Chapter： 191 The Nine-Ring Variant of the Fireball Spell
High in the sky, Brian looked down at the situation below, which had already reached a conclusion, and felt that the war should end here.
Not only him, but the high-ranking Spellcasters of the Golden Alliance Army thought the same.
As Mages in pursuit of truth, no one wanted to die in a meaningless, doomed war.
However, what happened next made the high-ranking combatants present change their expressions.
The highest-ranking Spellcaster on the side of Dimo, Kelvin, an eight-ring Evocation Mage, showed no change in his expression when facing Isaiah's serious words. His pupils seemed unfocused, and his gaze lacked the wisdom typical of a Spellcaster.
He looked up at Isaiah, and his lifeless eyes made Isaiah frown slightly.
Then, Kelvin extended his right hand.
With a flash of light, an ancient, withered yellow spell scroll appeared in his hand.
Without saying a word, this high-ranking Spellcaster silently tore open the scroll, mentally locking onto the densest area of the remaining Golden Alliance Army, and poured magic into it frantically, completely disregarding the cost.
At that moment, all the creatures present felt their hearts tighten, and the atmosphere became inexplicably oppressive, with a sense of impending doom.
The faces of several True Dragons in the sky changed simultaneously, feeling an overwhelming pressure coming from above.
Elemental energy within a radius of tens of kilometers gathered frantically, forming a terrifying elemental tide, which condensed at an altitude of nearly ten thousand meters.
"This feeling, it's..."
A seven-ring Evocation Spellcaster of the Golden Alliance Army's face changed dramatically as he looked up at the sky.
Nine enormous magic arrays, each covering the sky, unfolded one after another, making the entire battlefield as bright as day under the night sky.
These magic arrays varied in size, getting smaller from top to bottom. From a flat perspective, they looked like a grand concentric ring with nine rings, each ring covered with mysterious runes and patterns, rotating slowly in different sequences, directions, and speeds.
"This is a nine-ring Evocation spell, Meteor Burst!"
"Stop him quickly!"
The seven-ring Evocation Spellcaster of the Golden Alliance Army gasped, his heart nearly stopping, and shouted loudly.
A nine-ring spell scroll is extremely difficult to create, even for legendary Spellcasters.
And this is one of the most terrifyingly powerful nine-level spells of the Evocation school.
The Spellcasters of the Golden Alliance Army all changed their expressions, hastily using various interference spells, trying to interrupt Kelvin.
However, using a spell scroll is much faster than casting a spell on the spot.
Moreover, around Kelvin, high-ranking Spellcasters from Dimo's side were recklessly burning their magic and spirit to shield him from the Golden Alliance Army's spells.
Thousands of meters high in the sky, Brian's face was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Leave this spell's area!"
Meteor Burst... Morton mentioned this nine-level spell in his notes.
It is a nine-ring variant of the Fireball spell.
It is almost the most destructive nine-level spell, even more powerful than Morton's self-created nine-ring Fireball spell.
Although the ring level is only one higher, the destructive power of the nine-ring Meteor Burst is greater than all the eight-ring spells cast by both the Golden Alliance Army and Dimo's army combined!
The higher the spell level, the greater the difference between each ring.
And Meteor Burst is famous for its catastrophic destructive power.
The True Dragons didn't hesitate, flapping their dragon wings and turning into streaks of light, moving towards the area covered by the enormous magic array as fast as they could.
The high-ranking Spellcasters of the Golden Alliance Army, seeing that they couldn't stop it, began to use their own methods to prepare for the incoming nine-ring Evocation spell.
Soon, a massive amount of elemental energy condensed into a blazing light ball, appearing at the highest point.
The moment it appeared, the blazing light ball began to fall.
With each ring of the magic array it passed through, its size and falling momentum increased.
In almost the blink of an eye, after passing through the last ring of the magic array, the blazing light ball turned into a massive meteor, burning with intense flames and trailing a long tail of fire.
The enormous flaming meteor descended from the sky, its terrifying momentum and oppressive force making the ordinary soldiers below stiffen, unable to move.
