The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 259

With a thunderous roar, the seas churned and overturned as three massive whales, despite their colossal size, surged with increasing speed. They executed a pincer attack, creating a terrifying vortex of destruction that swept up boundless tides, engulfing the towering soul of a king, who stood a kilometer tall. The relentless whirlpool extinguished its radiant light, and deep within the maelstrom, the whales waged a brutal battle against the king's spirit.

The Snow Bunny's flames burned fiercely under the sea, ignoring all waves, and converging into thousands of fiery fists that enveloped the king's spirit. Each punch carried the power of annihilation, shattering the very fabric of space with a relentless barrage that struck the luminous specter of the king. The spirit brandished its sword in furious retaliation, clashing violently against the onslaught.

Many deep-sea creatures had drawn near in anticipation of scavenging, only to be mercilessly torn apart by the ruthless energy. Their blood clouded the abyssal depths.

Eighteen Souls, although mere specters, fought with growing ferocity. Their displayed energy was astonishing to behold. It was hard to imagine the might they possessed after slumbering for millennia. What levels of power had they once wielded, and to what realms had they belonged?

"Have you had enough? A few spirits have held you for so long, where lies the honor of the Northlands?" Lord Warbringer erupted in fury, his dual hundred-meter swords unleashing sky-piercing sword's energy. Their radiant edges severed the tides. In an instant, he cleaved through the king's spirit, shattering its ethereal form into dozens of fragments.

The spirit wailed, dissipating into the depths of the sea.

Wielding his massive swords, Lord Warbringer charged toward the abyssal depths. His sword's energy was fierce and far-reaching, striking once more at the ancient kingdom's barrier.

The Cobalt Strike Commander and the others exerted their full might, unleashing their strongest Combat Magic in a vicious fight against the king’s spirit.

Eventually, the king’s spirit could no longer withstand the assault and retreated. Their luminous forms exchanged glances from afar before vanishing without a trace.

“Where have they gone?” The Golden Eagle scanned the sea floor.

“They might have returned to the ancient kingdom. Let’s join forces and break the seal.” The Cobalt Strike Commander released a dazzling array of eight powerful beams, each tens of meters thick, weaving together in a relentless surge that pierced the dark seabed and struck the kingdom's barrier.

The other mighty warriors, not to be outdone, launched their fiercest attacks.

With a thunderous rumble, the ancient barrier finally shook, cracks spread rapidly and soon extended over a range of ten thousand meters.

The Cobalt Strike Commander and the others paused briefly, wary of each other, then charged toward the ancient barrier like eighteen bolts of lightning. Their impacts forcibly shattered a section and breached the kingdom.