Damian kept 150-plus mana threads attached to the ten steel pillars as he flew towards other Legendary-class monsters which had closed in. The thick mana spreading into the atmosphere had powered up all the cannons placed atop the giant Ice Wall.
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[The Battlefield Near The Ice Wall, Current Time, Maelor’s POV.]
Realizing what had happened, Maelor and Alex left their three laser cannons and shouted orders for the pigmen soldiers to spread out and occupy one cannon per pigman. There was a lever built in the middle of each laser cannon, powered by Damian’s mana cloud.
At first, they had all questioned the extra step Damian had taken to add it to every cannon he built. It simply launched the laser burst spell when the inscribed runic circles fully gathered the environment’s mana. For multiple pigmen powering it, there was no use for a lever—they had to activate the spell directly.
But now, in barely 20–30 seconds, the laser cannons were fully charged from the environmental mana and were ready to be launched. The pigmen had first needed to aim under the mental strain of using mana threads to power the cannon, but now they simply had to point and pull the lever.
Just as Maelor was busy shouting orders for the pigmen to spread out and take all the empty cannons left unattended, he felt a tug on his sleeve from beside him. Slightly irritated, Maelor looked at the person doing it and saw Alex looking to the side. Maelor followed his gaze and saw a massive, two-story-tall stone and steel creation placed at two ends of the narrow valley they were defending.
The creations themselves were not what had occupied Alex’s focus—they were the higher version of the same laser cannons they were using. Damian had built them, and they had been placed here specifically to defend against a Legendary-class black pigman. It needed over three people with mana containers to work, though. The problem was that mana threads needed to send continuous power, not just the amount of mana itself, so it couldn’t be operated by just one or two of them. Another thing they were puzzled about—why Damian would make something like that when they were short on both time and steel.
But right now, the seven massive golden runic circles placed on each giant cannon were glowing brightly, reaching their full power and ready to be used.
Maelor smiled.
“That bastard was planning for this from the very beginning!”
Maelor shook Alex, and their eyes met. He nodded at the guy, and both ran in opposite directions, heading to the top of the Ice Wall. The pigmen couldn’t handle the giant cannons—it still needed mana threads to move around and aim properly. Only humans with full mana containers could do it without stopping.
Maelor climbed to the top of the massive steel structure. A comfortable seat had been built on top of it, with a clear analog target system to take perfect aim. There were two iron sticks on his left and right arms—pulling them while using mana to power the internal runic system caused the main long, thick steel rectangle placed in the middle to turn right or left.
Maelor adjusted it and aimed at the massive black figure in the distance. Damian was already making quick work of them, but there were always more for Maelor to shoot at.
Then Maelor stepped hard on the pedal under his right leg. He could hear the intense sound of mana coursing through the metal veins as it powered the laser beam at full force. A powerful, loud, blinding beam of pure gold flew straight out and punched a massive hole in the giant black figure’s chest.
His target was over 2–3 kilometers away, and still, the laser had reached it. This was too fucking powerful!
Maelor felt goosebumps realizing what Damian could do in a battlefield filled with human armies if the guy had time to prepare. The overwhelming might he had just shown—tearing apart two Legendary-class pigmen with barely any effort—was already far beyond what any Transcendent could possibly do.
Maelor wouldn’t have thought like that before, but after everything that had happened, he had seen what Transcendent power was like. They were powerful, no doubt—far beyond what his young mind had assumed them to be when he had been trying to go against his father. But they were still a notch below what Damian had displayed—and the guy had just become a Transcendent. What was his limit?
Seconds later, another powerful beam was launched from the other end of the valley, and Maelor saw what the weapon in his hands could really do in action. The target was the same as Maelor’s; that was a good thing. The chest wound he had left in the Legendary monster was not enough to stop its giant wave of dark pink psychic energy.
The thoughts of both Alex and Maelor were similar—kill the most troublesome one first.
Alex had aimed above the chest and had perfectly blasted a giant hole in the monster’s throat, effectively killing it and stopping the powerful and annoyingly constant psychic attacks.
The massive laser took one full minute to recharge and was then activated at full power once again. Maelor remembered reading Damian’s instruction papers attached to the massive runic weapon when they had placed it here and used ice spell tools to cover it.
There were two pedals under his feet. The right one was for the simple, powerful laser beam, and the left one was supposed to be for a more burst-type round that he could shoot constantly without worrying about recharging after each shot.
Maelor pressed the left pedal to try it out. The constant burst of laser was bigger than a hand cannon’s laser but still smaller in size compared to the normal rolling laser cannons. But it was constant! And without stopping, it could do some truly devastating damage!
Damian’s seven runic circles placed all around the massive runic weapon were constantly powering it while being recharged.
