On the Central Domain side, the composition of the wizard camp was rather complicated.
A large number of wizards, apprentices, and even ordinary mortal armies were gathered together in a chaotic mess, looking like a ragtag mob.
In truth, that was exactly what they were. Without the Realm Guardian and the various domain guardians to serve as a leadership core, this self-assembled allied army had encountered numerous problems. Disobedience to the chain of command was the lesser issue; what was worse was the schemers operating in the shadows, making the currents beneath the surface even more turbulent.
"Oh? Unfavorable rumors about me are already circulating in secret?"
Returning to his own camp, Leilin listened to Yilun's report, an ambiguous smile appearing on his face.
"Pay them no mind. Very soon, these rumors will collapse on their own."
Leilin smiled faintly and waved his hand dismissively.
Suddenly, his expression changed as he looked toward the northern sky: "She's coming!"
A tiny black dot suddenly rose from the northern sky, carrying a massive and irresistible oppressive aura, descending majestically before the two armies.
"Her Majesty, the Grand Matriarch!!!"
Numerous elite Cave Frost Spider Knights knelt in fervent devotion, bowing in salute.
"Where is the person in charge? Have him come out and face me!" Her voice was sweet, yet carried a bone-piercing cold—like a rose blooming amid bloodshed, alluring and yet lethally dangerous.
Along with her transmitted voice, the oppressive aura of a Third-rank
Many ordinary mortal soldiers collapsed in agony, losing handfuls of hair as their internal organs hemorrhaged.
This was the devastating radiation released indiscriminately by a high-level wizard—its destructive effects upon the human body catastrophic.
Wizard apprentices fainted on the spot; only official wizards and above could maintain lucid consciousness under this pressure. But even their combat effectiveness would be drastically reduced.
Visible wisps of green vapor were continuously being drawn from the allied camp, converging toward Queen Anya hovering in midair.
"Pseudo-Withering Domain! An advanced Meditation Method said to be cultivable only by
An expression of interest appeared on Leilin's face. He turned to glance at the other high-level wizards.
Meanwhile, in the allied camp, the tents where the other high-level wizards resided had fallen silent, and fluctuations of spatial magic could even be felt emanating from within.
"About to flee before the battle has even begun?"
Leilin chuckled, but then found it entirely reasonable. After all, these wizards had all assumed that the Dark Elves' Grand Matriarch must already be severely injured. Even if that weren't the case, their own Realm Guardian would surely step forward.
But now?
"I'd wager that at this very moment, those outside wizards are cursing me frantically in their hearts." Leilin shook his head, and his own body floated up into the air.
"ROOOAR..."
A savage, massive aura—that of a supreme predator from the primordial era—erupted violently.
Turbulent waves of energy swept across like ocean swells, throwing the opposing camp into chaos. What drew the other wizards' attention even more was that this aura was in no way inferior to that of the Third-rank Dark Elf Grand Matriarch!!!
"Bloodline Warlock Third-rank Innate Ability—Terror Suppression, activated!!!"
CRACK!
As if shattering some seal or fetter, Leilin's aura surged explosively. In an instant, it transcended the Second-rank Warlock's domain and entered a far more unfathomable realm.
This transformation made the opposing Dark Elf Grand Matriarch's expression change dramatically: "Third rank! You've already reached the Third rank!!!"
Yes! Long before slaying the Realm Guardian, Leilin had secretly advanced to the Third-rank Warlock level.
With the Giant Snake Breath Potion and a massive supply of top-tier resources, Leilin's spiritual materialization had already reached the bright silver stage, and his spiritual power could be directly bolstered with potions.
As for the third stage of the Eye of Komoin? Leilin had possessed it all along, and with the Chip's supplementary enhancements, it had become even more refined.
Combined with the essence of the Wisdom Ancient Tree—legendary for its ability to inspire intelligence and help wizards break through bottlenecks—breaking through to the Third rank had been a natural progression.
Only after pushing his own strength to the peak level on par with the major powers of the Dark Apex Domain did Leilin have the confidence to carry out his plan.
Truthfully, when he had broken through back then, watching his already-materialized spiritual particles continuously condense, seeing the third-layer spiritual power core crystal successfully form within a short time, and breaking through to Third-rank Wizard—that scene still struck Leilin as somewhat incredible.
It could have been the pull of the Komoin Giant Snake bloodline, or the Chip's accumulated reserves finally bearing fruit, or perhaps the Wisdom Ancient Tree essence held some powerful and unknown function, or it was the combination of all these factors that made Leilin's advancement astonishingly smooth—even exceeding his own expectations.
The Chip once again refreshed Leilin's data status: "Leilin Farell — Warlock, Third Rank — Bloodline: Komoin Giant Snake — Strength: 23.6, Agility: 20.1, Constitution: 35.7, Spirit: 203.4, Mana: 203 (Mana determined by Spiritual Power synchronization)"
"Main body has advanced to Third-rank Warlock. Acquired Third-rank Innate Ability—Terror Suppression!"
"Terror Suppression: Third-rank Innate Ability — After multiple rounds of bloodline purification, the Komoin Giant Snake's capabilities as a primordial apex predator have been extensively replicated and absorbed by the Bloodline Warlock. They now carry the majesty of the ancient era, automatically generating a Terror Field! Effect: Suppresses all creatures within the field's range; induces mental confusion in those with weak willpower! Reduces the physical data of official-rank creatures by 50%, Second-rank Wizards by 30%, and same-rank Wizards by 10%!"
This area-of-effect innate ability that suppressed enemy strength was, in Leilin's view, already quite similar to a true Domain—and could even be considered its embryonic form!
Compared to a true Domain, which only Morning Star Wizards could fully control, Terror Suppression merely lacked the ability to alter rules within the Domain to a certain degree.
Now, the Terror Domain was fully unleashed by Leilin—like a horrifying gaze from the Eye of Hell—sending countless elite Cave Frost Spider Knights crashing to the ground, while even more Matriarch-level figures turned pale with an inexpressible dread.
Leilin studied the Dark Elf Grand Matriarch before him in detail. Strictly speaking, this was their very first encounter.
His gaze mercilessly passed over her supremely enchanting face, paying more attention instead to the patterns on her body.
A moment later, Leilin's faint sigh was heard: "So... you're already gravely injured!"
These injuries, which required inscribing runes upon the body to suppress, along with the faintly familiar aura upon them, reminded Leilin of the now-deceased Realm Guardian. Only his desperate strike—along with those of several other Second-rank Guardians—could have severely wounded Anya at that time, forcing her to retreat.
Anya looked at the young Leilin, a bitter smile appearing on her face: "Did you know? Life for the Dark Elves is very hard too. When I was young, every year during the season of winter, I would see countless Dark Elf men and women departing with weapons in hand. My mother told me they were going off to war, and that once the fighting ended, we would have enough food to eat..."
Anya's expression grew distant, her voice sweet as a lark's song, with a glistening tear tracing down the corner of her eye.
"My mother told me that far to the south, there was a massive human empire that was constantly competing with us for living space. That was why we suffered such tremendous losses each year. And at that time, I made up my mind—I would lead the Dark Elf race to break free from this cruel reality..."
"But now, sadly, I can no longer do it..."
Anya cast one final glance back at the Dark Elf camp. At that moment, the camp had erupted into chaos—several Second-rank Matriarchs were even charging forward despite the terrifying energy fluctuations overhead.
"Can you promise me... to preserve the Dark Elf race?"
Anya lowered her proud head and pleaded.
This was a very clever woman. Leilin regarded the figure before him—said to be the most exalted Grand Matriarch among all Dark Elves—and nodded calmly: "I can promise you to preserve a territory for the Dark Elf race within the Dark Apex Domain..."
"But what the wizards do afterward is none of my concern. And whether those Dark Elves will ultimately end up living only in the wizards' ecological laboratories... well, that's hard to say..."
In his heart, Leilin silently added.
"Then I thank you!" Anya smiled gently, and the tiny crown atop her head emitted a piercing radiance.
Leilin flicked his hand, and a massive golden spider appeared, descending to the center of the battlefield, hissing at the opposing Cave Frost Spiders.
The opposing Cave Frost Spiders immediately fell into upheaval—most began to grow restless and agitated, and some even turned to bite the Dark Elf knights riding on their backs.
This was
In a certain sense, since it was the common ancestor of all Cave Frost Spiders, it possessed an inconceivable degree of control over its descendants. Leilin had brought it along as well, as a trump card.
"Here we go!"
Leilin sighed softly. Dense black scales emerged across his body as he clashed with Anya...
And with the Cave Frost Spider Emperor's roar and the collision between the two Third-rank Wizards, the armies on the ground finally reformed their ranks, clashing together in a cacophony of battle cries that shook the heavens...
In the year 5782 of the Dark Apex Domain, Grand Wizard Leilin Farell led the allied wizard forces to a decisive victory over the Dark Elf army on the open field. The Dark Elf Grand Matriarch—a Third-rank Wizard named Anya—was slain on the spot, along with an uncountable number of First-rank and Second-rank Wizards. The Dark Elf army collapsed on the spot, with countless killed.