Chapter 107: The Fake Sword in the Lake vs. the Cloud Bomb

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Facing Zhao Tianhe, who completely ignored his explosive air attack and was about to unleash an attack with the Liberated Lake Sword, Wei Luan laughed—a brilliant, dazzling laugh that distorted his entire figure...

“An illusion?! It’s just a basic light and shadow illusion!” Li Mei, observing from afar, noticed something was amiss. “Then could this shield possibly be...”

Mysterious runes and magic arrays began to appear across the entire surface of the shield, spreading over the surfaces of all the swords embedded within it!

“It’s a seventh-level Arcane Protection: Full Counterattack! It probably also has enhanced magic delay technology!” Li Mei exclaimed in astonishment. “Run!”

The so-called Full Counterattack is an auxiliary spell applied only to a person or object, capable of reflecting all types of attacks, provided the object or person bearing the spell is not destroyed by the incoming assault. Because of its unique structure, it must attach to a physical object and cannot be stacked with other protective spells.

This meant that the spell shield which had just blocked countless sword strikes was actually Wei Luan’s true form! He had never dispelled his hurricane avatar!

Before Zhao Tianhe could react, the next moment, hundreds of swords suddenly reversed direction, transforming into streaks of flowing light moving at speeds nearly invisible to the naked eye. These beams, carrying the terrifying force to pierce through mountain rock layers, shot directly toward Zhao Tianhe!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless beams pierced through Zhao Tianhe’s steel-like formidable body, shattering large swaths of the ground beneath him!

The power was so overwhelming it was hard to believe these were cold weapons—it felt more like the devastating impact of a high-powered laser cannon.

The violent force, accumulated and intensified by delay technology, snapped back instantly like a spring released from its extreme compression. Its power was unimaginable.

From a distance, Li Mei hurriedly cast protective spells but was still blown hundreds of meters away by the aftershock.

‘After all, he’s a child of the wind, an elemental incarnation of wind—naturally skilled in close combat. In such a corrosive spatial barrier, this method is very plausible,’ Li Mei thought anxiously and with guilt as she watched the relentless bombardment. ‘I was utterly useless, completely stunned by Wei Luan’s betrayal, unable to think of anything...’

Wei Luan’s image returned to normal; the earlier distortion was caused by the body swelling instantly during the Full Counterattack’s activation.

“If that sword strike had landed, I probably wouldn’t have held on, huh? Hahaha...” Wei Luan laughed at the distant explosions. “This magic is indeed incredible. I can’t decipher the spells embedded within these swords or this space—there’s no way to defend or counter effectively. But battle isn’t a game; even the most brilliant spells have flaws, especially in the hands of an amateur like you.”

“So, next, I just need to eliminate that little girl, then wait for this spell to end...” Wei Luan eyed the still-shaken Li Mei from afar, slowly raising a finger.

Clang!

Yet another giant sword appeared before Li Mei, blocking Wei Luan’s attack.

“What’s this?” Wei Luan was momentarily stunned, then turned toward the huge crater blasted out by the countless counterattack swords.

A figure limped out from the swirling dust.

But as he walked, his steps gradually steadied.

Zhao Tianhe emerged, his clothes blasted away, revealing dozens of large, slowly healing penetrating wounds across his body.

“Just a little short,” Zhao Tianhe said as he faced Wei Luan and raised the forged Lake Sword once more. “These penetrating wounds aren’t good for me.”

“Hahaha!” Wei Luan laughed heartily.

Radiant, almost tangible light radiated from the forged Lake Sword, and waves of heat surged from Wei Luan’s body.

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“Did you know? Even air can burn...” Wei Luan’s image vanished, replaced by his hurricane avatar—a massive white misty form. “If the basic reconstruction of the body’s structure fails, it could very well... explode...”

While mages might lack the detailed scientific knowledge of Earth scientists, they perceive and manipulate matter more directly.

They can reconstruct and rearrange matter at a microscopic level. For example, Wei Luan was recomposing the fundamental particles of his own body, causing structural errors that converted ordinary air components into ethylene oxide. This error then spread and fissioned uncontrollably until he lost all control and exploded.

This process was akin to a cancer spreading throughout a person’s body, causing immense pain and discomfort.

However, while humans die suddenly from cancer’s rapid spread, the substance Wei Luan was fissioning was the main material of the notorious thermobaric bomb.

Thermobaric bombs, also called sub-nuclear weapons, were so powerful that during the Iraq War, British soldiers mistook the American forces’ thermobaric bombs for nuclear weapons—testament to their destructive capacity.

On Earth, the detonation of such bombs involves two phases: first, dispersing the fuel—ethylene oxide mixed with air to form an aerosol cloud—and second, igniting the cloud to create a massive blast.

Wei Luan’s transformation mirrored this process. The issue was his body mass was several thousand tons!

Even if only a tenth of his mass was converted, the resulting blast would far surpass the total amount of thermobaric bombs deployed by the US military during the war.

‘Ah, I thought I wouldn’t have to resort to this move...’ Wei Luan’s consciousness blurred, the terrifying light swelling like a tide. He knew the power of this sword strike rivaled a ninth or even tenth-level spell, and the strongest move he could unleash in short order was this self-detonation...

‘So be it—the Wind’s Tomb: Solar Flare Rift.’

In the last moment before his consciousness faded, this nameless technique, unknown to outsiders, was unleashed.

The vast misty cloud at his core turned a fiery red and instantly burst into a massive fireball!

At the same time, Zhao Tianhe stepped forward, swinging the forged Lake Sword at Wei Luan.

Boom!

The fireball exploded violently, sending a terrifying shockwave and heat wave in all directions, forming a towering mushroom-shaped fire cloud!

The earth trembled. From afar, Li Mei hastily cast protection spells but was again blown far away...

Yet a solid, colossal pillar of light cut through the fiery cloud.

With the Endless Sword Technique fueling it, the forged Lake Sword’s power had reached the peak level of Artoria’s prime!

The immense pillar of light emitted from Zhao Tianhe’s sword surged like waves of radiant water, carving out a fan-shaped corridor through the infernal flames!

Thanks to this, Li Mei escaped harm.

The devastating explosion spread over more than ten kilometers. The ground within its path was shaved flat, countless shattered sword fragments scattered and blasted apart by the fiery waves—an apocalyptic scene that made Li Mei’s heart tremble.

Even two kilometers from the epicenter, she had no confidence that her protective spells could withstand the strike.

Though the exact parameters remained unclear, Wei Luan’s self-destruct attack was effectively no different from a small-yield nuclear blast.

As the flames gradually dissipated, the pillar of light from the forged Lake Sword slowly faded.

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Crack!

The forged Lake Sword’s blade cracked and shattered into fragments, which then slowly dispersed into nothingness...

As a counterfeit, withstanding even one full-power blast equivalent to the genuine Lake Sword was remarkable—it was a divine weapon nurtured by a star core.

“He should be dead now, right?” Zhao Tianhe gazed upon the vast scorched earth before him, overwhelmed with emotion.

‘That last strike was like directly facing a nuclear explosion,’ he sighed, looking around at the landscape. ‘Too bad I’ll never feel this kind of power again. No, if I work hard fighting bosses and drawing cards, maybe there’s still hope for a one-time legendary outfit!’

Indeed, Wei Luan was formidable. The innate spatial barrier, initially lasting an hour, consumed massive energy to unleash the forged Lake Sword, leaving less than five minutes remaining.

“Need to find Li Mei first... no, I should get some clothes on first,” Zhao Tianhe suddenly remembered he was still naked. With a wave of his hand, countless sword fragments rose from the earth, weaving into a tight-fitting metal armor over his body.

Of course, he only covered his lower body with a skirt-like armor piece—iron briefs were something most men wouldn’t endure.

Soon after, Zhao Tianhe located Li Mei and voluntarily lifted the innate spatial barrier.

In the next moment, the two reappeared submerged in seawater.

“What just happened?” Li Mei, still bewildered, activated her underwater breathing spells and looked at Zhao Tianhe. “Is this really a reward from the royal capital?!”

“Something like that,” Zhao Tianhe nodded, not wanting to explain too much. His teammates still didn’t fully understand his Talent System. “It was a one-time thing, so don’t expect me to be able to block all those guys.”

“All those guys?” Li Mei frowned, then suddenly recalled why Wei Luan had been hunting her down!

The Wind Demons were closing in!

To be honest, it wasn’t surprising Li Mei had momentarily forgotten about the Wind Demons.

After all, both Zhao Tianhe with the Endless Sword Technique and Wei Luan alone possessed the strength to annihilate the Wind Demons by themselves.

The Wind Demons’ magical disaster scale was at most equivalent to a dozen or two A-level dungeons.

Wei Luan was a top-tier S-class hero. He could easily handle twenty or so of them with guerrilla tactics in half a day.

Zhao Tianhe’s task was even simpler—just pull them all into the Endless Sword Technique and crush them, no need to unleash the forged Lake Sword’s ultimate attack.

Honestly, Zhao Tianhe hadn’t expected the Endless Sword Technique to be this powerful. He once thought it was only strong enough to easily defeat an A-level boss, but now it seemed capable of overwhelming S-class foes!

“Flying magic isn’t as fast as the Wind Demons, and we’re way too far from Bal Island!” Li Mei clutched her head in frustration. “What do we do?!”

Wind Demons were wind-element undead creatures with elemental traits, extremely fast in flight and highly sensitive to living beings. Given the situation, there was no chance to warn Bal Island before they arrived; survival was the key concern.

“Hmm, they’re only five kilometers away from us now. I can still hold them off a bit,” Zhao Tianhe said. “You figure out a way.”

Though the Endless Sword Technique was deactivated for now, Zhao Tianhe could reactivate it since its duration wasn’t up yet.