The terrifying invisible god of death descended upon the base of the Hand of Vengeance.
On the ground, numerous First-level and Second-level Wizards, along with apprentices and the like, even with defensive light barriers, potions, Magical Items, and other protections on them, quickly collapsed to the ground, losing all signs of life.
Even the many buildings groaned under the unbearable strain, crumbling and collapsing like blocks of tofu.
The invisible ripples of toxin even struck at the three Third-level Wizards in the sky, leaving them no time to rescue their apprentices and organization members.
After a single attack, aside from a scant few wizards who managed to escape by relying on secret treasures, everyone else on the ground had become corpses — and were even rapidly decaying.
"You..."
Toland roared and charged forward.
Although he knew that the venomous attacks of a Komoyin Warlock were terrifying, one as devastating as Leylin's — one that nearly annihilated everything — was exceedingly rare.
The attack had also been extremely sudden, catching them off guard and inflicting severe losses.
Seeing their own apprentices, friends, and even kin slaughtered by Leylin in an instant, the other two Third-level Wizards flew into a rage and charged forward together.
"Phantom Shadows!"
Numerous Shadow Behemoths materialized behind the old Third-level Wizard, their massive jaws agape, surrounding Leylin completely.
"Blood Throne!"
A hazy, blood-red throne projection materialized behind Toland, spreading a thick, metallic scent of blood.
The throne's design was ancient and crude, its dark golden surface bearing the marks of blades and axes, as though tempered through blood and fire, lending it an air of both authenticity and ferocity.
Beneath the throne's projection, she and the other two Third-level Wizards were clad in layers of blood-red armor, their auras surging noticeably.
"Hmm! Aura amplification! Suppressive weakening! And this kind of operational method!"
Blue light flickered in Leylin's eyes as he recorded the opponent's Domain, storing it as research data within his Chip.
This was the unique semi-Domain ability of Third-level Wizards. Once Toland fully comprehended the power of this Domain, she could be considered to have placed one foot across the threshold of the Morning Star.
Of course, the Blood Throne's amplification for Toland and the others was quite limited, far inferior to the Fear Domain fusion Leylin and his companions had once achieved.
But under the Blood Throne's glow, the Shadow Behemoths' eyes turned crimson, and they launched their attack on Leylin without the slightest hesitation.
"Is that the extent of your weakening? Toland, if this is all you've got, then you've truly disappointed me..."
Leylin sighed. Terrifying energy fluctuations continuously overflowed from his body as his Third-level innate Warlock spell — the Fear Intimidation Field — spread outward.
Hssss!
As if the ancient, savage great serpent Komoyin had been reborn, a violent and gloomy aura, carrying the primordial feeling of savage wilderness, descended upon the grounds in an instant.
The Fear Field immediately seized a portion of the area previously claimed by the Blood Throne and began to nullify its effects.
The faint aura suppression on Leylin had long since been broken, while the Shadow Behemoths, as if beholding something truly horrifying, began to roar chaotically, attacking one another and even charging at their original masters.
"Oh! What a coincidence — the probability effect of mental confusion actually triggered!"
Leylin watched the flustered enemy wizards with a faint smile.
His innate Domain, after being continuously strengthened by the Snake Woman's bone segments, had become increasingly terrifying in both its amplification and suppression effects. Had Leylin not witnessed a true Morning Star Domain and experienced the power of Rules within it, he might have believed his own Domain was nearly complete.
But even the Fear Field alone had now reached an inconceivable level of effectiveness.
The Blood Throne's phantom retreated step by step, its light seeming to be torn apart, while the other two Third-level Wizards had their pseudo-Domains shattered and suppressed before they could even fully deploy them.
In the collision of Domain Fields, only Toland possessed the qualifications to compete with Leylin.
As for far lower-tier Domain powers, they were simply no match for the Domains of liquefied-stage Wizards like theirs.
Differences in the depth of Domain comprehension would often result in vast disparities in actual power. At their level, the Domains of Wizards below the liquefied stage were essentially useless.
The Tiger-headed Wizard's expression was grim, and he did not activate his pseudo-Domain again, clearly having grasped the enormous gap between himself and Leylin.
"ROAR!"
He let out a savage roar. The muscles across his body bulged and swelled, and a shimmer of light spread across him as colorful fur sprouted over his skin.
Crack! Crack! After a series of bone-cracking sounds, his body surged from its normal size to that of a small giant, nearly three meters tall.
"Boy! I'll kill you! I'll smash your bones to pieces, inch by inch!"
The Tiger-headed Wizard roared and threw a punch. A fierce wind struck the face, and the surrounding air seemed to be compressed within the blow, condensed into a solid crystal that hurtled toward Leylin like a crystal cannonball.
"A human Body Refinement Wizard of such a high level — now that's something you don't see very often!"