I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Chapter 1897: Chapter 1024: Divine Calamity_2

Countless arrows hit the target with precision, the scorching Sun Power burning the body, the raging Thunder Power paralyzing the meridians, the biting Storm Power tearing through defenses...

Mistra’s originally vacant eyes suddenly twisted, and a mournful and painful howl overflowed from the depths of her throat.

Her whole body shook violently with Divine Power, as she tried to dismantle the incoming Rule Arrows, but it was largely ineffective.

Lis seized the opportunity to push forward, his wrist continuously trembling, unleashing a steady stream of Rule Arrows from the longbow, always keeping a safe distance in control.

Mistra charged in a fury multiple times but was always tightly restrained by the rain of arrows.

Just as she attempted to close in, she was forced back by multiple Rule Powers, having to passively endure attacks, becoming prey to the remote kite strategy, with brutal roars rising and falling.

The prolonged suppression combined with the backlash of multiple forces within her body completely shattered Mistra’s last shred of sanity.

And at this moment, the violent Divine Power surrounding her suddenly spiraled out of control, with a high-pitched and twisted roar echoing throughout the ruins.

With the piercing sound, her flesh began to twist and swell in a manner contrary to biological norms.

White skin rapidly mutated and festering, with a dense mass of malformed flesh buds crazily emerging from her body surface, intertwining twisted tentacles, fierce bone spurs, and mutated tumors.

The graceful humanoid outline quickly collapsed, eventually transforming completely into a gigantic, distorted, and hideous mountain of flesh.

The surface of the dark red flesh pulsated and wriggled continuously, oozing a nauseating viscous liquid with a stench.

A terrifying aura of brutal madness and destruction rolled over, sweeping across the land.

Lis held the Sun longbow, his gaze steadily fixed ahead on the mutated monster, feeling a slight heaviness in his heart.

With all his vast knowledge, he could not instantly ascertain Mistra’s current status.

However, wasn’t this situation somewhat reminiscent of the Divine Calamity described in the Elf Scriptures?

In the Elf Scriptures, Divine Calamity was described as monsters born from shattered Divine Status, Divine Power out of control, and flesh mutated, devouring all existence, devoid of reason.

According to information Lis gathered from various sources, the birth of Divine Calamity was extremely unique, with no specific rules for its creation.

Some demigods who tried to ignite the Divine Fire during the Ascension Ceremony but failed became distorted and fell, transforming into Divine Calamity.

Some divines whose consciousness was devoured for various reasons also fell into becoming Divine Calamity.

Of course, the most important characteristic of Divine Calamity is possessing strength almost equal to, or even surpassing, the divines, but they are essentially twisted monsters without any autonomous consciousness.

And what Lis had before his eyes was very similar to the situation of a Divine Calamity now.

Moreover, it seemed she had lost her last control, causing Mistra’s power to spiral further out of control, intensifying the pressure on Lis.

After all, the Divine Power Mistra possessed was far stronger than Lis’s.

What’s more, Mistra was already out of control, and she began indiscriminately attacking her surroundings.

Lis stood atop a giant broken rock, his gaze locked on the twisted and hideous figure of the monster a short distance away, feeling a headache coming on.

The Divine Calamity that Mistra had completely transformed into expanded recklessly, her once white and elegant divine body enveloped by thick black corrosive mist.

Now, that mountain of flesh had started to twist and wriggle ceaselessly, with a dense mass of malformed eyeballs appearing on its body, opening and closing, revealing pure madness and ferocity.

It was at this moment that Lis began piecing together some previously puzzling aspects.

Previously during multiple confrontations with Mistra, the strength and oppressive feeling she exhibited repeatedly fell short of Lis’s estimation.

In comparison to Lis, apart from her strong Divine Power, her overall strength was somewhat weaker.

Though he had doubts, he could only remain vigilant, mindful of any hidden cards she might possess.

It turned out Mistra had never been in peak condition from the beginning.

To maintain self-awareness and stabilize her form, Mistra had to allocate a considerable amount of strength to suppress the restless madness within her body day and night.

This invisible internal consumption shackled most of her strength, rendering her unable to utilize her full capabilities to confront Lis head-on.

The fierce battle between the two moments ago became the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Lis’s relentless offensive shattered Mistra’s defenses, not only severely injuring her body but also completely breaking her control over herself.

The long-suppressed madness instantly broke free, backlashing against her, causing Mistra to completely fall and mutate, transforming into a berserk Divine Calamity with no sanity.

Lis’s eyes remained calm as he surveyed the rampaging Divine Calamity below, rapidly weighing the pros and cons at hand.

Objectively speaking, the currently mutated and out-of-control Mistra had already lost her deadly threat to him.

The mindless Divine Calamity does not comprehend the subtle use of Divine Power, only relying on brute physical strength and its Special Power for attacks.

This crude and disorderly attack method left many openings.

Even though the impact was extremely strong, it posed little threat to Lis.

But the trouble that came along was extremely thorny.

A saying goes, "A dead camel is larger than a horse; even in decay, Mistra’s Divine Power base inside her remained incredibly abundant.

She had no concerns, and unleashed all her wild Divine Power entirely, her Life Force reaching an extremely terrifying degree.

To forcibly kill Mistra meant Lis would have to exhaust her massive Divine Power reserves head-on and entirely rip apart her Divine Calamity essence.

Given Lis’s current power, attempting to do this alone was nearly impossible.

Exhausting all force in combat against Mistra is no wise choice, as any unexpected change later would leave him without capacity for self-preservation, thrusting him into dire peril.

Rushing into aggression is unwise; passive stalemate is also no long-term solution.

Lis furrowed his brow slightly, instinctively retreating a distance away from Divine Calamity Mistra’s range of attack to maintain safety.

Simultaneously, Lis’s mind rapidly sought the optimal solution to break the deadlock.

The violent booming continued incessantly, and Mistra was still wantonly unleashing destruction from the center of the ruins, surrounded by churning black mist stirring the surrounding Space mindlessly.

While Lis meticulously observed her state, striving to identify weaknesses, a subtle anomaly almost overlooked seeped into his perception.

Lis’s pupils narrowed, his focus instantly heightened.

Under Mistra’s runaway Divine Power fluctuations, that unique Divine Position aura initially permeating her body had completely vanished.

Mistra reduced to Divine Calamity only retained chaotic destructing Divine Power, with no trace remaining of the Magic Divine Position.

A bold hypothesis formed in Lis’s mind.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand, conjuring Magic Power, his fingertips flashed slightly, an instant High-level Fireball Spell took form, wrapped in intense magic waves, heading straight towards Mistra.

The fireball struck the Divine Calamity’s body firmly without encountering any immunity or nullification on the Divine Position level. Lis’s heart was elated, instantly confirming his judgment.

Mistra, transformed into a Divine Calamity, had completely lost the [Magic] Divine Position.

Any previous immunity to magic or Spell was now gone completely.

This surely is the key to breaking the stalemate!

Since brute force cannot slay the deeply rooted Divine Calamity, he might utilize external force.

With his plan decided, Lis delayed no more, moving swiftly amongst Orophin Floating City’s broken ruins.

This once-glorious Floating City, with its intricate network of Magic Rune channels, had sealed beneath it a massive amount of Original Magic Power accumulated over millennia.

Previously, this Magic Power was constrained by the Magic Divine Position, unable to be freely utilized, but now, the time had come.

Drawing on his deep understanding of the Floating City, Lis proceeded along the remnants of Magic Rune pathways of the city: centering the region where Divine Calamity Mistra resided, as the focal center, he began arranging a gigantic Gathering Destruction Magic Array spreading over several kilometers.

With fractured Magic Energy Stone Pillars as the core, using the underground dormant Magic Power channel as a link, he redrew and repaired the ancient damaged Magic Runes, with silver magic lines weaving intricately, gradually extending over the ruins.

The process was orderly and systematic, as the stray magic within the Floating City was forcibly absorbed and gathered by the array, pouring continuously into its texture.

A low hum of magic power resonated throughout the world, with silvery Magic Rune lighting gradually, layers upon layers of aura covering the entire ruins.

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