the path of the Holy Light Swordbearers.

Seeing this, the opponents, though guided by combat instincts, could distinguish to some extent, almost refusing to confront the Metal Giant Dragons head-on, choosing instead to continue aiding the endangered Holy Light Chantors.

Leo Ray remained unhurried, a slight thought brought 18 Metal Giant Dragons to simultaneously howl towards the skies, emitting wave upon wave of visible red hostile energy.

This was the unique taunting skill of the Metal Giant Dragons.

Although ineffective against genuine Powerhouses, taunting these magic puppets was an easy task.

Sure enough, sensing the taunts of the Dragons, the Holy Light Swordbearers that had successfully bypassed them turned uniformly back, charging straight at the Metal Giant Dragons.

Taking advantage of this gap, my side’s 8 pitch-black Guardians’ black longswords now flashed, slashing towards those Holy Light Chantors who were like flickering candles in the wind.