novelhk Chapter 452 The Death of Naboo
Chapter 452 The Death of Naboo
Chapter 452 The Death of Naboo (Part 2)
Nabu quickly constructed a protective array. Ancient Egyptian runes spun in the air, and a massive protective shield, tens of meters thick, was completely formed in just a few seconds. However, it emitted a piercing tearing sound in the face of the strange substance formed from the shadow.
"I gave you a chance, Naboo, I gave you a chance." Rune looked at the ancient being whose mind had been consumed by greed with pity.
Naboo, however, was not grateful. When he saw that under the influence of his magic, the corrosive effect of the dark magic on the protective shield was only barely keeping up with the shield's own repair speed, Naboo burst into laughter.
"Rune, is this what you call power?" Although his face was covered by a golden helmet, his expression could still be deduced from Naboo's tone.
Naboo's magic power comes entirely from the mage tower, which is anchored at a magical node. Therefore, his magic power is virtually inexhaustible, which means that if Rune only used this much power, Naboo might be able to survive for hundreds of years.
However, Rune's expression remained calm.
The calmness sent a shiver down Nabu's spine; a bad premonition crept into his heart.
Wisps of mist rose around Rune, but these mists were extremely viscous, like melted asphalt. They quickly gathered and expanded, instantly engulfing Naboo's entire field of vision.
The dark power, seemingly devouring all light and almost tangible, surged in layers, its collisions producing a low hum and roar.
Nabu's pupils contracted sharply.
The sound was like the whispers of billions of desperate souls, the roars of disorder and chaos, and the lamentations of collapsing rules, all intertwined, striking Naboo's soul directly.
In order to escape the endless torment of this sea of magic and to avoid being further influenced by the whispers, he immediately folded up the space within the mage tower, attempting to transform the ocean into a river, and eventually into a stream.
As a result, the capacity of the Tower of Destiny grew exponentially, but the sea formed by dark magic remained calm, and the sea level did not change at all.
Naboo's struggles did not attract Rune's attention; he simply raised his left hand and then clenched his fist.
Suddenly, the rhythmic undulations of the magical sea ceased, as if an invisible hand had choked the entire ocean. The surface became as smooth as a mirror, and the whispers emanating from the collision of dark magic within it stopped abruptly.
In this deep sea composed of dark magic, Nabu did not relax at all. The deathly silence did not make him feel at ease; on the contrary, it made him tense.
He knew what Rune was doing, but Nabu's vision was completely dark, and his magic was unable to cross such a deep sea of magic to detect the other's actions.
No, no, no, calm down, Nabu, calm down! Last time Rune fought you, he couldn't gain the upper hand in terms of magic at all! He could only catch you off guard with his physical strength. How could his magic power have increased so much in just a few years?
It must be fake, yes, it must be a psychological attack, I must be trapped in a hallucination!
Nab gasped for breath, his mind nearly crushed by the vast sea of dark magic, leaving the god of order no time to ponder the horrific details that Rune would later reveal.
Even without this terrible oppression, he could only console himself with the fact that Rune's power was far beyond Naboo's imagination.
Nab placed his right hand near Kent's head and then flicked his helmet.
Ding!
With a soft clang of N metal, Nab's mind finally calmed down, but this calm did not last long, and he soon fell into a greater panic.
Naboo banged on his helmet to break any potential mental spells. The magical resistance inherent in N-metal was enough to break most magic in the world, including illusions, of course. However, at this moment, everything in front of him was still pitch black.
Unless runes' magic is not countered by N metals, this can only mean that Naboo was not trapped in the environment created by runes, and that this enormous and terrifying sea of magic is actually real!
Nabu's eyes widened. Yes, that's right, he remembered. Just a few days ago, he couldn't even defeat the puppet that Rune had created in his subconscious!
Rune, standing above the ocean, remained indifferent; he didn't care, for Naboo was already a dead man.
Rune continued his actions, his left hand twitching slightly.
boom!!!
An indescribable roar erupted, and based on the young mage's movements, the entire dark sea of magic was thrown into chaos.
It no longer rippled slowly, but moved wildly within the mage tower, countless structures constructed of dark magic...
The towering waves surged up from the deepest depths and crashed violently onto the sea surface.
Countless vortexes began to form, and huge amounts of dark magic began to crash against the edges of the Tower of Destiny, each time causing the walls of the mage tower to scream.
The walls are far beyond their limits in blocking this level of attack. Perhaps an hour later, perhaps a minute later, or even the next second later, the walls will completely shatter.
But don't forget that Rune's greatest skill is actually Polymorph, and the existence of the Dream Stone makes this spell terrifying.
From beneath the sea surface emerged terrifying creatures, symbols of shadows and nightmares, which broke free of their restraints in the next second. They screech, writhe, and writhe wildly in the magically constructed ocean.
A colossal whale, its belly covered in countless faces of agony, burst through the sea, only to crash back down. A gigantic ancient tree, laden with countless corpses, grew against the surface, like a reflection of something nonexistent in the water.
And deep in the ocean, the outline of a colossal city churned and rolled, each roll unleashing an even more terrifying impact—
They had just emerged from an ocean of nightmares and darkness, and were merely announcing their existence to the world, yet this alone had already caused Naboo immense suffering.
Under the influence of this terrifying sound, Naboo had no choice but to completely sever his sense of hearing and constantly summon his past selves from different timelines to reinforce his defenses.
He was unaware of what was happening outside. Even with the powerful forces of order, and even within his own mage tower, Nabu desperately discovered that he was almost powerless to resist.
Why? Why is this happening?
How did he become so strong?
Rune had no idea what Nab was thinking, and even if he did, he wouldn't care what Nab thought.
He was merely suspended at the center of what was nominally an ocean, but in essence had become a massive, living, raging, chaotic entity.
Rune's figure appeared and disappeared amidst the giant waves and twisted monsters, and his will, like a precise conductor's baton, guided this symphony of destruction.
With a flick of his finger, countless monsters born from this sea of dark magic answered his call and rushed toward a certain underwater coordinate. They were not merely creatures composed of nightmares and dark magic, but also extensions of Rune's limbs and limitations of his will.
Ironically, while runes symbolize miracles, they often bring the deepest despair to their enemies, just like right now.
Goodbye, Naboo.
"No, it's better to never see each other again."