Town of Pompeii, ground square.
Many wizards, under the command of Chekafu, were about to collectively cast spells to eliminate Richard. At the critical moment, time seemed to suddenly stop.
"boom!"
A dull sound came from the ground, like thunder falling to the ground, or like the terrifying demon king buried deep in the ground resurrecting.
Everyone's heartbeats couldn't help but stop, and they subconsciously glanced towards the place where the sound came from.
Then I saw that in District 12, where Richard's residence in Pompeii Town was located, there was a "buzz" sound, and the entire ground seemed to be affected by a strong impact from the underground, like the surface of a baked pancake—rapidly bulging and deforming.
Several isolated stone buildings were forcibly displaced and slid around. Richard's residence in the center seemed to be too heavy to be carried by the surface, and sank into the ground with a "crash".
This is because the huge cavity formed in the instant of the nuclear explosion was not strong and could not maintain its shape at all. Under the dual effects of gravity and impact force, it collapsed rapidly, causing the upper layer of soil to fall downward, causing a huge pit to form.
As the craters formed little by little, the impact of the atomic bomb spread farther and farther. The entire town of Pompeii, the entire Vesuvius volcano, and the vast surrounding areas began to tremble, producing earthquakes no less than magnitude five— Compared with surface atomic bombs, underground nuclear explosions will not have the iconic mushroom cloud, nor will they cause much damage to the ground. The calculation is very "conservative", but accordingly, it can affect the underground to a greater extent.
Amid the tremors of the earthquake, Vesuvius volcano began to roar, and a large amount of black smoke spewed out of the crater, leaving its stable state and rushing towards the eruption state.
When Chikafu saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but widen a bit, he looked at Richard and asked quickly: "What did you do?"
"Hoo-ho-"
Richard stood on the stone building in the southwest corner of the square, continuing to pant. While panting, he glanced at Chikafu and replied with a smile: "I just gave you back the light that you want me to recognize."
"Huh?" Chikafu didn't understand. Seeing that the pit in area 12 was getting bigger and bigger, with a diameter of more than 100 meters, and Rommel's figure was not visible at all, he couldn't help but ask: "What did you do to Director Rommel?"
"You will see him soon." Richard replied.
"Huh?" Chikafu was stunned, and then he understood Richard's hidden meaning: Richard obviously said that he had killed Rommel and would kill him soon.
How can this be? With Rommel's strength, how could he be killed... But there was so much movement now that Rommel should have appeared long ago. Rommel's delay in showing up proved that Richard was not lying.
Chekhov's whole body was shaken, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart: He didn't know how Richard killed Rommel, but no matter what method he used, it was terrifying. Originally, he thought that Richard was strong enough if he could kill him once before. Now it seems that Richard is ten times or a hundred times stronger than the limit he imagined.
There should be no weakness or retreat when dealing with such people. The weaker and more retreat you are, the faster you will die.
The only way to survive is to kill the other person.
He can only live if the other person is dead.
Only if the other party dies will his action fail.
"Do it! Kill him!"
Chekafu roared out and gave another order to the wizards surrounding Richard. He cut off his arm with his words. Then he raised his hand and released a stream of flames towards Richard, leading the attack.
The other wizards no longer waited, and released the powerful spells they had prepared for a long time behind Chekafu, focusing on Richard.
For a moment, brilliant brilliance erupted in a radius of several hundred meters. The red ones were flames, the golden ones were lightning, the green ones were acid liquid, and the white ones were ice guns, approaching Richard from all directions.
Richard looked certain to die.
At this time, the huge pit in area 12 became even larger during the collapse process, with the surface diameter reaching 130 meters.
A piece of blue light quietly climbed to the ground along the pit, and then exploded.
"brush!"
The blue light spreads extremely fast, and the spells released by many wizards can only travel a few meters in the air. The blue light has swept across the entire town of Pompeii and the entire Mount Vesuvius, spread to the wider outer area, and then disappeared little by little.
Comparable to the speed of blue light diffusion is the damaging effect caused by blue light.
Wherever the blue light reaches, all the spells released are terminated: the flame rises tenaciously for a few times, and then goes out with a "whoosh"; the lightning conducts in a meandering way, and disappears into the air with a "stab"; the acid liquid The bubbles bubbled and "gurgled" evaporated; the ice gun shattered and disintegrated with a "crash" while flying; the energy missile expanded rapidly, and then disappeared with a "pop"...
All spells encountering blue light are like snow encountering boiling water. They disappear without any chance of resistance.
Then the blue light hit Richard hard, hit Chekhov, and hit wizards all over Pompeii Town.
The calculated super powerful electromagnetic pulse exerted its power at this moment.
The legendary deadly natural disaster of the ancient wizard civilization - the elemental tide, once again showed its terrifying face on the continent.
Richard felt as if someone had blown a breath of cold air all over his body. He couldn't help but tremble, and the pores on the surface of his skin shrank uncontrollably. Immediately afterwards, the inside of the body was completely opposite and inexplicably heated up, and the blood almost boiled. A large amount of heat was conducted along the blood flow, and rushed towards the source of extraordinary power - the source of law.
The moment heat poured into the source of the law, Richard's body was shaken. After sensing the free energy elements in the source of the law, without any control, it instantly reached an astonishingly active state, almost out of control. The entire Dharma source became extremely hot, and there was an illusion that it would melt.
Fortunately, after his previous deliberate consumption, only a few free energy elements in the magic source remained, and there was no magic power at all.
Therefore, the changes in the source of law came and went quickly, and soon began to slow down and return to normal.
On the other hand, Chekhov is completely different.
His magic source contains a large amount of stable magic power. Except for a small amount consumed in the fight with Richard just now, most of it has not been used.
When the blue light hit his body, he felt that the inside of his body was burning with the source of the law as the center, as if a blazing flame was born. And this "flame" spread rapidly along the various channels in his body, causing his whole body to suffer "torture of fire".
He had a premonition that within a few seconds, his body would burst into flames and explode into a ball of minced meat.
However, just before he was about to explode, he felt a soft and powerful force coming from deep inside his body, and he began to compete with the power of "fire", trying to repair his damaged body and return him to normal - that was from The power of heaven.
However, the power of the Kingdom of Heaven is not crushing, it cannot even be said to have much advantage. It is just a stubborn and "flame" power that repeatedly seesaws, which puts all parts of his body in a state of damage and repair, allowing him to clearly feel the muscles. It melts and is reborn, reborn and repaired again, over and over again.
The severe pain stimulated Chekafu to almost go crazy. The high temperature from the magic source made him want to cut open his body, take out the magic source and crush it.
"vomit!"
His throat felt hot, he opened his mouth and vomited. A large mouthful of steaming crimson blood filled with bubbles was spat out by Chekhov.
"vomit!"
Another bite.
"vomit!"
Another bite.
Chekhov kept vomiting blood, his expression twisted and painful.