The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 257

"To awaken the ancient kingdom, we must contain these Eighteen Souls!" boomed a deep voice across the Sea of Heavens, resonating like a great bell, striking fear into the hearts of all who heard it. The Golden Eagle perched in the east. Its gaze locked on a King Spirit deep beneath the ocean waves.

“Agreed!” The Snow Bunny conjured a blaze that filled the sky, standing proudly in the west.

“I'll take one down,” declared the White Tiger. Its aura was fierce as it soared; its fighting spirit was unmatched, targeting a King Spirit above the shoreline.

“Agreed!” bellowed the Cobalt Strike Commander, Bloodlore Commander, Lord Viperbane, the Floral Enchantress Commander, and Lord Warbringer in unison.

Mighty sea beasts plunged headfirst into the ocean's depths, each choosing a King Spirit to challenge. Exactly eighteen warriors targeted eighteen King Spirits.

As the sea creatures retreated into the abyss, the atmosphere around the coast became heated. Countless mercenaries and Magi-Monsters were poised to strike, ready to swarm into the king’s castle once it fell. They didn't all expect grand treasures, and any rare relic would be a prize. Oh, what countless precious magical treasures and ancestral riches might lie within that undying realm?

The Floral Enchantress Commander was the first to strike, sending forth a holy radiance that spiraled like a reversed galaxy, parting the seas and causing monstrous waves to crash against a Queen among the King Spirits.

Lord Viperbane entered the fray, a lone figure with dragon might. His presence alone was commanding, his weaponless hands were filled with a war aura that pierced the heavens, and his dragon's might suppressed the entire sea.

The Cobalt Strike Commander unleashed eight beams of divine light, swirling and intertwining like a fearsome hurricane, sweeping across the Sea of Heavens and crashing into the ocean floor.

A massive butterfly fluttered through the void, appearing above the ancient kingdom, casting endless shadows and light, like a river tide surging toward a King Spirit.

Lord Warbringer joined the battle, summoning two hundred-meter swords. Their killing intent reached the stars as he cleaved downward. His power was vast and unyielding like a tumultuous ocean, sweeping everything in its path!

“Who dares disturb the slumber of the ancient kingdom?”