There were now a little over 150 magus holding the defense, a mix of humans, high elves, and a few dark elves. They were engaged in a desperate struggle against the relentless onslaught of thousands of celestial constructs.
Celestial archers launched volleys of arrows, while knights advanced with swords and shields. Celestial priestesses and mages operated from the rear, putting imnse pressure on the magus and forcing them into a defensive mode. Every passing second saw the chamber beco more densely packed with the infected constructs.
Despite the overwhelming number of celestial enemies, they weren't the sole concern. The seal, strained to its limits, struggled to contain the massive power surging from the portal.
The critical task of filling four additional spots on the elental formations fell upon the human magus. They needed experts in the elents of plant, earth, tals, and water to reinforce the weakening seal. The fate of everyone in the chamber rested on their ability to hold against the celestial onslaught and complete the formation.
ra, disciple of Grand Magus Yvere, stepped forward to command the plant elents, showcasing her expertise. Beside her, Abrafo took charge of the earth elents. Both magus were not only proficient in their respective fields but also adept at handling the intricacies of complex formation spells. The tals were manipulated by one of the Arkaland magus, while a skilled female magus under the Azazel Nephilim assud control over the water elent.
As all the spots in the formations were filled, the [Seal of 8 Divinity] began to glow brightly in tandem with Loriel Starwind's chants. Everyone witnessed the giant being successfully restrained, slowly pushed back into the tear of space. A montary sense of triumph washed over the defenders as the strengthened chain and collaborative efforts of the magus seed to succeed. However, the elation was short-lived. Within seconds of the formation fully stabilizing, a colossal tentacle smashed the female water magus to pieces and seized one of the high elf proficient lighting elent, tearing him apart.
This grueso turn of events left the remaining magus hesitant to step forward and fill the formation, as the threat of the tentacles proved too overwhelming and the risk of exposing themselves without adequate protection lood large.
"One hour! That's not possible," remarked Jai Strider, who had taken up the responsibility of tactics in Neo's absence. "Staying here will be the death of us," he asserted.
The dwindling numbers were starkly apparent, with no reinforcents in sight and even the dark elves abandoning the chambers. The magus from Proxima and Alabaster factions appeared torn, their expressions reflecting the internal struggle of contemplating whether to stay or depart. Faced with the imminent threat and the dilemma of the mont, Ery took it upon himself to assert authority.
"It's too late to leave now. If you want to survive, stay and fight!" he declared, his words carrying a sense of urgency. To emphasize his point, Ery unleashed his [Dao Edge], creating massive energy blades that swept through the celestial onslaught with a force likened to splitting a sea in two. The blades carved through a dozen constructs simultaneously, leaving a trail of celestial remnants in their wake.
Ery's display of power had a palpable effect on the morale of so within the group, and others took inspiration from his lead. The chamber echoed with the release of unique and powerful skills as magus, driven by a newfound determination, unleashed their capabilities to fend off the relentless celestial assault.
Elowen of the Alabaster family stepped forward, her fingers skillfully dancing across a stringed instrunt. The upbeat lody emanating from her instrunt was accompanied by her lodious voice, weaving a harmonious tune that ford an ethereal shield. Surprisingly, Uria, the spirit master, stood next to her, playing a jade flute with sharp notes that added an extra layer to the barrier. The combination of their musical talents ford a protective shield capable of cutting through the incoming celestial constructs.
Encouraged by the Alabaster family's decision to stand their ground, Lambert of the Proxima faction followed suit. Demonstrating remarkable courage, he stepped into the water elent spot within the formation, his six knights forming a protective barrier around him using the formidable [7 Star Sword formation]. With the inclusion of another high elf to fill the last spot, the [Seal of 8 Divinity] was once again restored to its full strength.
The chanting of Nael Nephilim, the Fate child, reached its crescendo, resulting in the creation of 18 golden rings that materialized on each of the tentacles. These radiant restraints exerted a profound influence, significantly diminishing the speed and strength of the celestial constructs. The golden rings beca a vital asset, providing a crucial advantage to the defenders in their struggle against the relentless onslaught. The defenders, bolstered by these strategic maneuvers, found renewed determination to stand against the encroaching threat.
However, what truly bolstered their morale was the realization that the energy signatures of hundreds more magus were approaching their position.
Jinkan's voice cut through the chaos, her announcent echoing hope amid the tumult,
"Reinforcents are coming! Keep fighting; we can win this!"
The Nephilim princess had tirelessly sent ssages to muster support, and over 200 magus from the seventh layer answered the call. Among them were contingents from the Aztebas magus, led by Zephyr Nephilim, and Roland XII, the esteed Arcane Magus from the Arcanum faction.
However, just as the defenders were about to let out a collective cheer, a new threat erged, casting a shadow over their montary relief.
The entire chamber quaked violently, sending shockwaves through the air as massive energy surged from three different corners. Liquid tal began to coalesce, its ominous glow casting an eerie light across the chamber. To the horror of the magus, the tallic substance didn't assu the usual celestial construct forms; instead, it kept growing and transforming into colossal dragon-like creatures.
The first creature took the shape of a dragon, stretching a staggering 100 ters in length. Its crystalline scales glead with an otherworldly radiance, and its eyes emitted an unsettling glow.
The second entity resembled a fifty-ter-tall lion-like being with majestic wings, a hybrid of regal and ferocious features that inspired both awe and fear.
Hanging high above them all, the third creature manifested as a massive spider, its crystalline legs stretching wide as it dangled from the chamber's ceiling.
[Infected Crystal Basilisk]
[Infected Crystal Manticore]
[Infected Crystal Arachnids]
These were the three celestial gatekeepers, formidable opponents that typically required the combined efforts of hundreds of magus to confront. Now, all three were simultaneously spawned, casting a shadow of despair over the defenders.
As gasps of panic filled the air, a murmur of disbelief swept through the ranks of magus. The daunting question echoed among them, "This is crazy... how can we win this?"
The magnitude of the threat before them was staggering, and uncertainty gripped the hearts of even the most seasoned magus.
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