Throne of Magical Arcana Chapter 705

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“Positron Cannon?”

 Mecantron was slightly shocked. Although he had been paying attention to the Congress of Magic's studies in the microscopic domain, his main focus lay in the domain of astrology and quantum superposition. He only had a basic understanding about antimatter and positrons. Therefore, he had no idea what the magic was about.

 More importantly, since the quantum field theory hadn't been developed and the notion of ‘vacuum fluctuation' had been proposed, nobody had thought of the collision of positive and negative electrons. Even the vision of the vacuum ocean of negative energy hadn't been described by any arcanist. Therefore, the arcanists other than Lucien only knew that antimatter could barely exist in the main material world because it would offset the ordinary matter. They were unaware of the terrible obliteration that antimatter might cause. They did not know that the energy release efficiency of the reaction was higher than fusion, or that they could destroy a whole world when a tiny amount was gathered!

 Since even the arcanists other than Lucien hadn't figured out much about positrons, how could Mecantron know it?

 In the dangerous moment, he knew that he had been tricked by the substitution puppet, and that he had only one chance to react. Therefore, he opened his arms without any hesitation, and his pure bright wings embraced the ivory holy light from the projection of the seven-floored Mountain Paradise!

 “Blessed Realm!”

 If he were to use God's Guard, he wouldn't be able to move for a while. Then, having already obtained the Time Plate, Lucien Evans could leave the abyss at ease with Natasha now that the Demogorgon of Darkness still hadn't got rid of the Lady of Snow and the Lord of Death. That useless guy Clement was still being suppressed by Natasha and couldn't stop them from leaving at all!

 Therefore, he chose to perform ‘Blessed Realm' to maintain his attack abilities in order to stall and suppress Lucien until Gonheim defeated the two Demon Lords and joined him. Twenty seconds had already passed, and Gonheim should be able to turn things around soon.

 Ivory light descended and stood around Mecantron like the pillars of a temple. The light blossomed, transforming the cosmos around into an ocean of light. Together with the distant, delightful hymns from the projection of Mountain Paradise, Mecantron seemed to be inside the Paradise on Earth.

 “Positron Cannon!”

 Outside of Lucien's left hand, a dark magnetic field was appearing and twisting under restraint, which resulted in the uncanny waves in the space.

 Countless indescribable things were gathered. They were no longer silver electric currents but those which looked like fire. Entangling each other, they turned into a long electric snake enveloped in fire, which darted out like a thick laser light.

 If the Angel King hadn't arrived so weirdly, and if his preparations hadn't prevented the Demogorgon of Darkness and the firelord from stalling him for long, he might have not sensed any danger in the hasty situation just now when two top legends were intentionally covering it, and he might have not used a substitution puppet to take it at all.

 Therefore, in the vacuum, Lucien used ‘Positron Cannon' without any hesitation!

 The gigantic pillar of light where illusionary fire was surging out bombarded Mecantron overwhelmingly. Under the restraint of the magnetic field, it did not raise any change in the Chaotic Cosmos, as if it were just a regular blast of fire.

 At this moment, Mecantron's ‘Blessed Realm' was just constructed. He was sheltered by the ‘temple' perfectly!

 The angelic wings on his back were closed, and the spots of holy light floated and gathered into a delicate horn before him. He was going to perform the real ‘Light of Paradise' as the deputy of paradise. Now that his plan didn't work out, he would still achieve his purpose with his own strength!

 The flashing and flowing pillar of electricity, with the glow of fire, hit the Blessed Realm brutally.

 Then, disbelief beamed out of Mecantron's gold eyes. In the point of impact, the brilliance as dazzling as a rising sun burst out. Not only did the Blessed Realm fail to offer any defense, but it also exploded itself as the light glittered.

 Boom!

 The terrible explosion couldn't be heard in the vacuum, but after only one brief moment, everything around was enshrouded in the world-destroying obliteration. Mecantron did not have any time to react before the energy storm raised by the Blessed Realm consumed him.

 “What's this spell?”

 “Why is the effect so weird and terrifying?”

 “It seems unstoppable!”

 At this moment, Mecantron suddenly sensed that the world would be destroyed, and that if the spell was further improved, it would be even more powerful than ‘God's Arrival' for destructive purposes!

 However, the sudden epiphany couldn't extricate him from the ocean of energy that surrounded him. Little time was left for him to perform ‘God's Guard', too!

 “NOOOOOOOO!”

 Roaring from the bottom of his heart, Mecantron felt that he was being destroyed irreversibly from the inside out and from outside in. His gold eyes were filled with intense disbelief and fear, and terrible explosions broke out in both his body and his soul, creating an unimaginable energy storm!

 The face that was beautiful as a girl and the thirty-six pure wings were obliterated at the same time!

 Clement gradually stabilized himself against Natasha's crazy attacks. When he was ready to counterattack, he suddenly felt that the pressure was gone. Natasha had fled away without bothering anymore. Cutting the cosmos with the Sword of Truth, she appeared in a different direction very quickly!

 “Why is she running?”

 “Is she scared?”

 “She's not stopping me from taking the Time Plate anymore?”

 The subconscious idea had only just occurred to him, when he ‘heard' the weird and overwhelming spell that Lucien cast from Lucien's vibrating and leaking spiritual power.

 “Positron Cannon!”

 Then, he saw the pillar of fiery electric light that was different from regular electric currents hit the Blessed Realm, sensed the outburst of the sun before his eyes, and felt the pure destruction!

 “Why?”

 “How did it happen?”

 “Even the Blessed Realm joined the explosion reaction?”

 “The defense itself added to the power of the spell!”

 “This spell is too unbelievable!”

 Similar ideas had just popped up in Clement's heart, when he was grasped by unprecedented desperation!

 Because he was too close to the ‘paradise' created by the Blessed Realm, and nothing was in between to block the attack, the energy storm swept over at him, not giving him a chance to escape with divine power at all!

 “No wonder Natasha Violet escaped like a bunny that has been shot by an arrow…”

 He finally understood why Natasha suddenly abandoned the attack and ran away without caring about anything!

 It was a pity that his understanding came too late!

 Lucien had informed Natasha through the telepathic bond when he got the Time Plate and was ready to perform ‘Positron Cannon'. Having heard the effect of the magic from Lucien previously, she naturally fled as early and far away as possible. Although the space-time defense provided by the Shield of Truth could protect her from the obliteration when matter and antimatter collided, the Shield of Truth might be broken in the energy storm that was more powerful than ‘Eternal Blaze' after the obliteration appeared.

 Watching the scorching light and the pure energy storm, Clement was somewhat in a trance. There was no way that the defense he cast upon himself could resist them, could it?

 Right when he was desperate, the void behind him was suddenly opened, and a hand with green scales, with black thorns that emitted coldness from the knuckles, reached in.

 With the air of transcendence and condescension, the hand ‘grabbed' Clement and pulled him into the space gap!

 The terrifying energy storm swept over but could not cross the boundary of spaces!

 “The Lord of Hell?” Lucien felt that the hand was particularly familiar. It was exactly from his old friend Maltimus, the Lord of Hell. It never occurred to Lucien that he had been paying attention to this thing all the time! It was truly as expected of the Lord of Hell!

 After Clement ‘dodged' the attack, there was nothing but vacuum left, and the obliteration reaction came to an end.

 At this moment, the Chaotic Cosmos suddenly shook. The boundless darkness became even darker, and angry roars echoed from all directions:

 “Goddamn devils! Go to hell!”

 “The Will of Abyss?” Lucien and Natasha were no strangers to the voice, either.

 Demons and devils always despised each other. The former thought that the latter were brainless, and the latter felt that the former were too weak and couldn't achieve anything without tricks and ploys. Also, since the abyss and the hell were connected on one level, wars often burst out between them. The bloody feud had been accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years.

 That was why the Will of Abyss was so angry when the Lord of Hell arrived at the abyss and attacked despite his wounds!

 Before the two parties collided, Lucien blinked to Natasha. The projection of the deep, fascinating Atomic Universe appeared behind them, illuminating a corner of the space with the colorful starlight.

 Then, as the projection of the Atomic Universe was gone, Lucien and Natasha disappeared from the Chaotic Cosmos, too.

 Now that they got the Time Plate, why would they stay here for the Will of Abyss to vent his fury on them? Also, the Demogorgon of Darkness might arrive at any point. Unless his magic caught the enemy unprepared, his overall abilities were still far away from the top legendary.

 After all, ‘Positron Cannon' could be both resisted by space-time defense and deviated by magnetic extraordinary powers because it carried electricity. Therefore, to deal with the enemy who had already learnt the features of ‘Positron Cannon', Lucien had to create an opportunity where they could not resist ‘Positron Cannon' with appropriate methods with other spells, and such spells were exactly the gap between Lucien and top legends!

 Lucien had always known himself very well!

 ……

 In the royal palace of the Holy Heilz Empire…

 Rudolf II, who had been leaning against the chair, suddenly stood straight and vomited a mouthful of gold blood. He muttered somewhat in fear, “Thank god that I was behind him, otherwise…”

 he was too prudent to finish the sentence. Closing his eyes again, he perceived the sacred seven-floored ‘Mountain Paradise'. Then, a part of the boundless light on the seventh floor was separated and landed at the edge, turning into an angel who held a book. The thirty-six wings on his back were slowly closed, but the angel was so blurry that nobody could tell how long it would take before he was condensed.

Chapter end