Wizard: Stronger through Marriage - Chapter 881 - 396: Lingnai Breaks Through the Sixth Ring
Chapter 881: Chapter 396: Lingnai Breaks Through the Sixth Ring
The Storm Monarch hovered between the shattered clouds, the blue-white streaks of lightning fading from the surface of his armor.
As the tamed Wind Element twisted around David’s fingertips.
The monarch who had ruled over the Storm Bay in the Western Territory for six hundred years suddenly staggered backward, his metallic boots etching charred cracks in the void.
“This… this is impossible!”
For the first time, a tremor wove into the rumbling thunder in his throat, and his eyes, once seething with whirlpools of hurricanes, were now shrinking sharply to needlepoints. “How could the Elemental Authority submit to a creature of flesh and blood?”
The tattered remnants of his cloak flapped in the wind behind him as the Storm Monarch looked down at his fingertips, which were gradually turning translucent.
His body, composed purely of Wind Elements, was uncontrollably dissipating, transforming into starlight drifting towards David—just like iron filings drawn to a magnet.
Memory suddenly cleaved through chaos like a lightning bolt. Seven hundred years ago, when he tore out the throat of the former Wind Monarch, he had also witnessed the same magnificent dispersal of elements.
But then he was the plunderer, now he was the deprived.
This realization made the Storm Monarch let out a wounded beast’s howl, causing the clouds within a hundred miles to explode into cotton-like fragments.
“Stop!” He lifted a skeletal hand towards David, a furious tornado forming in his palm only to collapse instantly, “I am the king crowned by the will of the world!”
His words abruptly cut off.
The Wind Spirit at David’s fingertips suddenly leaped joyfully, tracing an ancient elemental totem in front of the Storm Monarch’s eyes.
It was the emblem of the Wind Monarch he had personally erased six hundred years ago, now reappearing in the hand of his enemy.
The battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Lingnai watched as the Storm Monarch staggered to one knee, his crown forged of thunder collapsing above his head.
Countless firefly-like points of light rose from the shattered crown, each reflecting scenes from the depths of the monarch’s memory.
His hysterical laughter as he commanded hurricanes to destroy city-states, his sinister engraving of curses at the World Tree’s roots, the cruelty in nailing rebels’ souls to the eye of the storm to torment them…
“So that’s how it is.”
David’s voice was as deep as the abyss of the sea.
He stepped forward with measured strides over the void, the surging behind him no longer mere waves, but azure silk entwined with wind patterns. “A so-called king is nothing but a thief of the world’s source.”
The Storm Monarch wanted to refute, but found that his throat was bound by the salty, bitter sea breeze.
The Wind Elements he prided himself on were now betraying him, those once tamed forces for six hundred years were now cheering, jubilant at the awakening of their true master.
When David placed his hand on his chest, the monarch heard the crisp sound of his Elemental Core shattering.
The azure runes swirled in David’s eyes as the Storm Monarch’s body began to turn into drifting clouds from the edges.
The last unwilling flash of lightning in the monarch’s eyes extinguished.
After the Storm Monarch’s power completely dissipated, the battlefield returned to its usual tranquility, leaving only David, Lingnai, and the new crown woven from pure Wind Spirits.
David’s gaze was deep and determined, recognizing that this victory was not merely a testament to personal strength but an insightful understanding of the essence of the elements.
He slowly turned to look at Lingnai standing aside.
Lingnai’s eyes held both shock at what had just transpired and curiosity mixed with anticipation for an unknown future.
David knew that Lingnai possessed a pure and resilient heart, precisely what was necessary for harnessing Elemental Power.
“Lingnai,” David’s voice was gentle yet powerful, “do you see? This is the power of the elements; it can both create and destroy.”
Lingnai nodded, her eyes sparkling with a resolute light.
David smiled slightly, raising the crown woven from the Wind Spirit gently, each ray from the crown seemed to contain infinite power and wisdom.
He walked to Lingnai, gently placing the crown on her head, “Try to feel it, Lingnai. Let your Mind touch those Wind Spirits, and make them resonate with you.”
With the touch of the crown, Lingnai felt a warm and gentle force flooding her body from the crown of her head.
The Wind Spirits seemed to have found a new home, beginning to dance joyfully within her.
Lingnai closed her eyes, took a deep breath, allowing her Mind to fully merge with this power.
Initially, she felt somewhat uncomfortable, the power of the Wind Spirits rampaging within her as if wanting to break free.
But as time passed, Lingnai gradually learned how to guide and control these forces.
She began to feel the lightness and freedom of the Wind Element, as if she too had become a breeze, soaring freely between heaven and earth.
The azure-gold storm core spun madly in Lingnai’s palm, tens of thousands of Wind Blades surged into her meridians from all directions.
The once calm eye of the storm suddenly boiled, twelve tornado pillars rose from the ground, forming an ancient elemental totem around the girl.
The emerald Magic Power circuits flickered under her skin.
The Sixth-Ring Mage’s Liquid Crystal Core was vaporizing, and the remnants of the Storm Monarch’s will turned into azure lightning, stirring waves in her sea of consciousness.
Countless memory fragments suddenly exploded—the Prophet in a Starlight Robe summoning a sandstorm in the desert, the Cyclops Giant King wielding a Thunder Hammer to cleave a mountain, the Silver-haired Elf battling a Bone Dragon astride Wind Blade.
Each scene carried immense pressure, the soul imprints of past Storm Masters.
Crack!
The instant the Crystal Core completely shattered, the elemental torrent suddenly solidified.
The suspended stardust began to reorganize, each particle shining with an azure-gold radiance.
