The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Estimates are that after leaving this place, many people will want to target his wizard tower.

Yuno's heart was filled with worry for Dorre. Families like the Alexander family, the Witch God family, and the Glorious Royal family, would likely immediately set their sights on Dorre upon receiving the news.

However, seeing that Dorre didn't seem to care, Yuno didn't say much.

After the four chatted for a while, they quieted down and began to recover their strength.

Although this central area had been cleared by them, it would still take some time to reach a suitable location. Taking advantage of this time, everyone quickly recovered, especially Dorre and Aisha, who had consumed a lot of mental energy during their experiments and urgently needed to recover.

The passage was empty of people and had dimmed. None of them released any light spells. The surrounding light was dim and quiet, so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, Daphne suddenly raised her head and said, "Alright, they're all ready. Let's prepare to make our move."

Dorre and the others opened their eyes and looked towards the depths of the passage. The four of them raised their mental strength to the maximum.

The final battle was about to begin, and Dorre estimated that it could end the battle in one wave. Thinking of this, he looked at Yuno next to him.

"What is the Edward family's trump card?"

Now that they were at the final stage, Dorre wanted to know what their plans were.

Yuno didn't expect Dorre to ask this, and then said, "Our family has prepared two methods. One is me, and the other is my cousin. Each of us brought a scroll personally made by an eighth-level wizard. I brought Deep Blue Ice, and my cousin brought Ice Dragon Waterfall, both of which are eighth-level."

Dorre was a little surprised. They had directly prepared eighth-level methods. Did they really plan for a one-wave attack?

Aisha was also a little surprised. Eighth-level? They really had eighth-level methods. Then what were they supposed to do?

The monster's mental strength could affect older people, and only young people like them could release it. But the question was, could they release it?

She became doubtful, "After the attack starts, that monster will release that kind of attack. Will there be a chance to release the scroll?"

Before Yuno could speak, Daphne looked at Dorre with a slight smile on her lips, "So, this time we're deciding the battle in one wave. We agreed on a time, and then we'll all throw out our attacks and run."

Then she said seriously, "I was originally going to tell you later, but since you asked, I'll say it now. Whether we can survive depends on your wizard tower."

Dorre's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this. Damn it, she was only saying it now, clearly planning to use him as a shield. He immediately felt terrible.

Eighth-level wizardry, even if it was only released in the form of a scroll, could still unleash the most basic power of eighth-level wizardry. Even the most basic eighth-level could destroy cities and countries.

Once this thing was released, the impact would be enormous, especially with so many people releasing it together. It could probably blow up half the world.

Thinking about the toughness of this world, he began to doubt whether these scrolls could even be used.

He thought for a while and said, "The rules of the two worlds are different. It's hard to say how much power the eighth-level scroll can exert here. We'll see later. We'll each attack, and if it doesn't work, we'll run quickly."

Daphne breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Dorre's words.

In fact, many people were cannon fodder. She knew this when they set off, but she didn't want to say it. Now that things had come to this, she had no choice if Dorre didn't go.

She thought for a while and said, "Then it's up to you."

Aisha was also stunned at this moment. The final result was actually like this. They were simply cannon fodder.

…

Still a little distance from the entrance, Dorre could already feel a faint mental fluctuation extending outwards from within. This mental fluctuation was not strong, even somewhat weak, and he could also feel some unconscious, subtle information fluctuations inside.

That fluctuation was filled with a strange will, and the information inside was extremely complex, making it impossible to distinguish what it was.

Complex, chaotic, yet full of mystery and depth, that was the impression he got from the sleeping mental will of the other party.

He was silent in his heart and didn't make many movements, walking forward on his own. This time, he didn't rashly release his mental strength to probe, because once he probed, there would only be one result: to suffer the strange attack of that mental strength.

Daphne and Yuno were handling the communication with the others. Dorre didn't have anyone's contact information.

In a while, he planned to release a dozen Lightning Summoning spells and run. Anyway, the main burden was no longer on his side.

They quickly advanced to a place less than twenty meters away from the entrance. In the distance, it was completely dark, and nothing could be seen.

The four of them looked at each other, took a deep breath, and continued to walk forward ten meters.

Nine meters.

Eight meters.

They took another deep breath.

Seven meters, six meters.

Five meters.

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Four meters.

At this time, they could already see the depth and darkness inside the passage, as well as the endless tentacles. As long as they didn't release their mental strength, Dorre and the others were still very safe.

Three meters.

Two meters.

Everyone stopped. At this moment, a pitch-black hole appeared in everyone's eyes. At the entrance of the hole, a pitch-black tongue-like thing rested, constantly rolling in a wave-like motion. It seemed to be alive, and the other end of the tongue extended to the central area, all the way to the large sphere in the middle.

Seeing this thing, Dorre couldn't help but sigh. The creations of the world were truly strange. The will of a creature that had been dead for who knows how long could actually turn into such a strange thing.

Just then, he felt a strong mental will born from the surrounding mental strength and extending into his consciousness.

This mental will was not obvious, even very weak, but Dorre spontaneously felt a sense of the passage of time and the loss of youth. A feeling of years gone by and beauty fading away arose spontaneously.

Although this emotion was very weak, it did indeed affect him. At this moment, his memory inevitably returned to the past, digging up old things from the sea of memory.

When people get old, they like to daydream. When people get old, they like to reminisce about the past. When people get old, their concept of life becomes weak. He suddenly felt like he had lived for a long time.

Dorre paid close attention to his mental strength. When he began to reminisce about the past, he felt that something was wrong.

When he felt like he had lived for a long time, he suddenly remembered that he was only twenty-eight years old. What was he living for so long?

A trace of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. This emotion was too strange. This was the unwilling aura of that dead creature. This was too terrifying.

He turned his head and glanced at the other three, but saw a layer of decay appearing out of nowhere on their faces.

That was the aura that could only be seen on people who were about to die, but it appeared on the three of them.

In his sea of consciousness, a rule lightning bolt filled with thunderous intent flashed out of thin air, and a rumbling sound appeared in his will.