The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The magic avatar's body suddenly swelled, a hundred meters, two hundred meters, a thousand meters. In the blink of an eye, a tall and mighty magic avatar occupied most of the mental sea of consciousness.

With a wave of his hand, three chains appeared in his grasp, chains of law exuding endless darkness, evil, and profound aura. He brandished them, a strange rhythm in his movements, and smashed them towards the storm domain.

That was the most powerful force he could muster. All his power transformed into the manifestation of laws. Grasping the laws was akin to grasping the very heavens and earth, desperately fighting to the death.

The storm, unwilling to be outdone, crashed down fiercely, colliding with the three chains of law.

Boom!

An earth-shattering explosion erupted. Infinite turbulence, lightning, and darkness burst forth, violently impacting the black wizard's sea of consciousness. His magic avatar bore the brunt of the explosion, instantly losing its upper body. The force of the impact swept down, sending his lower body plummeting.

Rumbling.

Amidst the tremors and explosions, the black wizard completely lost most of his consciousness. The remaining fragment was consumed by a single thought.

Escape!

Dolly, also relieved, seized the opportunity. A bolt of lightning detonated within his sea of consciousness, and the power of endless lightning swept through, expelling the evil thoughts and terrifying dark forces from his mind.

His entire being became exceptionally clear.

Mental battles are extremely dangerous, like this: either you are crippled, or I am crippled. The clashes all take place within the opponent's sea of consciousness. A moment of carelessness can affect the magic avatar, just like now.

Therefore, when attacked, Dolly would counterattack with all his might, first launching a mental attack into the opponent's sea of consciousness, rendering them unable to attack again.

In terms of the total amount of mental power, Dolly feared no one except those ancient beings, including any ninth-level expert.

With just two attacks, the black wizard was directly crippled.

A ruthless glint flashed in Dolly's eyes. He moved and arrived in the mid-air where the black wizard was. At this moment, the opponent's face was contorted, blood tears streaming from his eyes, looking as miserable as could be.

Just as Dolly arrived in front of him, the man suddenly opened his eyes, filled with crimson light.

"Who are you? Among the ninth-level, I've never heard of you before?"

Dolly looked at the opponent, slightly wary. These ninth-level experts had many tricks up their sleeves. Now that the opponent had regained control of his physical body, it was not wise to approach.

He gazed at the opponent, scrutinizing him carefully, and then his expression turned slightly cold.

"So it's you. I wondered who would be so bold as to ambush a ninth-level expert of unknown origin. It's you, Chaos Demon Lord."

Only at close range did Dolly realize who it was. He had a record of all the ninth-level experts within the entire Elfa world.

The Chaos Demon Lord was a very ancient ninth-level expert. He came from the Dark Empire, his dark wizardry reaching its pinnacle. He was wanted by almost all empires, and his specialty was ambushing and assassinating other experts of the same level, just like today. If he had not ambushed Dolly, but another ninth-level expert, he might have succeeded.

Pure mental battles are terrifying. The Chaos Demon Lord possessed an aura of chaos, coupled with various contaminating psychic wizardries. If a wizard's mental cultivation was slightly lower, or if they were no match for him, they might fall prey to him, making him very dangerous.

The Chaos Demon Lord's face was gloomy, his blood-red eyes fixed on Dolly. His sea of consciousness had been blasted, and he hadn't yet recovered. He had only managed to free up a little mental power to control his body.

Seeing that the opponent didn't approach, he breathed a sigh of relief. If the opponent came over, he still had several powerful scrolls and alchemical tools he could use. He wouldn't die, at least not yet.

The Chaos Demon Lord looked at Dolly and said in a hoarse voice, "Who exactly are you, Your Excellency? Among the ninth-level experts on the continent, there is no one like you?"

Dolly looked at the Chaos Demon Lord, tilting his head to examine him, and then a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed at the opponent, a mental storm breaking free from his sea of consciousness and once again bombarding the opponent's mental world.

The Chaos Demon Lord's mental consciousness had already suffered a severe blow. Seeing Dolly's actions, a great terror arose in his heart. Almost without a word, he raised his hand and tore open a scroll.

A white light lit up around him, about to teleport away, but at this moment, the mental storm had already crashed into his mental world.

Boom!

The storm descended once again upon the Chaos Demon Lord's sea of consciousness, pressing down fiercely. Endless wind and lightning erupted once more.

However, he groaned, and within the white light, blood began to flow frantically from his facial features, and wisps of smoke rose from the top of his head.

The next moment, the white light enveloped the Chaos Demon Lord, then suddenly shrank and disappeared.

Dolly watched the white light, sensing the formation of an extremely strong spatial passage, connected to a point thousands of kilometers away.

He sensed that the point was not just any random point, but something that resembled a magic array. This guy actually had the ability to set up a teleportation array for himself.

It was similar to his own methods in the Tower of Babel.

Dolly didn't bother to pursue him. These ninth-level grandmasters, and old timers at that, wouldn't be so easily killed by him. Moreover, he had just taken a look, and the opponent's lifeline was still very thick. Even if he chased after him, he would probably have a way to escape, so he might as well let it go.

The time was too tight just now, otherwise Dolly could have tried to sever the opponent's lifeline to see if any strange problems would arise.

The runes of fate were difficult to condense, taking at least three or four seconds, so Dolly, overall, didn't have enough time.

The two sides rose and fell like rabbits and falcons, seemingly slow, but in reality, it was only a matter of two breaths before the Chaos Demon Lord had fled without a trace.

This guy was a natural-born killer.

Dolly looked in the direction he had left, and bolts of lightning flashed in his sea of consciousness. The vast will of heavenly thunder swept away all filth and distracting thoughts.

His mind was restored to clarity.

Dolly turned his head and looked again at the Arctic Storm in the central area.

The storm was still slowly subsiding. Its concentration had caused a cloudless sky within a radius of thousands or even tens of thousands of kilometers, with no wind currents whatsoever. In the distance, the weather was exceptionally clear.

Dolly glanced at the storm and was about to leave.

Just then, an extremely powerful will, as vast as the Tree of Life or the Divine Phoenix Tree, crossed space and landed around him. Within the will, the unrestrained and untamed will of the storm was perfectly presented.

"Human? I sense the aura of my own kind on you."

Dolly trembled all over, enveloped by this will.

The Arctic Storm had actually awakened.

He looked towards the distant storm, full of vigilance.

"Is that the Arctic Storm, Your Excellency? I am Dolly of the Human race. The meditation technique I practice is the Storm Meditation Technique, which simulates the storms at sea."

As he spoke, he raised his wrist, and a prototype of a storm appeared in his hand.

That will observed Dolly from front to back, from top to bottom, and a soft laugh was transmitted.

"You are quite interesting."