Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 586 - 249: Save Me Quick, He’s In My Mind

The tsunami swept down with the force of a decaying tree falling effortlessly, the towering waves like ten thousand horses galloping, carrying endless energy and destructive power, devouring all obstacles in its path.

The forest rooted in the earth was no different from children’s building blocks in the face of the tsunami, collapsing en masse with a gentle push, trees ripped out from the ground along with it.

Wayne’s eyes swirled with green, and on the ground ten meters ahead, vines and green plants burrowed out from the earth, reshaped by thought, turning into triangular arrowhead stones blocking the path.

The tsunami crashed down with a rumble, its waves hitting the triangular reef rocks. Under the powerful impact, water weighing ten thousand tons rushed to either side with a thunderous force.

The arrowheads twisted, growing to half the height of the waves, splitting vertically from the middle, transforming into two huge natural hands that pushed the tsunami’s water walls to the sides like pulling open curtains.

Wayne frowned as he communicated with nature, thinking "it’s either me or you today," urging nature to quickly sever its connection with the killer.

The effect was mediocre.

Nature, this fickle mistress, wanted it all, subtly expressing that she held everything dear.

Although Wayne was an athletic student, full of youthful vigor and boundless potential for the future, easily surpassing the efforts of two killers through a casual effort after a night of exhaustion.

But the two killers were art students, enduring hardship and speaking very persuasively. Even if nature ignored them, they still persisted in expressing their sincerity.

In the end, nothing but boot-lickers!

Wayne cursed his misfortune. After briefly communicating, he understood nature’s intent; it was not that it wouldn’t take sides, but that he hadn’t performed well enough.

As a beginner, Wayne’s ability to communicate with nature was limited, though he had a strong talent on a qualitative level.

The two killers had limited talent and couldn’t communicate with nature as deeply as Wayne did, but they were experienced, maintaining an elf-like state year-round, wandering every corner of nature and experiencing a much broader world.

Wayne could only communicate with plants, but the killers did better, capable of connecting with the Water Element represented by rain and the Earth Element represented by land dragons, to a certain extent.

Lacking outstanding advantages, they used effort to bridge the gap, which was the killers’ strength. They had established contact with nature long before Wayne did.

If Wayne wanted to drive them away, it was possible: surpass them in both quality and quantity, and nature would sever its connection.

Unable to outsmart his way to victory, Wayne had no choice but to grit his teeth and take on the challenge himself, telling Veronica to stay put and not move. His feet bursting with magic power, he charged towards Sercy like a bolt of lightning.

The two did not join forces immediately, displaying a knightly spirit. Wayne took note of this silently, admonishing himself never to make such an elementary mistake in the future.

Demons and heretics must be eliminated by everyone; there’s no room for any so-called chivalry or codes of conduct!

Watching Wayne rapidly approaching, Sercy remained calm and composed. His body slowly sank as he spread a Golden Mage-level Life Barrier with a mocking face, waiting for Wayne to crash into it headfirst and bloodied.

Crack!

An invisible barrier shattered, cracks exploding forth. In the moment the fist arrived, the mirror of space splintered completely.

Sercy was shocked. Unable to keep his thoughts calm, he broke contact with nature.

In a rush to dial out, Wayne was already upon him, the wind and fire converging around his fist suddenly erupting. The fierce wind and flames roared, enveloping them in a fiery tornado.

The elemental assault swept away the obstacles ahead, disappearing into the veil of rain. Within that area, the earth belched white steam, and raindrops could not fall.

Sercy’s attempt to dial failed to connect with nature. In a fluster, he propped open the Life Barrier, repeatedly shattered and forced to retreat in panic.

What kind of monster is this, is he a Giant Dragon?

Using brute force to shatter a Golden Mage’s exclusive Life Barrier was outside the realm of normalcy, but it wasn’t entirely impossible in such a vast world filled with extraordinary beings beyond conventional measures.

Regardless of how outrageous, the most basic principles still had to be followed.

The specific manifestation of the Essence of Life is reflected in a Mage’s body: youthful vitality, intense desires, speed, strength, stamina, and the like, are all forms of expression.

The higher the Mage’s realm, the stronger the Essence of Life. To shatter the Life Barrier with a single punch, one would have to be at least a Legendary Mage.

Even with Dragon Blood, invincible in close combat, the Golden Mage Realm was still essential.

According to the information Sercy possessed, Wayne, a Silver Mage, had a powerful Essence of Life, suspected of being a Dragonblood Descendant, yet lacked the level of a Golden Mage.

Where exactly did the issue arise?

Sercy was clueless, seriously suspecting that his years of intense mental practice had neglected the importance of the Essence of Life, leading to an imbalance in the Golden Triangle, causing his Life Barrier to be astonishingly fragile.

Boom!

Wayne’s punches followed one after the other, each time shattering the Life Barrier, further bewildering him with the killer’s methods.

Being a Golden Mage was fine, and even his ability to communicate with nature was above Wayne’s, but the killer’s combat experience was pitifully inadequate, becoming utterly disorganized with a slight disruption to his rhythm, unable to maintain even the most basic communication with nature.

There’s a limit to underestimating someone. The Pope must be a fool to send killers like this to eliminate him.

Keep underestimating, if you dare!

Wayne continued to throw punches, disrupting Sercy’s train of thought and preventing him from connecting with nature. Alone, he enveloped himself in nature’s warm embrace, the green in his eyes growing more intense.

Capturing this moment, Sercy suddenly realized: Wayne did not have Dragon Blood; he was just an ordinary person. The reason his Essence of Life was so terrifying was because he harnessed the power of nature.

Sercy had never seen this pose before. Desperately, he tried to contact Vigil, telling him to quickly intervene, to capture him alive for them to study together.