Xia Duo’s urgent voice reached Starlight’s mind through their soul link. “Starlight, Po Kong and I will hold her off. Can you find a way to release the chains on Yserazor?”
Starlight frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the pitch-black chains coiling around Yserazor. He responded quickly, “I haven’t fully grasped the mechanics of these chains yet, but it should be possible... But what about the other four?”
He glanced at Philip and the others, who were watching coldly from the side, a hint of hesitation in his tone.
“They don’t know yet that you have an affinity for multiple elements. This might be our chance,” Moen’s voice followed immediately, her tone resolute. “I’ll create an opening for you!”
“Don’t be reckless! How can you possibly stop four of them on your own? They’re all Saint Rank!” Starlight’s emotions flared at Moen’s words.
Moen gave a soft smile and reached out to take Starlight’s hand, her eyes shining with confidence. “While you were blinded by rage, I was already making preparations. Besides, I’m only buying time. Don’t underestimate me~”
Before she had even finished speaking, Moen waved her hand. Every wooden object in the hall seemed to spring to life, growing frantically.
The floorboards, the ceiling beams, the wooden supports under the seats, and even the wooden ornaments on the walls surged under her control.
Countless vines and wooden spikes erupted from the floor, lunging at Philip and the three elders like giant serpents, while simultaneously shielding Yserazor from many of the magic crystal cannon blasts.
“That’s the power of a Nature Priest... When on earth did she set this up!? Tsk, what a nuisance!”
Philip clicked his tongue impatiently, a flicker of wariness in his eyes. He didn’t dare underestimate Moen’s magic and quickly retreated with the elders, dodging the oncoming vines.
It was common knowledge that any master of the magic arts could achieve unexpected results given enough time to prepare.
Especially with a profession as rare among humans as Moen’s, Philip and the others had no way of predicting what hidden tricks she might have up her sleeve.
What unsettled them even more was that they couldn’t even tell when Moen had begun setting all this up.
Not only Philip and his group, but even Starlight was shocked by Moen’s grand display. He soon realized that this was a chain reaction triggered by plant seeds she had planted in advance.
“Moen, when did you...?” Starlight couldn’t help but whisper.
“Back when we first met Yserazor~” Moen gave a playful smile and urged him softly, “Now, hurry and find a way to unbind him. I don’t have as much mana as you do; I can’t keep this up for long!”
“Right! Little Gold, look after her for me!” Starlight nodded and quickly handed Lian over to Little Gold before rushing to Yserazor’s massive frame.
He reached out and lightly brushed one of the pitch-black chains, immediately beginning to analyze the mana within.
Little Gold touched the pendant on his chest, and a surge of pure energy poured from his golden scales, enveloping both him and Lian in a protective cocoon.
As with his many previous experiences cracking barriers, Starlight’s analysis of such mechanisms had become increasingly proficient.
The innate advantages of his Radiant Elemental Body were on full display. Multilayered spell structures that would be incomprehensible to ordinary people quickly became clear and orderly in his eyes.
A faint glow flickered at his fingertips, as if he were engaged in a silent conversation with the runes on the chains.
“The runes on these chains... three... no... four types? Space, Earth, Dark, and Wind.” Starlight murmured to himself, his brow furrowing slightly. “With such a multilayered structure, it’s no wonder even the Rift Dragon King couldn’t easily break free.”
However, Starlight was not intimidated by the complex structure. A plan for dismantling them quickly formed in his mind, and his hands began to trace profound trajectories in the air.
As he moved, the runes on the chains gradually dimmed, being peeled away bit by bit under his control.
Once they lost the reinforcement of the mana runes, these chains would be nothing more than sturdy ropes to Yserazor.
Meanwhile, the vines Moen commanded continued to grow wildly, attempting to block Philip and the others.
However, the strength of Saint Rank powerhouses was no trivial matter, and they soon saw through the nature of the spell.
One of the elders behind Philip sneered, and a blast of searing flames erupted from his palm, instantly incinerating the vines in front of him.
Yet, under Moen’s full control, the sections destroyed by fire were quickly replaced by new growth. At the same time, the plants on the ceiling beams rapidly bloomed into massive flower buds. As a strange breeze blew, pollen of various colors drifted down like fine rain toward the House of Red’s group.
“Careful, it might be poisonous!”
Philip sensed the danger immediately and covered his nose and mouth, shouting a warning. His gaze, sharp as a hawk’s, swept the surroundings in search of a way to break the spell.
It was in that moment, as they dodged the pollen, that Philip’s gaze landed on Starlight.
Starlight was standing by Yserazor’s massive body, his hands moving rapidly in the air as he dismantled the runes on the chains.
“Hmph! You think the Dark Meteor Chains can be broken so easily by some brat scrambling at the last minute—”
Philip’s mockery came to a sudden halt.
His pupils shrank in disbelief as he watched the runes on one of the chains shatter under Starlight’s control, eventually collapsing entirely.
“Damn it! This kid actually has that kind of ability!” Philip’s face turned ashen, and a hint of panic crept into his voice. “Don’t hold back! Stop him at all costs!”
He knew that once Yserazor was free, the situation on the battlefield would inevitably reverse. All their plans would be for nothing.
The three elders behind Philip acted immediately. One of them drew a long blade and charged straight for Starlight.
Another waved a staff, and a pillar of searing fire descended from the sky, attempting to force Starlight back.
The last one transformed into a dark blur, rapidly closing in on Starlight with a dagger shimmering with lethal cold light.
“Starlight, watch out!”
Moen’s voice called out from a distance. Her face had turned pale from the excessive output of mana.
Yet she persisted in her spellcraft. The vines that had been spread out suddenly twisted together, forming a treant several meters tall that temporarily blocked the trio’s attack for Starlight.
Starlight seemed completely oblivious to the danger around him, his focus locked onto the chains as his hands moved faster and faster.
Under his manipulation, the runes on the second chain began to dim.
Only two rune-covered chains remained binding Yserazor’s dragon form. If Starlight had just one more minute, he could fully dismantle the chains and restore Yserazor’s freedom.
However, Starlight’s actions had already been noticed by Philip and the others, and they would never give him such an opportunity.
Though the giant treant Moen summoned had temporarily halted the assault, no matter how strong its defense was, it couldn’t withstand the combined attack of four Saint Rank powerhouses for long.
“Hold on!” Starlight thought to himself. Without looking back, he rushed toward the third chain, his hands flying through the air to accelerate the dismantling process.
“Deadly fool! The magic crystal cannons on the side! Fire at that boy!” Philip and the others were becoming frustrated by the treant’s interference; while its offensive power was limited, its defensive capabilities were exceptionally stubborn.
In desperation, he looked up and barked an order to the artillerymen on the second floor, redirecting part of their fire to attack Starlight.
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