I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 204 - One Hundred Ninety-One: Go to Hell and Keep Dreaming! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 204: Chapter One Hundred Ninety-One: Go to Hell and Keep Dreaming! (Please Subscribe)

August’s voice echoed continuously within the vast Corona Tower.

However, Rafael and the others’ first impression was one of utter absurdity.

A Wizard speaking nonstop about becoming a god, even planning to make them believe in him—had the other party gone completely mad?

Lynn seemed to have immediately thought of something, his expression turning exceedingly grave.

“Keep dreaming in hell!” Sanchez spoke disdainfully, and then, amidst a roar, he transformed into a five-meter-tall gigantic demon beast. Flames ignited all around him, and three stout horns grew on either side of his forehead, while his skin turned from pale to dark green. His sharp claws, containing tens of tons of massive force, smashed straight towards August.

He had long found the other party disagreeable—what so-called star of magic, at best a Great Wizard who had only recently advanced. By what right had he seized the seat of the acting Speaker.

The nearly man-high sharp claws, with their fierce wind, sped downwards, but August had no intention of dodging; instead, he showed a hint of contempt.

Without any apparent movement, a series of crimson chains suddenly appeared, entwining around the arms, waist, and neck of the gigantic demon beast.

“How weak. Sanchez, you should understand the gap between us,” August said as he raised his hand towards the head of the gigantic demon beast, a blinding light flashing from his fingertips.

[Death Finger]

Sanchez’s pupils constricted, sensing a lethal threat, but no matter how he struggled, the blood-colored chains didn’t shake in the slightest. He could only watch helplessly as death approached.

“Magic Torrent!” Rafael took action at this moment, with elements around his body quickly surging together to form a series of massive torrents of magic power, shooting towards August.

A fifth-circle Protection Technique, naturally, was nothing in August’s view, especially since this was his domain. With just a thought, the air seemed to turn into a dense liquid, and the massive torrents of magic power met with great resistance before being dissipated into the void.

However, Rafael hadn’t really expected the “Magic Torrent” to have much effect; it was merely a feint. August quickly realized that the ground beneath him was collapsing. Although he reacted in the next moment, levitating in the air to save his own face, his momentum in casting magic was broken.

At the same time, Lynn’s “Space Oscillation” had already been deployed. He didn’t risk attacking the unfathomably powerful August but instead slashed at the chains binding Sanchez with his attack.

The attack on the spatial level undoubtedly worked. The seemingly sturdy blood-red chains instantly snapped in two.

Sanchez, having walked the line between life and death, became even more ferocious. Once he broke free from the chains, he swung his sharp claws again towards August.

In everyone’s astonished gaze, August actually stretched out his left hand and met it head on. The disparity in their sizes was like a pebble colliding with a mountain, but the reality was completely the reverse. Not only did the pebble remain unshaken, but it also crushed the mountain into dust.

Sanchez’s right arm was broken off at the shoulder, blood spraying forth at once. August lifted his left leg and viciously kicked Sanchez in the chest. The latter’s chest caved in, and his massive body flew out, crashing into the ground and creating a huge pit as he awkwardly reverted back to human form.

August’s speed was unimaginably fast; everything happened in an instant. Rafael couldn’t help in time, and Sanchez was already down on the ground, his life hanging by a thread.

A fifth-circle Shaping Wizard stood no chance in front of August—Rafael’s heart sank to the bottom, fearing that today they would all die here.

“Try to buy some time, just a few minutes will do,” Aurora’s voice once again rang in Lynn’s ear.

The latter merely rolled his eyes, where could he possibly stall for time?

August simply wasn’t someone they could handle.

However, Lynn didn’t reveal Aurora’s true identity. After all, the legendary witch might be preparing some magic, ready to launch an attack from the shadows.

Maybe they should probe into life, have a chat about dreams?

Perhaps discuss the other party’s feelings after “becoming a god”?

Lynn thought so, but August didn’t give him the chance.

“My patience has its limits. If you continue to be deluded and persist in resistance, then let your souls enter the Divine Kingdom and become one of them!” August’s tone was utterly cold.

In the void, wraiths with ferocious appearances emerged, these were souls that had been absorbed into the Divine Kingdom. Most were ordinary wraiths who knew no magic, but among them were also powerful wizards, even archwizard-level wraiths…

The only regret for August was that Fayez’s spiritual strength was too high to be of use to him, but this was enough!

“Everything shall return to silence…”

Countless wraiths surged with blood-red mist, screaming as they rushed towards Lynn and the others.

The air turned exceedingly cold, and the tables, chairs, and stone bricks along the way crumbled and decayed under some mysterious force, the fallen Sanchez looked as if drained of essence, his exposed body shriveled and withered, quickly getting swept up in it all.

From a distance, Lynn and the others instantly lost their ability to cast spells, thousands of wraiths launched “Soul Scream” together, and even an archwizard like Rafael couldn’t withstand it…

“Everyone, gather around!” Lynn, enduring the severe pain in his brain, shouted loudly, his right hand placed on the “Corona Medal”, activating the sealed sixth-circle spell— “Vittorio’s Barrier”!

With such a vast range of wraith impact, and Aurora showing no sign of action, Lynn could only place his hopes on this trump card.

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The next moment, the dark gold medal floated up on its own, countless tangible alchemy runes emerged from it, forming a circular barrier that enveloped everyone inside.

The incessant screaming in his mind instantly vanished without a trace, and inside the alchemy barrier, it was as if it were a different world from the outside, where wraiths continuously slammed into the barrier, gnawing with their ethereal teeth and claws, leaving marks on the runes.

“The Corona Medal, huh?” August sneered at the dark gold medal floating above everyone’s heads.

He was well aware that it had been fortified with a strong Protection Technique, but he had never witnessed it himself. After all, it was nothing more than a special sixth-circle magic.

To him, who was gradually moving towards a higher realm, it was just a minor nuisance.

“Destruction Finger!” August’s eyes turned blood red, his appearance once again resembling the Evil God Statue, as a vast and mighty aura spread out.

Leveraging his enhanced power, August used the second legendary spell—Destruction Finger!