Gravity Mage with Level-Up System Chapter 1810: Part 2: Action

Nighttime

Taylor and Connor hurried back to the airship. They noticed that one section of the airship had been damaged.

"What happened?" Taylor inquired.

Connor's face darkened. An ominous sensation gripped him. Their mission was to safeguard the valuable cargo.

Moments later, they spotted old man Reese hovering in the sky. He wasn't holding back the intense pressure emanating from his form.

"Old man, have you lost your senses?" Taylor questioned.

Swoosh!

He dashed to the elder's position. The overwhelming pressure didn't bother him at all.

Connor joined him there too. He had already pieced it together. His eyes shifted to the airship below.

It could no longer take to the skies.

"Old man, what of the cargo?"

"Did you store them in your storage bracelet?" Connor pressed.

Upon hearing this, Taylor grasped the situation. His features twisted in shock. Sensing the stares from the pair, old man Reese gathered his wits.

"The cargo got stolen. Someone snatched it right from us," Reese declared in a somber voice.

Gasp!

Taylor and Connor were stunned. Connor's visage grew foul. His greatest dread had materialized. Trouble had struck. This elder ought to pay with his life.

"Old man, where's the cargo?" Taylor cut in this time. He wondered if the elder had concealed it himself, since he was closest to the entrance.

At those words, Connor's gaze hardened. Realization struck him.

"Old man, reveal your storage bracelet," Connor demanded shortly after.

Taylor and he shared a look. They suspected the elder of deceit. Old man Reese was floored. He glanced at them both and saw the doubt in their eyes.

"No, hear me out! When I stepped into the chamber, it was vacant. The cargo had vanished," old man Reese explained.

"Believe me," he insisted.

Yet the two Magic Lords remained skeptical.

Boom!

Conflict erupted. The duo launched an assault on the elder. Old man Reese was forced back.

He observed their disbelief. The vanishing act baffled him too, but he spoke the truth.

Boom!

Suddenly, a whirlwind formed. The gale rushed at him. Old man Reese was hurled away by the blast once more.

Taylor pressed on; his focus locked on the storage bracelet.

In an instant, the trio had shifted far from the site. Their battle raged miles distant.

The eight Supreme Wizards stood on the earth. They were at a loss. Their cargo lay scattered nearby too.

They gathered up the items and awaited the clash's end. All eight Supreme Wizards feared bearing the fault.

Meanwhile, I had observed the entire spectacle. I hadn't anticipated the Magic Lords departing the area.

Swoosh!

I emerged into view. Right away, I spotted the eight Supreme Wizards. A icy spark flashed in my eyes. The moment for vengeance had arrived. I approached them.

My sudden presence alarmed them. The group kept distance from the airship. Only the Captain, his aide, and the crew lingered by it. They searched for repairs.

"Who are you?" one demanded.

They hadn't foreseen anyone showing up now. His aura had escaped their notice.

I disregarded their query. This marked my initial major confrontation since ascending to Supreme Wizard. I yearned to test the spell's might. It would wield greater Gravity Rule potency than previously.

"Gravity Field."

I skipped conversation. Then I unleashed the 7th stage magic spell.

Boom!

Silence enveloped the area abruptly. All felt constriction in their torsos. A formidable magic assault materialized from thin air. Immense weight descended upon them.

It stemmed purely from gravity's force. The gravitational intensity struck their frames instantly.

Pfff!

Moments later, each spat a gush of blood. They crumpled to the dirt. The gravity intensified steadily. With passing moments, it commenced shattering their forms.

Pfff!

Skeletons strained against the burden. Vital organs suffered damage. Blood seeped from every opening.

Gasp!

The captain, aide, and workers beheld the horror. Dread seized them utterly. They stood paralyzed. Escape seemed futile; they sensed death would follow any attempt.

The eight Supreme Wizards were gripped by terror. They recognized a life-or-death peril. Without the Magic Lords' return, demise awaited.

Several attempted invoking their rule powers. The rules functioned, easing the strain somewhat. Yet they couldn't cope with the mounting force.

Meanwhile, I watched the targets' resistance. Each employed rule power to counter the weight.

Regrettably, none were physique-oriented wizards. The extreme pressure demolished their bodies. Gradually, they collapsed unconscious from hemorrhage.

A few minutes passed...

Crimson fog shrouded the vicinity. The residual energy from the remains would repel lesser wizards.

I swiftly stored the eight mangled bodies in the system space. Then I dispatched the remaining survivors without delay.

My attention turned to the cargo within the airship. These items had occupied the alternate cabins before.

I promptly seized the cargo and escaped the scene. I knew the three would return to probe the area.

I'd planted subtle traces. Those with unique magical senses could detect the mana signature.

Should they uncover Gravity mana, it would link to me. I alone possess sub-taboo magic prowess. Still, I held no fear. They wouldn't pursue me boldly.

As a member of the White Silver faction now. After reflection, I exhaled softly inside. The mission succeeded, though it teetered on the edge.

Deceiving the Magic Lords proved challenging. I lack the strength to challenge them presently, yet that shall alter in time.