"Itâs absolutely impossible! I am a Tier 5 Peak Illusion Master, and the âKilling Realmâ is based on Tier 6 Illusion Scrolls. How could it be disrupted or interfered with? Not even those pathetic trash, even if all illusionists in the Human Clan world combined, they wouldnât be my match!"
After multiple failed attempts, Gustaâs once composed and aloof face finally showed a hint of exasperation, starting to twist and deform.
Still unwilling to give up, he willed a hundred or even a thousand magic projections to appear at once, showcasing every scene within the Illusion Realm.
It was only then that Gusta found it hard to believe that the central army position on the east side of the city, where Leo Ray was, had completely escaped his control.
Watching Gustaâs frustrated demeanor, Hull and the othersâ teasing laughter abruptly stopped, as if their necks were gripped by invisible hands, losing all earlier arrogance.
Though unaware of what happened, they could clearly see from Gustaâs expression that things had inexplicably slipped out of their control.
Just as Hull and others looked at each other in confusion, a clear bell sound suddenly rang out from the fog.
Ding-a-ling.
Etheric and penetrating, even the chaotic battlefield couldnât silence this sound at all.
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.
With more bell sounds ringing consecutively, the thick illusion fog actually began to slowly disperse, becoming increasingly thin.
At the same time, those soldiers from both our side and allied forces, who were confused within the Illusion Realm, calmed down immediately after hearing the clear bell sound. The panic and fear on their faces dissipated, and even those fainted soldiers started awakening one by one.
Before long, at the central army position where Leo Ray was, the Illusion Realm became extremely thin, allowing brilliant sunlight to shine on the fog-covered ground again.
Through the fog, one could see a mage troop, previously unseen, covered in grey-white fog-like magic robes, waving their magic wands and collectively chanting in low voices.
Above this legion-level camp, a huge silver bell formed by mana was suspended in the air, emitting a unique rhythm, the source of the etheric sound.
Leading this mysterious force was a white-robed female expert whose imposing aura seemed to descend like a Saintess.
Witnessing this scene, whether it was the other two Neutral Organization experts from the mountain peaks or Gusta, Hull, and others on the city wall, their eyes widened in disbelief.
"Is such thick Illusion Realm actually being dispelled?"
Durant rubbed his eyes repeatedly to confirm he wasnât seeing things.
"That mysterious white-robed female at the forefront is also remarkably eye-catching. When we last met the Holy Lion Prince, such an expert wasnât by his side!"
Diana narrowed her starry eyes, carefully watching the battlefield scene, saying in surprise, "To be precise, none of the intelligence we possess mentions this female expert!"
Upon hearing Dianaâs words, the three Alchemist Sages nearby didnât speak, but their wrinkle-covered faces showed the same surprise, indicating the Alchemist Guild didnât have relevant information either.
Actually, if even the illusion matrix capable of resisting Tier 6 experts can be dispelled, what is the story behind the grey-robed magic regiment and the mysterious white-robed female expert guarding the Holy Lion Prince?!
"âSilver bells ring, reality reappearsâ..."
Yonirâs aged eyes widened as he exclaimed, "I once read about this in a lost ancient textâitâs a unique illusion-dispelling art of the Illusion Spirit Race!"
"The Illusion Spirit Race? Werenât they long extinct in the Era of Blankness? Itâs known that the Illusion Spirit Race is the progenitor of illusion origins, unparalleled in illusion capabilities among the Ten Thousand Clans!"
Grey Elder showed the same disbelief, exclaiming, "With this knowledge, everything makes sense."
Thinking it over, Grey Elder nodded thoughtfully, "The grey-robed legionâs power is indeed formidable, comparable to a Tier 5 Peak expert, and the leading female expert sits between Tier 5 Peak and Half-step Tier 6. With such prowess, she indeed overshadows Gusta, not to mention the Illusion Spirit Race!"
"Is it indeed a lost Illusion Spirit Race army? And with such strong Illusion Spirit Race experts aiding, how did the Holy Lion Prince even acquire such an exceptional force?"
Upon hearing this, Diana felt shock and unexpectedly heaved a sigh of relief.
Although unsure how the Holy Lion Prince achieved it, he evidently broke the Temple of Lightâs illusion secret spell forcefully!
While Diana felt uplifted, Yonir and Grey Elder exchanged glances, seeing a hint of amazement in each otherâs eyes.
Undoubtedly, they underestimated the Holy Lion Princeâs prowess.
Meanwhile, in the skies above the "Fortress," Louise jumped and cheered.
"No wonder Helena chose a Human Clan male. I just knew you wouldnât disappoint me!"
In stark contrast to Louise was Gusta, Hull, and others on the city wall.
The earlier scene filled with teasing vanished, replaced by a dead silent shock and disbelief.
Especially the New King Hull, staring at the frustrated Gusta, dared not breathe heavily, fearing that Gustaâs rage might pour onto him.
At this moment, the once arrogant Grim New King realized he was the laughable clown, unable to even consider eliminating the Holy Lion Prince, let alone questioning or challenging Gusta.
"Are they actually from the Illusion Spirit Race? How did those Otherworld scum dig them out from the dust of history?!"
Moments later, Gusta finally understood the current situation, his voice growing more subdued.
His forehead veins bulged, clenching his fist until it cracked, he spoke coldly, "Donât think this is over, I will make sure you die here!"
Amid the surprise of everyone, the central army where Leo Ray was had completely broken through the fog, while fog in other parts of the battlefield quickly dissipated with the bellâs influence.
Without question, the white-robed female expert and grey-robed legion suddenly appearing by Leo Rayâs side were none other than Snow Sheri and her Summoning Corps.
Not long ago, through discussions with Sheri, Leo Ray learned.
Though the opponentâs illusion matrix utilizes a Tier 6 illusion scroll for support, it also incorporates many Tier 5 formations as aid, which is its weakness.
After all, that No. 1 Black-robed Personâs power hasnât reached Tier 6 yet, thus no surprise.
With Sheriâs capability, if she went all out, ensuring our sideâs safety posed no issue. However, if quickly dispersing the entire illusion matrix was desired, the Summoning Corpsâ strength was needed.
Therefore, Leo Ray didnât hesitate to command Sheri to dispel the entire illusion matrix, which led to this outcome.
"Report to Lord, the opponentâs illusion matrix has been completely dispelled!"
Soon, Sheri knelt before Leo Ray again, saluting with her hand on her chest.
"Thank you, we owe it to you this time."
Leo Ray lowered himself, lifting Snow Sheri up with satisfaction.
Then, Catherine, Saul, Jered, and other main commanders rushed over from different directions, all expressing gratitude and respect to Leo Ray, who briefly described the recent events, leaving everyone marveling.
"Alright, everyone, since the opponentâs tricks have been exposed, itâs time to proceed with our operation."
Leo Rayâs gaze was keen, waving his hand, "Take your positions, continue the siege!"
Under Leo Rayâs command, the entire siege battlefield erupted with cannon fire once again, becoming tumultuous.
Soon, accompanied by a series of shattering glass sounds, Fortress Cityâs Absolute Defense Barrier was thoroughly shattered, transforming into scattered energy particles.