Chapter 1736: Chapter 480 Tiber Dragon’s Talent Magic

“Meow!”

“Every time I watch the Tiber Dragon cast talent magic, it’s like watching a master chef cook.”

“Using the same ingredients to create different flavors, the knife skills, the heat, the seasoning, the broth, just slight changes, can result in completely different experiences.”

“What could be more charming than this?”

Beta Town.

Inside San You Bookstore.

The Yellow Flowered Cat leaned forward, its head almost buried in the small tea bowl, the amber eyes reflecting brightly on the surface of the tea.

Its answer was the bookstore owner’s subtle and continuous snoring.

The Flower Cat twitched its ears, trying to block out the pervasive noise, but to little effect. Just as it could bear it no longer, a violent explosion sounded outside on Pedestrian Street, interrupting the owner’s snoring and releasing the Yellow Flowered Cat’s pent-up anger. It lifted its head and looked out the window.

Boom!

Howl!!

Several giant Ancient Leather Giants with grey-white skin swung their large wooden clubs, roaring and destroying every building in sight; dozens of Houdou glared with blood-red eyes, following the path cleared by the Ancient Leather Giants, setting fires along the way, painting the sky a dark red.

In mid-air, a massive flock of Shatak Birds circled, mingled with a few Three-headed or multi-tailed monstrous birds, screeching and spreading an aura of terror.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The urgent bells rang from Gamma Tower in the town center, attempting to shock the monsters attacking the town. From time to time, a rescue magic soared into the sky, blossoming into noticeable fireworks.

But at such times, people mostly had to rely on themselves.

The merchants of Beta Town, aided by the Northern District Wizards and student volunteers from the First University, retreated hastily. In the distance, the Horseman Tribe supporting the First University formed a neat battle array, shooting waves of dense arrow rain amidst the songs of the Mermen’s prayers, halting the monsters’ attacks.

But it was not easy.

The monsters from Silent Forest were known to bully the weak and fear the strong. When the black tide rushing into Beta Town broke through the first dike, second line of defense, and entered the depths of the town, the beasts originally watching at the forest’s edge would roar and scream, joining the frenzy, bringing a second and even a third wave of a larger, more potent black tide.

Whish!

The Yellow Flowered Cat jumped to the edge of the windowsill, yanked the curtain closed, blocking the prying eyes occasionally passing by the window, and shielding those distressing scenes outside.

“Noisy cat… are all the school’s wizards dead? Two little girls can’t even settle the mess they caused.” The Flower Cat lashed its tail, seemingly not intending to go out and help, just grumbling in complaints: “…really one generation is worse than the last, one generation is worse than the last.”

The snoring in the bookstore paused slightly.

“I thought you’d be curious and go out to take a look.” The owner asked groggily, “The kids outside are quite interesting… like the Great Sage of the Northern District, and that little Witch Demon who boarded the Sea Demon’s ship.”

“You’re a serious wizard, not curious, why should I care!” The Yellow Flowered Cat seemed to regain its previously lost anger, shouting with fur on end, “Why should a cat care about the wizards’ crap!”

The snoring resumed slowly.

The Flower Cat, angrily returned to the table, bowed its head, and looked back at the calm tea water in the bowl.

In the reflection on the water, a young student is being helped to his feet by his companions.

…

…

Click, click.

The crisp and monotonous ticking of a clock’s hands echoed through the world.

The next second, the city walls of the Black Prison Stronghold collapsed with a crash.

But compared to those scenes in Zheng Qing’s memory, this time, the situation seemed even worse.

As the stronghold’s walls crumbled, in mid-air, the Paradise Mountain summoned by the director of Atlas Academy also collapsed, and at the same time, a tearing sound came from the cocoon formed by two young Black Mountain Goats, as a black mass, its shape unclear, surged out from the cocoon, extending hundreds of thick tentacles in all directions, capturing every life they could sense.

But even with a common enemy, it couldn’t stop the war between wizards and demons, which had reached a white-hot stage.

The Three-headed and Eight-armed Giant Ape roared, pounding the surrounding space into cracked fragments; the members of the Dark Council carelessly cast various powerful taboo spells—summoning the corpses of dead wizards on the battlefield, twisting the wills of injured wizards—causing greater anger and stronger retaliation from the wizards.

In the distance, that low and clear incantation sounded again:

“Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang…”

Zssst!

A burning sensation came from the palm, and a smell of roasted meat wafted into Zheng Qing’s nostrils before the huge information flow from the abandoned timeline hit, quickly pulling him back from that strange sight and into reality.

The stronghold’s walls were intact.

The Warlock lowered his head.

The pocket watch in his hand had already become semi-transparent, flowing with seven-colored radiance and bursting into blinding colors. He could clearly feel the immense energy contained within the pocket watch, stirring restlessly.

“What happened?”

Beside him, came the alarmed voices of his companions, just as before: “Why is it bleeding suddenly!”

Zheng Qing grabbed the paw of the Black Cat that had stretched out—a pace, a force identical to his impression, which further confirmed his speculation—before the Black Cat could speak, the Warlock quickly explained:

“That Bronze Dragon is strange!”

“It can reset time… or it can peek at various possibilities across different timelines, and then purposefully make choices! I saw it all! I saw it all!”

“The stronghold’s walls have collapsed many times!”

“And those two Black Mountain Goats turned into huge black monsters!”

“Every time I watch, I receive feedback from the massive information flow from the abandoned timelines… it ripened that seed, look at my law book, and the pocket watch, they’ve already been filled by the leaked aura! These are all evidence!”

The young hunters of the Absolution Hunting Team were stunned by their captain’s incoherent and chaotic description, all fell silent, their eyes showing a few traces of unease.

This made Zheng Qing even more anxious amid his trepidation—do they not believe what I said? How can I prove it? What exactly do they want as evidence?

“Don’t rush, take your time.”

Xiao Xiao handed Zheng Qing a warm towel: “First, wipe the blood stains off your face… I feel like Dylan is about to bite your neck.”

Mister Blood Werewolf let out a whimper-like strange laugh.

Zheng Qing then realized the embarrassing impact of his bleeding, hurriedly took the towel and haphazardly wiped his face: “Just use a Cleaning Charm directly.”

“If it worked.” Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes, casually burning the towel to ashes: “I used the Cleaning Charm the moment I noticed you were bleeding, but it didn’t work at all.”

Beside them, Dylan’s ferocious expression finally eased slightly.