1673 Chapter 1491: Meteors
In the midst of the chaos and destruction, a glimmer of hope sparked within the hearts of the defenders. They held onto the belief that with Gracier by their side, they might just survive the relentless onslaught. The fire serpent, a symbol of devastation, continued to rampage, reducing a third of the monstrous horde to smoldering ash. But as its fiery fury began to fade, its magical fuel dwindling, an opportunity arose.
From the remaining ranks of monsters emerged powerful figures. Trolls, their regenerative flesh pulsating with a sickly green light, and mutated two-headed ogres, their muscles bulging with unnatural strength, stepped forward. With crude magic infused with dark energy, they aimed to extinguish Gracier's creation. Their guttural roars challenged the lone figure floating above the battlefield.
However, Gracier remained unfazed by their defiance. Her playful glint was replaced by a serene calm in her mismatched eyes. With a flick of her wrist, a crimson bow materialized, its polished wood emitting an otherworldly glow. She nocked an arrow, not made of wood or metal, but of pure, condensed flame.
As the monstrous charge began, Gracier released the arrow with a whispered command. It soared through the smoke-filled sky like a blazing comet. Then, with a burst of magical energy, the arrow transformed. It became a magnificent Eastern Dragon, its scales shimmering with an iridescent glow from another realm. With a mighty roar that shook the city's foundations, the dragon engulfed the charging Troll in its fiery embrace.
BOOM!
The Troll's enraged bellow was silenced, replaced by a sickening sizzle as it was consumed from within.
Witnessing the fate of its companion, the remaining two-headed ogre faltered in its charge. Fear flickered in its multiple eyes, momentarily overtaking its primal rage. This unexpected turn of events threw the monsters into disarray.
"Flame Goddess!"
"Flame Goddess!"
The defenders, their spirits reignited by Gracier's display of power, erupted in a thunderous cheer that echoed through the canyons. Their renewed defiance rang out against the encroaching darkness.
Unyielding in her composure, Gracier had more in store. As the fire dragon began to fade, she exerted her control, manipulating its fiery essence. With a simple flick of her wrist, the dragon dissolved, scattering into a breathtaking shower of radiant embers. Descending upon the battlefield, Gracier whispered an incantation, her voice barely audible yet pulsating with immense power. Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com
With the remaining dregs of her mana, Gracier summoned a final act of protection. A translucent dome of shimmering flame engulfed the city walls, a desperate shield against the impending cataclysm.
Then, with a deafening,
KABOOOOOOOOOOOM! that shook the very foundations of the world, the meteors collided with the monstrous shadow. The resulting explosion rivaled the Big Bang itself.
''!!!!!!!!!!!"
A blinding flash of white light momentarily extinguished everything, followed by a shockwave that ripped through the air, flattening anything in its path.
When the light faded, revealing a scene of utter devastation, a colossal crater marred the battlefield. The monstrous shadow – the true orchestrator of the assault – was utterly obliterated, leaving behind only a lingering wisp of smoke.
''!"
Silence descended upon the battlefield, broken only by the ragged gasps of the defenders. Gracier, drained of her power, collapsed onto the scorched earth, her breathing shallow and labored. Her victory had come at a steep price, leaving her utterly exhausted. Yet, as she looked upon the smoldering crater and the stunned faces of the defenders above, a flicker of a smile played on her lips.
Highfront, battered but unbroken, had been saved.
Explosion!
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