c2760: 2761: Transmutation of the Magic Elephant

When the Magic Elephant understood the Ancient Gaze, it slowly closed its eyes, attempting to control the vast energy around it with spiritual power.

There were no obstructions; all the energy could be perfectly controlled by the Magic Elephant.

It was the first time the Magic Elephant could manipulate such a large amount of energy, reaching the level of an Official Wizard. Even someone as restrained as the Magic Elephant could not help but show a look of indulgence.

With a thought, the Magic Elephant summoned a trace from that surging energy.

This trace of energy transformed into a blood-red arrow under the Magic Elephant’s mind.

With a wave of its hand, the Magic Elephant pointed, and the arrow turned into a streak of blood light, rushing towards Vay.

Vay instinctively tried to dodge, but as he moved, he realized something was wrong. His movements were much slower than before, as if his body was trapped in a quagmire, wrapped in heavy mud. Although he could move, it took much more effort and was at least half the speed slower than usual.

At this speed, Vay had no way to dodge that blood-red arrow.

Vay made a decisive decision and directly sank into the ground. But even as he entered the ground, his falling speed was much slower than before.

Clenching his teeth, Vay set up a Stone Prison Technique around him. The stone prison, like a stone coffin, covered Vay tightly and sunk into the ground with him.

At the moment Vay’s body was completely submerged underground, the arrow arrived. With a huge explosion, a crack appeared on the platform’s floor.

However, the crack on the platform’s floor quickly began to repair itself. After a few seconds, the floor was as smooth as new.

At this moment, Vay also emerged from the ground not far away.

As he emerged, he just happened to see the floor in the distance gradually repairing itself.

As an Earth Apprentice, Vay was very familiar with the material of the platform, which was a stone that only an Official Wizard giving their all could break.

Yet, a casual blood arrow from the Magic Elephant cracked the ground, which clearly indicated that the energy the Magic Elephant currently controlled was approaching Wizard Level!

And this blood-red arrow was just a tiny fraction of the surging energy around the Magic Elephant. It’s imaginable that if the Magic Elephant increased its energy control, it could definitely reach Wizard Level.

Thinking of this, Vay’s expression became somewhat heavy.

"Do you really think you can disappear so easily from my lock? This is just a warning." The Magic Elephant’s voice came from afar.

The Magic Elephant meant that Vay’s smooth escape was actually given leniency. It’s not false; Vay perfectly avoided the arrow attack, appearing to be on the brink. Under normal circumstances, Vay wouldn’t find this maneuver difficult, but he was affected by unknown energy earlier and couldn’t fully control his body. Yet he "just so happened" to dodge the arrow, which seemed too coincidental.

The Magic Elephant said it was a warning, and Vay believed it.

And the Magic Elephant’s intent, Vay also saw it, which was to intimidate and coerce him into surrendering. It was to tell Vay that this time he was lenient, but next time, he wouldn’t be as forgiving. So, Vay should surrender now; otherwise, he’d have to bear the consequences.

If it were in the past, Vay might have been convinced by the Magic Elephant’s words, but at this moment, Vay had just gone through a public embarrassment of the fungal spores bursting forth and landing on the platform headfirst in a mortifying pose. His embaressment and fury had already surpassed his rationality.

When emotions surpass reason, one often acts impulsively, as Vay did. However, his impulsivity didn’t mean he was completely irrational; he still had a certain level of judgment.

If the Magic Elephant were currently controlling energy at a True Knowledge Wizard Level, Vay would choose to surrender without hesitation. No matter how emotional, his life was more important!

And now, Vay did not retreat, which meant he believed he still had a chance to win.

On the other side, after issuing the warning, the Magic Elephant paid attention to Vay’s actions. Seeing no fear on Vay’s face, he sighed inwardly and did not hesitate any longer, once again manipulating the vast energy around him.

This time, the Magic Elephant did not control just a trace as before. Instead, he mobilized nearly sixty percent of the energy around him.

It wasn’t that the Magic Elephant didn’t want to continue mobilizing, but sixty percent was already his current limit.

Under the Magic Elephant’s control, this energy slowly gathered.

Finally, it transformed into a blood light, merging into the sole eye.

In the Ancient Gaze, the red light circulated, looking radiant and having a dreamy beauty. However, this beauty didn’t represent splendor but danger—lethal danger.

Even though the red light in the Ancient Gaze hadn’t been released yet, Vay already felt nervous and scared, and the surrounding stagnation was getting more and more severe.

Seeing Vay being suppressed by the powerful force and unable to move, the Magic Elephant murmured in a low voice, "So fragile, don’t you think it’s a pity to die here?"

Vay could speak, but he didn’t make a sound or show any intention of retreating; he continued to stare at the Magic Elephant.

Magic Elephant: "Since you insist on dying, then... feel the grace of the death light!"

As the words fell, the red light in the Ancient Gaze burst forth...

...

Under the platform, the Shepherd looked at the confrontation between the Magic Elephant and Vay, frowning deeply. For some reason, the Shepherd felt something was amiss about the atmosphere on the platform.

However, he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was wrong.

Until the Magic Elephant uttered that sentence.

—So fragile, don’t you think it’s a pity to die here?

The Shepherd suddenly lifted his head, looking at the Wicked Witch: "Isn’t he the Magic Elephant?"

The Wicked Witch wore a gloomy expression, glancing at the Shepherd and said coldly, "He is."

"No, he’s not the Magic Elephant. The Magic Elephant wouldn’t say something like that!" The Shepherd’s face was full of doubt.

The Ghostly Shadow and Pink Jasmine beside him also sensed something was wrong upon hearing the Shepherd’s words. They had been with the Magic Elephant for many years, how could they not know his character?

Calm, steady, and... reliable.

You could say the Magic Elephant played the role of an "older brother" among them. When everyone was panicking or conflicts arose, he could stabilize everyone’s emotions, then calmly analyze the situation and finally offer his opinion.

Even if not everyone was satisfied with the Magic Elephant’s opinion, it was undoubtedly the most balanced one, like a common denominator that everyone could reluctantly accept.

The Magic Elephant was such a "good guy."