Chapter 146: Chapter146-Mana Tide
Chapter 146: Chapter146-Mana Tide
Chapter 146: Chapter146-Mana Tide
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Boom!
The mana tide rolled forward, shattering the void, sounding like roaring waves.
From a distance, this scene looked like heaven and earth had reversed.
The endless mana tide hung in the sky, destroying everything in its path, stirring up wind and
waves.
Such a magnificent spectacle instantly captured the attention of everyone at Ironkeep.
Especially Stanley, who followed Owen's gaze. His expression grew incredibly serious, and he couldn't help but exclaim,
"What a terrifying mana tide! What kind of existence could cause such a heavenly phenomenon?!"
Stanley was the most powerful mage here besides Owen, stronger even than the Fallen Angels.
However, facing the surging tide, he was filled with shock and horror.
Such a heavenly phenomenon and such intense mana fluctuations were far beyond his capability!
It's important to note that his current combat power was nearing that of a master-tier mage. Yet even with such power, he couldn't begin to touch the edge of the mana tide. The means and power displayed here were beyond his imagination.
The other soldiers present also looked on in awe at the mana tide that spanned the sky and earth.
Under that tide, their figures seemed as insignificant as ants; even a small wave could engulf and obliterate them.
They couldn't fathom what kind of existence could create such a terrifying tide.
They felt that as the tide approached, they, along with Ironkeep and this entire land, would be submerged by it.
Boom!
As the mana tide surged, Stanley immediately looked toward Owen with anxiety, at a loss for what to do.
Such a bizarre phenomenon left him without direction, despite having faced many strange occurrences and handled numerous major events before.
After all, the tide's fluctuation was too terrifying.
When Stanley glanced over, Owen's expression had already turned serious. He squinted, recalling the reminder from the lifelong professor at Academy City.
"They are from Middle Earth, not comparable to any other forces. You should lead all the soldiers of Azure Kingdom back into the castle. They are not an enemy you can contend with."
Owen's expression was very grave.
Although he hadn't previously interacted with Middle Earth directly, he was well-versed with the source material and knew that Middle Earth was an existence far surpassing other parts of the continent.
There, both mana and precious resources far exceeded those of other areas.
This also led to Middle Earth being filled with powerful figures, so much so that even the continent's top experts might not gain their attention.
Middle Earth was teeming with strong individuals and prodigies.
Upon hearing the words "Middle Earth," Stanley's already solemn demeanor became even more serious.
Middle Earth, ancient and mysterious, was like an invisible mountain looming in everyone's mind.
For most mages, entering Middle Earth was considered a great honor.
It is truly a gathering place for powerful mages and the dream destination for countless people.
Perhaps only the mages of Middle Earth could create such a fearsome mana tide.
Even though he had a premonition, he knew how prestigious the mages of Middle Earth were.
It had been many years since such powerful figures had appeared, and now they seemed to be approaching aggressively!
Seeing Owen's serious expression made him feel even more uneasy.
Owen usually appeared composed and confident, but now he was instructing them to retreat into the castle, indicating that the arrival from Middle Earth was putting significant pressure on him.
After a moment of silence, Stanley could only nod and say:
"Master Owen, Middle Earth is approaching aggressively. Please take care. If they are too powerful to handle, leave quickly. With your talent, your future is limitless."
Although he hadn't yet seen the Middle Earth mages coming here, the mana tide alone was enough to terrify him, knowing he wasn't their match.
Even the remaining fifty thousand elite soldiers here would be nothing but cannon fodder in the face of such power, unable to make any real impact.
Instead, they might become a hindrance to Master Owen.
Acknowledging Stanley's concern, Owen nodded, indicating his understanding.
He knew that he was no longer alone.
Behind him were Leslie, Seraphina, and the entire Azure Kingdom.
If he fell here, Leslie and the others wouldn't be able to accept it, and Azure Kingdom would
be shaken as a result.
However, it was too late to flee now.
Their aura had long since locked onto him from afar.
As the mana tide drew closer,
Owen saw the spheres of light within the tide, especially the leader, the crown prince, Kaldan.
The Pyrothrone Kingdom emblem on his chest felt like an invisible mountain pressing on
Owen's heart.
Pyrothrone Kingdom was the most powerful empire in Middle Earth, with a formidable influence even among the many strong powers in Middle Earth.
He hadn't expected such a top-tier force to set their sights on him.
Moreover, behind Kaldan, Owen saw numerous magical orbs emitting powerful auras.
The elemental fluctuations from those magical orbs were incredibly intense, all of them exceeding the diamond tier and reaching the terrifying master tier!
Some of the outstanding ones even had restrained auras, almost blending with the world around them, making them difficult for Owen to detect with his current level of perception. Their tier was so advanced that a simple glance made Owen's eye twitch.
Grandmaster tier!
An existence beyond the master tier!
The lineup from Middle Earth this time was truly incredibly lavish.
In Owen's memory, apart from Middle Earth, none of the continent's kingdoms, empires, or ancient families had grandmaster-tier mages-only master-tier ones existed.
As Owen scanned the mana tide, his expression suddenly turned grave as the surging tide, radiating a rainbow of colors, swept up to him.
The gusts hit his face, and as the mana tide's light dissipated, Kaldan was revealed at the
forefront.
Clad in a luxurious magic robe, he emitted brilliant magical patterns. With his head slightly raised, his proud eyes looked down at Owen in front of Ironkeep through a crimson magic
shield.
"Your Highness, this is Owen!"
While Kaldan looked down on Owen, Henry, beside him, chimed in obsequiously.
Upon sensing the emergence of the Supreme Order, they had already begun gathering information about Owen, naturally familiar with his appearance and background.
Thus, they recognized Owen immediately.
Seeing Henry speak, Owen's expression tightened slightly as he took a closer look at him.
He was rather thin and had the emblem of Gowato Sanctuary on his chest.
Clearly, this person had a deep connection with Gowato Sanctuary.
From his obsequious manner, it seemed the Green Slave's church forces had decided not to
spare Owen.
While Owen's thoughts raced, Kaldan finished appraising Owen and shook his head in
disappointment, saying:
"Tsk, tsk, coming here was truly a waste of time. You're only at diamond-tier level 1, which is
truly disappointing to me!"
In his mind, anyone capable of using the Supreme Order-a divine skill of incredible prowess
- should be at least master-tier, even outside Middle Earth, making them a worthy
opponent.
But Owen was only diamond-tier level 1. In Middle Earth, such strength wasn't even worthy of
carrying his shoes!
It should be noted that nearly all the prodigies accompanying him today had reached master-
tier.
At this moment, Henry and the others also shook their heads in disappointment. They had thought Owen was something extraordinary, given that the Supreme Order was legendary even in Middle Earth.
Someone who mastered such a legendary skill had to be an exceptionally gifted individual.
Yet the person before them had only just broken through to diamond-tier!
In Middle Earth, not reaching master-tier by this age made one a worthless individual with no
potential for cultivation!
Such a a person,
both within and outside their power, was beneath their notice, to be killed at
will without any objection.
In Middle Earth, there were far too many mages with talent!
However, it was this person, whom they considered a complete waste, who had acquired the
divine skill they coveted.
It could only make them sigh at the capriciousness of fate.