Chapter 93: Blade Storm

Imperial Capital, National Examination General Command Center.

The heavy atmosphere was suffocating.

The military higher-ups and leaders of various schools who had just received the news rushed over immediately.

They gathered in front of the teleportation Formation, their expressions growing uglier one by one.

The one-eyed Old General briefly recounted the whole story from beginning to end.

"Dawnbreaker Guild!"

"These madmen! Simply lawless!"

A vice principal from Imperial Capital Academy trembled with anger.

"How dare they tamper with the National Examination! This is a provocation against the entire education system of our Great Xia Country!"

"They must be severely punished! This tumor must be completely eradicated!"

"Right! We can no longer condone this!"

Inside the command center, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

The one-eyed Old General raised his hand slightly, suppressing everyone's voices.

"Everyone, please calm down."

"Now is not the time to discuss this."

He looked at everyone and said in a deep voice,

"Everyone doesn't need to worry too much either."

"General Zhang has already taken action personally, tearing open a spatial rift to enter the Chaos space."

"With his strength, he might have already arrived at Triple Island and started cleaning up those scumbags by now."

Hearing this, everyone's tense nerves relaxed a little.

They still had considerable faith in Zhang Donglai's strength.

Just at this moment.

"Hum—!"

In the center of the room, the space that had just healed not long ago suddenly vibrated violently once again.

A pitch-black rift was torn open from the inside by an overbearing force.

Immediately afterward, a figure staggered out from the rift.

It was none other than Zhang Donglai.

The military uniform on his body was torn in a few places, his face was pale, his breath was chaotic, and a trace of blood still hung at the corner of his mouth.

Inside the command center, it instantly fell dead silent.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at the disheveled Zhang Donglai.

"Old Zhang!"

The one-eyed Old General rushed forward in a single stride and supported him.

"What is wrong with you? Didn't you go to Triple Island? Why are you back again?"

Zhang Donglai steadied his footing and waved his hand.

He raised his head, his eyes so gloomy that water could drip from them.

"Dawnbreaker Guild…"

He gritted his teeth and said word by word,

"In the Chaos space, I encountered that madman Mo Hen."

"He had been lying in ambush there early on, and in order to prevent me from going to Triple Island, he directly detonated the Chaos energy in that area."

"The spatial coordinates were completely messed up, I couldn't find my bearings, and I almost couldn't even come back."

"What?!"

The one-eyed Old General's pupils shrank violently.

The expressions of everyone else present also instantly turned incomparably solemn.

"Mo Hen… That traitor actually made a move too?"

A military officer sighed.

"It seems Dawnbreaker Guild's operation this time was premeditated long ago."

"Even the Chaos space was accounted for in their schemes."

"The children on the island are probably in danger."

Zhang Donglai took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging blood.

He looked at the technician responsible for the maintenance of the Formation.

"The teleportation Formation! How much longer until it can be repaired?!"

That technician was covered in sweat, and his voice was trembling.

"General! The Formation Great Masters are already rushing to repair it with all their might!"

"But the opponent's interference methods are too brilliant, we… at the fastest, we still need fifteen minutes!"

"Fifteen minutes?"

Zhang Donglai only felt his vision go dark.

Too long.

Fifteen minutes was enough for that madman Zuo Daolin to pack up and take away all the examinees.

"It is me…"

He closed his eyes, his voice filled with pain and self-blame.

"It is my lax supervision…"

"That gave this group of madmen an opportunity to exploit…"

"General, this cannot be blamed entirely on you."

A school leader hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Who would have thought that the people of Dawnbreaker Guild would be bold to such an extent, actually daring to lay hands on the National Examination!"

"Right! It's still too early to say these things!"

"Everything will be discussed after we enter Triple Island!"

That is what was said.

But everyone in their hearts knew very well that hope had already become incomparably slim.

Meanwhile, Triple Island.

Inside the circular valley.

The battle between Zuo Daolin and Gandalf was still continuing.

"Hehehe… You really are an interesting toy."

Zuo Daolin's figure was as fast as a ghost. He circled around Gandalf, constantly searching for gaps to attack.

Black Soul Power claw marks landed on the Arcane Barrier again and again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The muffled impact sounds were endless.

Gandalf's shield value was plummeting rapidly.

Yet Zuo Daolin's heart sank lower and lower.

Something was wrong.

Extremely wrong.

Every attack of his was accompanied by a Soul shock.

If it were any other Professional, even a Paladin specializing in mental defense, having been continuously attacked by him like this, their Soul would have collapsed long ago and they would have become a Puppet under his control.

But the mage before his eyes…

Aside from his shield being knocked away, the person himself hadn't suffered any impact at all!

Every time the shield was about to break, he could always instantly cast an [Arcane Barrier] to replenish it.

Then he would continue standing there, coldly gazing at him with those emotionless eyes.

It was as if…

It was as if he didn't have a Soul at all!

How could this be possible?

Without a Soul, what kind of thing was he fighting right now?

A stone?

The more Zuo Daolin thought about it, the weirder it felt.

He even felt that this fellow named Gandalf in front of him was even more bizarre than himself, a Soul Controller.

It was precisely this split second of Divided Soul.

It was precisely captured by Zhou Huai, who was on the peripheral OB.

Opportunity!

He immediately commanded Gandalf to launch a counterattack.

Hum—!

An invisible fluctuation instantly spread outward in all directions with Gandalf as the center.

[Forbidden Spell: Geocentric Gravity Field]!

Heavy pressure descended once again.

Zuo Daolin's figure suddenly stalled, his speed sharply decreasing.

The rocky ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch.

"Hehehe… It's this move again."

Beneath the mask came his hoarse sneer.

"Although your moves are very strong, in front of the absolute gap in strength, to me…"

Before his voice finished falling,

the gorgeous star moon robe on Gandalf's body suddenly erupted with a dazzling and brilliant radiance.

Countless runes of stars and crescent moons circulated and converged on the robe.

This was precisely the set effect of the star moon robe.

[Arcane Dual Derivation]!

Consuming 500 points of Mana, it can ignore cooldown time and instantly release the same skill twice.

Hum—!

Another Geocentric Gravity Field, ignoring cooldown and chanting, fell out of thin air.

The effects of the two gravity fields instantly stacked!

"What?!"

The smile on Zuo Daolin's face completely froze.

He only felt as if two invisible mountains were heavily pressing down on his body.

Ten times gravity?

No!

Twenty times!

"Crack!"

The bones at his knees emitted an unbearable crisp sound.

The whole person could no longer maintain a standing posture, and with a "thud", heavily knelt on one knee on the ground.

The ground instantly collapsed into a deep pit.

He wanted to struggle to get up, but found that his body, as if filled with lead, made even moving a single finger incomparably difficult.

In his eyes, a look of astonishment appeared for the first time.

He was actually truly suppressed by a mage who was only level 20?

Right now!

Gandalf seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He held nothing back, the mana within his body surging wildly like a breached torrent.

He held his staff high, pointing toward the sky.

He began to chant.

That was a kind of ancient, obscure, and destruction-filled syllable.

Along with his chanting, the entire valley began to tremble violently.

The sky darkened.

Dark clouds gathered, and lightning flashed with thunder rumbling.

An extremely violent hurricane was generated out of thin air within the valley.

The sound of the wind howled, like thousands of demons roaring.

Sand flew and stones rolled, the sky and earth turning dark.

Within a radius of several kilometers, all trees were uprooted, swept into the air, and instantly torn into fragments.

Countless wandering exotic beasts let out terrified wails, and before they could even escape, they were swept up by the terrifying wind force and churned into flesh and blood filling the sky.

Among them, there was even a level 20 elite-level BOSS—Earth-Shattering Demon Bear.

Its massive body was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the storm, unable to even emit a single wail before turning into dust.

[Forbidden Spell: Blade Storm]!

Accompanied by the falling of the last syllable,

that world-destroying storm took shape.

Countless cyan wind blades formed by the high compression of wind elements spun wildly within the hurricane, cutting everything in their path.

Zuo Daolin, who was tightly suppressed in place, struggled to raise his head.

He looked at the world-destroying sight, looking at the storm that dyed the sky cyan, and the eyes beneath the mask erupted with morbid fanaticism.

"Hahahaha!"

"Interesting! Really interesting!"

He laughed crazily.

"The surprises you give me are truly getting more and more numerous!"

"I must! I must take you back!"

However, the next second,

his laughter was completely drowned out by that terrifying storm.

His figure was swept into it, instantly disappearing from sight.

Not far away.

Behind a hidden hillside,

Ye Xi, Yuan Kai, and Shen Fuhai watched the gigantic storm connecting heaven and earth in utter astonishment, their minds going completely blank.

"What is that?"

Yuan Kai's voice was trembling.

Shen Fuhai swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty,

"Could that not be the Big Boss and that masked person fighting?"

"This scene is simply too exaggerated…"

Ye Xi covered her small mouth, her beautiful eyes wide open in a round stare.

Could this… actually be the true strength of that Big Boss?

Further away,

some provincial team examinees who were lucky enough not to be controlled by Zuo Daolin and still hadn't figured out the situation also stopped the actions in their hands one after another.

They gazed in horror at the cyan apocalyptic scene in the distance, each and every one of them as if plunging into an ice cave.

"What on earth is that thing?"

An examinee spoke blankly.

"Is that a skill released by which BOSS?"

"What a joke!" his teammate immediately retorted, "If a BOSS's skill had such a huge might, why the hell would we still participate in the National Examination! We might as well just lie flat and wait for death!"

"Then you guys say, is there a possibility that this is a kind of test on Triple Island?"

"Hehe, then I choose to abstain from the exam."