187 - Sinner

A rift appeared on the surface of the massive silver moon, swiftly expanding into a crack that spread across the entire celestial body, eventually shattering into pieces with a resounding boom.

Fragments of the silver moon rained down like a fiery meteor shower, yet devoid of the prior terror they once held. Before the meteor shower could reach the ground, it turned into ashes.

But it was the wizard, Odessa, the one casting the spell, whose emotions faltered at the moment the silver moon was severed.

Everyone present stood frozen, staring blankly at the shattered silver moon in the sky and at Lynn, who raised his hand high to cleave the stars. Even Raphael, his face a mix of astonishment and incredulity, was not an exception.

Has the apocalypse ended? The Cult of Apocalypse cultists, who were kneeling and praying, were dumbfounded, gazing skyward as if something within them was collapsing.

"Lynn, have you broken through to the Legendary Realm?" Yulande struggled, swallowing hard before speaking up.

Whether it was the scene of the falling silver moon or Lynn's scene of severing the stars, it shattered Yulande's understanding of magic.

Could wizards truly do this?

Perhaps only legendary wizards could unleash such terrifying magic...

"That was just a magical illusion," Lynn remained composed. In the realm of magic, as long as the computational power was sufficient, he could simulate a stellar explosion without a hitch.

Of course, Aurora's assistance was indispensable. This legendary witch somehow nullified the drawbacks of "Spatial Ripples," keeping the power at its peak.

Attacking from a spatial perspective, even a genuine meteor would be sliced in two.

"Sinner." Odessa growled angrily, a hint of fear in his words.

The spectacle of the falling silver moon was indeed a magical illusion formed by magical energy, but even as the legendary wizard Fayz questioned it verbally, he couldn't help but feel fear himself when facing the shocking sight of the stars falling.

And that fear would solidify at the moment the silver moon descended, reverberating into their physical beings, pulverizing everything.

"Elemental spirits, unleash your wrath and punish the sinners before us." Odessa shouted hoarsely.

The crimson space immediately trembled, the earth cracked, and blood surged from the depths, transforming into monstrous beings, standing tall at two meters, wielding twisted swords, charging toward them in astonishing numbers, appearing like a blood-red tide from afar.

Raphael, enduring the injury to his right shoulder, unleashed a "Multiple - Fire Blast."

Boom. Boom. Boom.

Explosions resounded violently, accompanied by a series of firebursts. However, the demons charging forward seemed unaffected, rushing out from the smoke and flames as if nothing had touched them.

This eerie situation made Yulande and the others' scalps tingle. How could they possibly fight this?

Prompted by Aurora's reminder, Lynn immediately explained, "No need to worry too much; most are visual illusions. Only a very few have the capability to harm us..."

"But how do we distinguish the real ones?" Phillip hurriedly asked. The magical fluctuations of these demons were almost indistinguishable, making it even more challenging to discern the genuine from the false.

The "Multiple - Fire Blast" Raphael had just cast proved ineffective, meaning they couldn't stop these demons from approaching. Even if one out of ten struck unexpectedly, it could be fatal.

And they had no clue when the real attack would come.

"We can differentiate with magic." Raphael glanced at Lynn. His most powerful spell, "Mana Torrent," was insufficient to cover such a vast area.

"In three seconds, only those still standing will be fakes." Lynn drank a bottle of high-grade mana potion and stated firmly, immediately using "Spatial Ripples" again.

Enhanced by Aurora's magic, a visible ripple of magical energy swept across the entire battlefield.

Just like ripples in water, the range of "Spatial Ripples" only widened, perfectly suited for this situation.

The oncoming demons seemed like tofu hitting a steel wire at high speed, being sliced apart. Some demons continued their charge unfazed, but others fell to the ground, turning into pools of blood.

In the next moment, the tide of demons was upon them. The twisted blades and grotesque faces made Yulande and the others shiver, even though they knew it was just a visual illusion. They couldn't help but conjure "Mage Shields."

The towering demon ignored the protection of the "Mage Shield," bringing down its twisted blade. A witch closed her eyes in fear, but as Lynn had mentioned, there was no sensation of pain as the blade passed through her body.

However, the reinforced "Spatial Ripple" had a glaring flaw: it significantly compromised stealth.

Odessa had already evaded ahead of the magical wave's arrival, growing a pair of blood-coloured bat wings behind him.

Moreover, Odessa created seven magical illusions of himself, all suspended in the sky.

[Flame Touch]

The crimson flame flared successively, shooting from various directions.

"The fourth one is the real body." Aurora's soft voice echoed in Lynn's ears, and he promptly relayed it to Raphael.

Nodding, Raphael disregarded the other illusions' attacks, casting "Sighing Wall" to block the fourth crimson streak, allowing the rest of the magic to pass through his body.

"Damn it... damn it." Odessa yelled angrily, fear gradually spreading within him. He couldn't fathom why his magic was so easily seen through.

"It should be you who's damned, Odessa." Raphael's voice turned cold. Following that, a "Sandstorm" billowed forth, turning iron sand into spikes and blades, flying toward the sky.

Odessa didn't pay much attention to this fourth-tier magic, evading effortlessly with his blood wings. Yet, he failed to notice a few spherical objects flying alongside these spikes and blades. Hidden within the attack, these objects suddenly exploded.

A blinding light suddenly erupted, momentarily shrouding Odessa's vision and causing a brief pause in his movements...

It was at this moment that Raphael roared loudly.

"Now's the time."