Mage Manual

The legendary Holy Sanctuary of the Star Bridge Hall has awakened, such as our dear little gray wolf principal. They seem to be on the battlefield, but the "Sword Rain Pool" has conveniently kept them all out, otherwise they would have perished long ago—leaving aside the torrential sword rain and the spectacle ricocheting off the pool, more importantly, the Ghost Prophet intended to kill them for soul refining at the first outbreak of war. In the face of the Six-winged Angels, they are just a war resource for the Ghost Prophet to utilize.

Although they can move freely, no one dares to act rashly, even keeping their eyes barely open, as seeing too much might provoke a violent reaction, causing their souls to spasm from the magical ripples.

In the past 1669 years, perhaps such a brilliant war has never occurred.

For the ordinary people of Jiale City, although they can only see the sword light that cuts through the sky’s phenomena, an inexplicable feeling of dread is enough to drive them to flee the capital of Dazzling Star by any means possible, despite the Throne Hall’s attempts to reassure the populace. When the violent colors of magic become overwhelmingly intense, even ordinary people who have never entered the Void Realm will be stimulated. It’s like a child raised in a city suddenly thrown into the wilderness; even if he is unaware of the hidden beasts and venomous snakes, he will instinctively flee.

For the Evil Mages, it’s like confronting thousands of Six-winged Angels simultaneously. The magic swords are nimble yet profound, independent yet cooperative, akin to a corps of master swordsmen and a relentless meat grinder quagmire, devouring them bit by bit.

Every collision in the space ripples even distorts and deforms the sword rain, with high-speed and low-speed airflows alternating rapidly, creating vortex cyclones everywhere within the rain curtain. In this storm capable of toppling cities and destroying nations, only the Six-winged Angels can still flutter leisurely, sweeping across every battlefield like a swift, micro-managing countless magic swords within the rain curtain, exuding an elegance that belies a violent killing intent!

It wasn’t until then that the Evil Mages truly witnessed the limits reachable by a Demigod Rank, gaining a glimpse of even further horizons.

If Silver Mages explore Technique Spirits, Golden Mages master Miracles, Holy Sanctuary Mages establish systems, and Legendary Mages alter environments, then Demigod Mages "Steal Time."

Considering the coincidences in Demigod tribulations and Miracle constructions, there’s a singular commonality: the power of a Demigod grows stronger over time. Miracles become more potent with time, and Demigods gather more Prison Wings as time progresses, with Demigods having already conquered time to achieve Eternal Life, their power almost never stagnating, instead increasing indefinitely with time.

This is something that mortal mages cannot achieve no matter how long they live; even Legendary Mages face limits, with time not on their side.

Ash and the others previously speculated that the advantage of Demigods is stealing time, so what is the advantage of the Divine Lord?

Now they know, the Sword Law revealed a glimpse of the Divine Lord’s iceberg—

"Stealing the World!"

The Evil Mages previously knew the Divine Lord could steal World Secret Domains, but they didn’t expect these domains could become weapons, even more so, become temporary heavenly kingdoms under the Divine Lord’s control within reality!

These mages at most can only modify environments to best suit their abilities, whereas the Divine Lord can directly drop a World Secret Domain, transforming part of the world into their own realm... Mages can only modify the environment, but the Divine Lord dominates the world!

Dedarose and Felix clung tightly to Ash’s back, knowing he was the only one willing and capable of keeping them alive here. Not to mention Felix, even Dedarose felt tense, silently praying for the Five Pillar Gods to bless their senses.

All operators scattered, exhibiting highly refined aerial combat skills within the storm of magic swords, like four streams of light weaving through the dark siege, constantly searching for the dawn’s light. They could no longer hide under Ash’s protection; the Refraction Protection was not that strong, and had a critical flaw: Refraction Protection is triggered by the number of hits rather than damage this time.

The benefit is that even if the Sword Law could slash through the sun, moon, and stars with one strike, overturning oceans and sinking continents, it would only deplete one layer of Refraction Protection.

The drawback is evident—as soon as they face a high-frequency, intensive barrage, Refraction Protection would instantly vaporize Ash’s Source Power!

Thus, the operators had to scatter in all directions to dissipate the magic sword assault. Ash also dared not maintain Refraction Protection, instead constructing a warm yellow sword barrier: Sword Barrier, after quite some time!

Although it also consumes significantly, it’s more cost-effective than directly deploying a Holy Domain.

He drew circle after circle with his right hand, each shrinking ring shredding batch after batch of magic swords. When it comes to clearing magic swords, Ash’s speed far surpasses the combined efforts of the Female Mages, but in terms of harming the Sword Law, Ash is less effective than any of the Female Mages.

The only attack-related Wonder Ash had currently was the "Heart Hunting Throne," which has low consumption and a wide range, linking its destructive power to Ash’s Soul Foundation. According to Ash’s Heavenly Kingdom of Souls, the soul body of a Demigod, once touched by his Heart Hunting Trajectory, is like a sand castle meeting a wave; it will either collapse or suffer severe damage.

But precisely because its attack power is so strong, he couldn’t use it against the Angels.

Ash had just drawn a circle for the Sword Law; its defense screen completely absorbed the Heart Hunting power, instantly converting it into hundreds of magic swords, doubling the Sword Rain Pool’s power—Sword Maiden’s previous round of attacks didn’t even reach this extent!

The Witch had already used the Gospel Divine Being to calculate the "critical damage" for converting magic swords. As long as they stayed infinitely close to this critical damage, the defense screen, even when attacked, wouldn’t convert them into magic swords, effectively paralyzing the Sword Law’s defensive counterattack system. Sword Maiden could easily suppress her destructive power, but Ash had no way to lower his Soul Foundation.

Moreover, Ash’s combat skills are indeed not a match for the girls. If not situated in the battlefield center, if not in a life-and-death struggle, the scene before him would undoubtedly captivate Ash’s admiration: Sword Maiden’s elegance, the Witch’s precision, Silver Lamp’s unpredictability, and Ghost Prophet’s malice. Their Charm, as mages, was showcased to the fullest amidst the Sword Rain.

It was actually quite strange; they hadn’t really fought together before. Only Sword Maiden and the Witch had some synergy, while Silver Lamp’s combat style after rebirth differed completely from before, and Vishi had only just met them half a month ago... Yet, after a few minutes of coordination, they cooperated seamlessly like sisters from different fathers and mothers, their different combat styles intermixed and fiercely breaking through the storm of despair.

During a lull in battle, the flying Sonia exchanged a glance with Ash, and the red-haired girl saw her lover’s lips curl into a smug smile, making her involuntarily roll her eyes.

She naturally knew what Ash was smug about; it was surely the relief of sharing the Wonder and Prison Wings with them instead of keeping it all to himself... If Ash had really followed their suggestion and used all the Hell’s rewards to strengthen himself, they would be doomed now.

But Sonia, of course, wouldn’t admit her mistake, and replied with a ’you got lucky this time’ look. However, she also felt grateful in her heart. It wasn’t that she believed her initial proposal was wrong; she just felt... if she didn’t have the capability to stand on this battlefield and could only watch helplessly as Ash protected them, she’d definitely feel miserable to the extreme.

Just thinking about it made her stomach burn, even seeing Ash fooling around with other women wouldn’t feel as bad... Ash fooling around was a management problem on her part, but hiding behind Ash was an issue of her own capability! She couldn’t even protect her own lover! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"No one," the Sword Maiden’s ruby eyes darkened slightly with purple: "can take away what belongs to me!"

The purplish-red shadow quietly appeared, dancing and soaring with the Sword Maiden, as endless resentment cloaked the Shattered Lake under the Blood Moon with a layer of burning purple flames, even igniting the Sword Rain!

Guardian Spirit·Dragon of All-Consuming Resentment!

"Time," behind the Witch, the Bronze Dragon spread its wings, and the clear chime of bells made the Sword Rain grow sluggish: "heed my command!"

Guardian Spirit·Chiming Bronze Dragon!

"Everything is just an illusion." Weiser chuckled softly, and silver brilliance gathered in the space, forming hundreds of silver mirrors, where the figure of the Silver Lamp flickered, the ocean of silver light pouring down!

But within the dense silver light, a rosy glow quietly spread, transforming into a twilight mist!

Guardian Spirit·Twilight Rosy Cloud Dragon!

The duration of Guardian Spirits is very short; it’s the only resource in the Demigod War that, once depleted, cannot be replenished, so the Sword Maiden and her companions always cherished it, never daring to squander it without full confidence. And now, deploying them meant that they were certain they could...

Slay the Angel!

Interspersed among the continuous high-frequency attacks, the space wrinkled directly, making the Six-winged Angel seem trapped in mud, immobile, despite having controlled the entire scene until just moments ago. Even more astonishing, though surrounded by the Miracle Storm, the defense screen of the Sword Law hadn’t transformed into any Magic Sword!

"Magnificent." The voice of the Sword Law remained clear and melodious: "It’s hard to imagine you’re newly advanced Demigods who haven’t even reached a year. If you’re willing to join the Dazzling Star Kingdom, I can’t imagine the heights you could reach."

"You’re worthy of the highest level sword-forging ritual I can offer."

Forging sword?

The pupils of the Sword Maiden and her comrades constricted suddenly as droplets of condensed magical colors emerged from the air. They recognized them; these were the Magic Swords that had confronted them, some destroyed by them, some by Ash, but these Magic Swords hadn’t vanished after being destroyed; rather, they scattered into rain-like colors, as if shadows tightly following them.

The rainfall pooled into streams, streams into rivers, rivers into seas, and the sea forged into a sharp sword.

Behind the Sword Law Angel, a white-haired Divine Being holding a sword appeared, its familiar aura startling both Ash and Sonia.

The third Divine Being, the third Wonder!

The vast Sword Rain and colors coalesced into nine glassy and brilliant swords, dazzling and unrivaled divine weapons. The Female Mages looked at the glassy shadow swords suspended in front of them; if the sharpness of the Magic Swords only made their eyes ache, the luster of these shadow swords pierced their... soul.

"Pity the mortals, unable to escape the Self-injury Prison."

With the Angel’s soft lament, the nine glassy shadow swords pierced toward the Female Mages, and Ash, already a step ahead, launched Heart Hunting in an attempt to sever the shadow swords, naturally the Sword Maiden and her comrades wouldn’t sit idly by and dodged, counterattacking.

Yet even Heart Hunting passed through the shadow swords helplessly. They seemed as if they didn’t truly exist in the world, merely projections cast onto their sight, no defense could stop them.

"Ah!"

When one of the swords grazed the Witch’s face, this girl, resilient enough to bear the weight of a nation, let out a piercing scream, her hair color instantly becoming disheveled. If not for Ash rushing over to embrace her in an emergency dodge, she might have been completely pierced through due to passing out!

"This, this is a heart-targeted Heavenly Position Wonder!" Diya clung tightly to his shoulder, her face showing deep fear, her trembling voice revealing information: "The primary construct Divine Being is..."

"Heart Sword." Ash looked at the third sword-holding Divine Being behind the Sword Law, his face a mixture of conflicted longing, as if gazing at a dream he had lost: "That’s the Heart Sword Divine Being!"