Section 0008: The Great Forbidden Spell of the Spatial Absolute Prison

Gelang cried and shouted, descending into madness, as his ungrateful nature reemerged. He desperately cursed Akka and Misael, completely disregarding the fact that they had just put themselves in danger to save him

The dragon knights of the Slaan Empire found themselves in despair and chaos, desperately dodging the spatial rifts around them, exerting all their strength to escape the lethal range of the "Spatial Abyss!"

The opponent facing the Tesi Empire, the leader of the magic division of the Slaan Empire, was almost equally desperate. The key to forbidden spells lies not in the intensity of their release, but in the ability to control them. A forbidden spell that is out of control signifies mutual destruction; otherwise, how could it still be called a forbidden spell

"Save them! Right now!" Morin's unprecedented determination was evident as he stared unflinchingly at the golden dragon, refusing to back down.

The flight formation of the Dragon Knights of the Slaan Empire was suddenly thrown into chaos by the abrupt eruption of a spatial rift

Despite being caught in the claws of the fire dragon, Gulang's mount, the bipedal dragon, was not foolish; it flapped its wings vigorously to lighten the burden for the fire dragon. This was also the reason why Aka had no intention of abandoning the bipedal dragon. However, the only son of the Minister of Civil Affairs, Young Master Gulang, had long lost his former grandeur. Faced with the spatial rift that was almost within reach, his face turned pale, devoid of color, and he had no strength left to make a sound

"Are you crazy! That is a forbidden spell; I can't even guarantee my escape. What you are doing is courting death!" Jinbi shouted at Morin, turning his head.

Hurry and order the Mage Corps to stop! The Supreme Commander of the Tesi Empire, upon discovering that a large number of his soldiers were also caught in the radius of the powerful forbidden spell, quickly issued the command

However, the fire-type giant dragon, Misail, unwillingly emitted a series of dragon roars. It had already exerted itself to the utmost, its body engulfed in flames to the extreme, producing a thunderous sound, yet it still could not escape the powerful gravitational pull of the spatial rift. Its enormous dragon eyes were filled with despair, and it desperately roared in defiance.

Whether it is the Sky Empire or the Tesi Empire's aerial warriors, none are not terrified to the point of losing their wits. Their speed of escape is even slower than the spreading speed of "Spatial Absolute Prison!", which is simply terrifying

The Spatial Absolute Prison! Truly deserving of its title as a formidable forbidden spell, within just a few breaths from its eruption to its expansion, it has already affected nearly half of the battlefield, with countless soldiers being engulfed and vanishing into a sea of despairing darkness

On the other hand, the aerial cavalry of the Tesi Empire faced even more dire circumstances. Their individual combat capabilities were already low, and their flying speed and endurance were far inferior to that of the dragons. In the blink of an eye, they were consumed by the spatial rifts, suffering near-total annihilation

"Miserel, push harder, you dead dragon, hurry up and break through, I will reward you well," Gulang shouted frantically, entering a state of hysterical desperation as if he had seen a lifeline.

Even the earth-type giant dragon, known for its defensive capabilities, cannot withstand the tearing of spatial rifts; likewise, the silver dragon of the space element, when caught in the violent turbulence of space, faces only the fate of being permanently exiled

No, don't give up on me! Akar, I beg you! Don't abandon me, I will give you a lot of money, and beautiful women. I will have my father grant you a title, a duke, a count, just say the word, and a territory with a castle is not a problem! I can also provide sufficient benefits for your family! You know, my father is one of the four ministers of the Empire, the Minister of Books and Maps, he can definitely make it happen. Don't give up on me, Akar!" Upon hearing Morin's words, Gulang was no longer concerned about his past insults towards him; he was terrified to the point of losing his soul, completely placing all his hopes for survival on Akar and the fire dragon. He was very clear that, with just his little claws and tiny wings of a bipedal dragon, in this environment where the forbidden spell was out of control, he was absolutely facing certain death.

Misael has already done his utmost, yet he still cannot escape the gravitational pull of the spatial curse emanating from the cracks of the other dimension

Fly quickly

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and an immense force of attraction surged from behind. The figures of the aerial riders in the sky faltered, their speed noticeably diminished. Some flying beasts, which were not particularly adept at speed, roared in frustration as they flapped their wings with all their might, yet could not counteract the pull from behind. The knights shouted hoarsely, channeling their entire battle energy back into their mounts, but still could not withstand the force of attraction from behind, being gradually dragged backward.

The thick, elongated, and irregularly splitting black cracks expanded at an unexpected speed, devouring the void riders that were suddenly split apart by these black spatial fissures. They were even torn apart with just a light brush from the side, at a speed that was astonishingly difficult to defend against. The growth of the spatial cracks faced almost no obstacles; wherever they passed, everything was directly consumed into a void. The lethality of the spatial system showed no distinction in power; as long as one was within the lethal radius, mere proximity meant death, and even a slight brush could lead to demise.

"Akka! Hold on! Throw away that damned Galang! He will drag you down!" Morin shouted loudly at Akka. To abandon his close friend Akka, who had grown up with him in the training camp, and only think of saving himself was something he could never do.

On the ground, light and scattered objects wobbled as they ascended into the air

At the ground command post, the supreme commander of the Tesi Empire was nearly pulling out his beard. Once the Great Forbidden Spell was unleashed, it was almost in a state of uncontrollability. Even with the presence of the Space Mage Corps, they were unable to control the movement of its power; otherwise, the battlefield would have long since turned into a one-sided massacre

"Gold coins! Go rescue Akka and Misail!" Morin shouted loudly, patting the golden dragon armor of the gold-type giant dragon. He could see that the speed of the fire-type dragon Misail was still unable to escape the gravitational pull of the spatial rift, and its speed was gradually decreasing

Use all your strength

Just a few meters away, a giant dragon of the Sland Empire, along with its knight, was unexpectedly swept by a space crack as thin as a forearm. The massive dragon's body was silently severed into two pieces and fell. The dragon's desperate roar started loud and rapidly weakened. The thrown knight did not even have time to be rescued before another space crack swept away his head, leaving the headless body helplessly drawn into the space crack.

It cannot be stopped! The forbidden spell has completely gone out of control! We are finished, we are doomed! The commander of the Magic Legion, Master Magus, rushed pale-faced in front of the commander of the Tesi Empire, his voice completely out of tune

For Galang, the unprecedented murderous intent towards Morin arose; had it not been for this scoundrel's reckless pursuit of glory, dragging others down with him, how could his comrades, Aka and the fire dragon Misail, have fallen into such dire straits

The soldiers in the chaotic battle were horrified to discover that their bodies seemed to have suddenly lost weight. Initially, they were delighted to find that they could leap great distances with a single jump, easily penetrating the enemy's ranks. However, they soon realized that once they left the ground, they could no longer descend. Flailing their arms and legs, they slowly ascended into the air. As they comprehended the profound "Space Absolute Prison!" above them, a darkness that resembled a gigantic hedgehog, devouring the sky and the earth, enveloped them, and they all began to howl in despair.

Aka seemed to have made up his mind, gritting his teeth and shouting at his dragon, "Misael, give it your all, no matter what method you use, we must break through today, I will repay you! Charge!" The battle energy within him erupted once more, pouring into the body of the fire-type dragon as if it were free, showcasing the greatest advantage of a dragon knight of the same attribute.

Absolutely not! The gold coins roared; the knight companion he had always looked down upon actually dared to openly command him in such a tone, using the life of a dragon to engage in such a foolhardy endeavor that was certain to lead to death.

Looking again at the array of space mages, those precious space mages were all suspended in mid-air, having long lost their earlier composure. Their faces had drained of color, their eyes rolled back, and their bodies convulsed as if they were chickens with their necks caught, hanging in the air. They were being frantically drained of their magical power by the already uncontrollable forbidden spell. Some mages could not withstand such extraction of magic and even had their life force forcibly drawn away, aging rapidly. Wrinkles, age spots, white hair, and shriveling appeared one after another, as if time were passing at an accelerated rate, ultimately turning into a pile of ashes. They were like chickens with their necks caught, suspended in the air, being crazily drained of their magical power by the already uncontrollable forbidden spell. Some mages could not endure such extraction of magic, and even their life force was forcibly taken away, aging swiftly, with wrinkles, age spots, white hair, and shriveling appearing one after another, as if time were rushing by, ultimately transforming into a heap of ashes.

Roar

The fire dragon Misael let out a long dragon roar, and the fireballs beneath its wings, serving as auxiliary propulsion, grew even hotter, producing a thunderous explosion. For its dragon rider partner, it chose to offer unwavering trust and support.

What has money and beauty brought - images - books, but titles and assistance for one's family's future? A bitter smile appeared on Akka's face; this scoundrel truly resembles a devil. How could such benefits not stir one's heart? Not to mention for oneself, but even for one's family, one can only say that one must take a chance.

"Morin, if you can make it out alive, please take good care of my sister Luna, and my Onisha. Tell her to find a better man than me to marry, and I wish them happiness! I will always love her and Luna!" Akka, on the back of the fire dragon Misail, removed his helmet and shouted hoarsely towards Morin, who was not far away, with tears glistening in his eyes

Rush out

Morin! Morin! Morin heard someone calling his name. He turned to look in the direction of the voice, and his expression suddenly changed. The fire-type giant dragon, Misael, and Akka were already exhausted, burdened with serious injuries. With the added weight of dragging along the cumbersome Geraang, they were gradually being drawn toward a black spatial rift.

More than one Dragon Knight has infused all their battle energy into their giant dragon companions, seeking to increase even the slightest speed. The sky is filled with the continuous roars of dragons, and everyone, with bloodshot eyes, is desperately channeling their battle energy. This is far more perilous than the earlier chaotic battle; rather than being torn to pieces by the spatial rifts without any defense, they would rather perish together with the aerial knights of the Tesi Empire.

Gelang even set aside his usual pride, desperately promising benefits to Akashi with a voice that was almost on the verge of tears, pleading without any dignity, like a wretched dog begging for a chance to survive

Help! Is there anyone who can save me? Akka, you bastard, I want your entire family to accompany me in death!