Chapter 359
Hamund stood atop the peak of a grand mountain, gazing at the retreating search parties that
ebbed away like the tide, finally allowing himself to breathe a sigh of relief. A violent cough wracked
his body, and despite his efforts to contain it, blood surged from his chest, spilling forth. It had been
more than a decade since he had sustained such grave injuries. His heart had nearly been
shattered. He clutched his wound, his face a ghastly pale.
Word had spread to Cloudveil Woods. It seemed Celesse and the others had safely escaped. But
what now?
The deep woods were abuzz with the news, and one could only imagine the uproar now seizing the
Nortnds. Not just the Eight Orders and the Five Lords, but also other powers were surely
converging on Stormcast. One didn''t need to be present in Stormcast to envision the scene that
was unfolding.
Facing the formidable lords of the Nortnds, who could break the stalemate? Was there a way to
do so? Did vin truly have a n, or had he simply seized the opportunity to flee?
"Watchful Shore... Watchful Shore..."
Hamund murmured softly. Were there secrets still hidden there? Although he had watched vin
grow up, his focus had always been on nurturing Celesse, paying little mind to vin or the
dealings within the Organization. If it weren''t for Celesse, he might have left Cobalt Strike years ago
to wander the world freely.
"Enough," he resolved, "I shall make my way to Stormcast."
No matter how the situation unfolded, Hamund was determined to save Celesse. This was his first
apprentice, his only apprentice. He could not allow Celesse to perish in this chaos.
As the Nortnds were stirred, more and more powerful beings gathered in Stormcast.
Thetest to join the fray were mages from nearby towns and organizations, who infiltrated
Stormcast under the cover of the second night following the news. They raced through the chilly
streets, heading straight for the city''s heart.
But...
The Commander of Cobalt Strike had awakened, and his Mindfulness enveloped the town. Before
the intruders could draw near, beams of intense light, like dragons emerging from the sea, burst
forth, dragging a mighty radiance from the heavens, striking down those who dared to enter. Before
the Mallister family even knew of an intrusion, these unfortunate soulsy dead outside the city''s
walls.
Lucan and hispanions were secretly awed. Worthy indeed was one of the overlords of the
Nortnds. Even grievously injured, his holy might was terrifying.
Helna hurriedly ordered all the medicinal herbs to be gathered and sent to the Commander of
Cobalt Strike. Regardless of personal opinions, this man had the strength to protect the Mallister
family. The more he recovered, the greater their hope for survival.
The Commander of Cobalt Strike needed none of those herbs. Life’s Spring had seen him through
the worst, and now he could heal on his own. In the dead of night, he unleashed his mighty holy
power, and eight beams of energy shot from the depths of the citadel into the sky like a surging,
swirling waterfall, or a spinning hurricane. The earth-shaking roars startled the citizens, as the bright
light illuminated the heavens and the earth.
These eight beams of energy not only deterred the bandits outside but also steadied the hearts of
the citizens within, as they, too, absorbed magic from the heavens and earth, aiding the
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More and more people flocked to Stormcast, yet none dared approach, lurking instead in the nearby
wilderness, silently observing.
Lucan and his peers breathed a little easier, but the weight in their hearts remained suspended.
This was only the beginning. No one could be sure what cmity Stormcast might face. All they
could do was pray.
Oda knelt before the graves of her parents, weeping. "Bless my brother, let him not return, let him
escape. We... do not wish to burden him any longer..."
At the edge of Cloudveil Woods, themotion from the Nortnds had not yet reached, but
another spectacle had taken its ce.
"Open!" Godfred''s hysterical roar as his surging soul power transformed into a titanic bear,
mming into the towering mountain before him. The furious impact shattered the rock. The bear,
like a true Magi-Monster, majestic and immense, zed with fierce ck mes. After numerous
collisions, Godfred''s blood churned, but he had fractured the five-hundred-meter-tall mountain. As
the mountain crumbled, dust billowed to the sky, and rocks and ancient trees tumbled down,
flooding into the nearby woods.
Godfred controlled the giant ck bear, rampaging through the copsing mountain, forcibly
clearing a path hundreds of meters wide. Without pausing for breath, he gulped down Elixir Herbs
and Elixir Fruits to replenish his magic, then charged forward again, destroying woonds,
obliterating all that stood in his path. Behind him, vin’s muscles were taut. His cells and joints
were bursting with prodigious power, and his magic exploded into fierce lightning that cloaked his
body. He strode wildly, unceasingly, dragging the immense light behind him.
With each step vin took, the ground shattered, sinking into the earth. Each stride dragged the
heavy statue forward, leaving deep trenches in his wake.