Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 790 - 357: History Projection_3

This "star"'s exterior blazes with silver fire, while the fusion deep inside unleashes horrifying radiance and heat.

Despite its modest size, the immense energy packed within could vaporize an entire ocean in an instant.

Chai Ye’s left dragon head abruptly swivels, its massive jaws parting as though ready to gulp down this tiny star outright!

"An interesting toy!"

The blistering "star" plunges into the dragon’s maw, bursting with intense brilliance far down Chai Ye’s gullet.

Scorching heat and deadly radiation batter his frame, prompting merely a contented belch.

"Is that all you’ve got? Old man, it seems you’ve indeed aged!"

The middle dragon head sneers as the three right-side arms unleash a barrage of sweeping strikes.

His fists claw through space like ripping tissue paper, baring the profound darkness of the outer void.

Uther’s form blinks out of sight once more, materializing a hundred meters straight overhead of Chai Ye.

——Three Rings·Gravity Well

Silver glow warps into a twisted gravity domain, striving to pin Chai Ye inside its crushing well.

Ambient space crumples inward toward the well’s heart, contorting light into wild bends.

Drifting organ chunks and tree debris get yanked by the pull, whipping around swiftly into a fearsome "accretion disk."

Yet this assault amounts to little more than a petty bother for a Supreme Apostle.

Chai Ye’s six wings thrust outward with savage power, ripping free from the gravity’s grip.

The squeezed void emits a tortured screech before detonating in a cataclysmic rupture.

"Alright! The little tricks end here!"

Chai Ye’s trio of dragon heads rear up in unison, mustering an assault truly meant to kill.

Six eyes flare with multicolored infernos, the atmosphere buckling under the explosive temperature surge.

——Triadic Annihilation!

Three rays erupt from the dragon heads:

Left: a furious crimson ray seething with wrath, obliterating all it grazes into oblivion;

Center: a detached frosty white ray—raw force of utter destruction;

Right: a vertigo-inducing ebony ray, laced with chaotic essence that twists reality.

Mid-air, the three rays blend into a monstrous barrage capable of shredding time and space alike.

Destructive might like this taxes even a Great Wizard’s void remnants when met squarely.

Uther, however, reveals a composed grin.

For a Mystic Scholar, his prime strength lies not in brute clashes, but in foreseeing and countering unfolding potentials.

He had long anticipated this very juncture.

——Historical Projection

Silver brilliance flares abruptly, conjuring the time stream around Uther.

Innumerable timeline shards surge like breakers, chronicling every conceivable past, present, and future.

Within the chaos, a handful of radiant specks coalesce into solid shapes.

The initial phantom to manifest draws a subtle grimace from Chai Ye himself.

A youthful sorceress materializes, her ink-black locks evoking the starless night, aura harsh and glacial, gaze twin lazily spinning amethyst whirlpools.

Her ethereal advent saturates the vicinity with potent dark purple mana emissions.

Meeting the onrushing apocalyptic triad rays, the witch nonchalantly shunts them to some distant void.

"Teacher?"

Cassandra’s tone betrays plain puzzlement and ire:

"I am currently commanding the fleet in the ’Shattered Star Domain’ of the seventh quadrant. Why did you summon my projection now?"

She darts a rapid glance over the fray, her scowl sharpening:

"Supreme Apostle... Chai Ye? For an enemy of this caliber, you should have notified me to return physically."

"Now is not the time for procedural discussions, Cassandra."

Uther’s words mix regret with pressing need:

"Help me deal with this madman, and I’ll explain the details later."

Though irked, Cassandra turns her focus to dissecting the combat scenario with gravity.