Chapter 336: Demon-Breaking Thunder Art

Chapter 336: Demon-Breaking Thunder Art

"You want to leave? Did you ask for my permission?"

Seeing this, George immediately clapped his bear paws together and chanted toward Morgana's soul, which had turned into a stream of black smoke trying to escape:

"Thunder Emperor, I summon you—by decree, come swiftly!"

A thunderous crash erupted in the sky, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a barrel instantly struck Morgana's soul.

"Ah!"

A shrill and miserable scream rang out as Morgana's soul was obliterated on the spot, completely annihilated.

"The Demon-Breaking Thunder Art truly has miraculous effects on souls."

George silently marveled as he watched Morgana's soul vanish.

The thunder art he had just used belonged to the Daoist arts of the Li family and was known as the Demon-Breaking Thunder Art.

Through his research and compilation over this period, he discovered that although the thunder magic he had learned was all of the lightning element, there were differences in function.

Just like how fire could be classified into regular fire, dragon fire, demon fire, and ghost fire, thunder had its own categories too.

For example, the ancient magical spell Descent of Lightning he learned in the Harry Potter world belonged to standard lightning. It was no different from the natural lightning that accompanied thunderstorms.

Such lightning held great destructive power against ordinary people and creatures and had an extensive range. It could easily cover a modern city, and with further refinement, his thunder arts might even encompass an entire planet.

However, this type of lightning wasn't very effective against specific targets.

For instance, enemies with strong single-target defenses, modern facilities equipped with scientific lightning protection, or massive entities like mountain ranges would all significantly reduce its effectiveness.

On the other hand, his extended superpower abilities—such as the railgun, the lightning giant, and the plasma railgun fused with magic—were much more effective for targeting single enemies and possessed far greater destructive force.

Even mountains could be easily pierced and sliced apart. Lightning rods? They'd be vaporized on the spot.

But both types of attacks were not particularly effective against soul-type enemies.

That's not to say they were useless—at the very least, they were better than ordinary magic. But compared to the thunder arts he had learned from the Li family, which resembled the Five Thunders Orthodox Method, they were far inferior.

The Li family's thunder arts didn't have a large area of effect, usually only summoning a single bolt at a time, and had almost no destructive effect on buildings.

However, they possessed a special demon-breaking effect. They were especially effective against ghosts, spirits, corpses, and other dark-aligned enemies.

Morgana, as one of the top magicians in this world, was far from weak even as a soul.

If it hadn't been for the lightning being especially targeted, and specifically the demon-breaking type, it would have been impossible to obliterate her soul in a single blow.

Back then, it was only because Veronica used her own body as a vessel that Balthazar had the chance to seal her away.

It only shows: the closer one gets to the essence of a certain element, the more one realizes the road ahead is long. Just in thunder arts alone, there were so many intricacies—let alone grasping the true essence of magic and the essence of power itself.

"What happened? Who are you?"

At this moment, a shocked voice interrupted George's thoughts.

Turning around, he saw that it was Veronica, who had returned to normal and was cautiously looking at him.

For Veronica, after being sealed for so many years, to awaken and immediately witness a giant panda battling Morgana—and then that panda actually killing Morgana—was simply too much to take in.

"Don't worry. I'm George, a friend of Balthazar."

George stepped forward, grabbed Veronica, and directly Apparated to David's secret base.

"You probably have a lot of questions, but don't worry. Balthazar will be back soon. You can ask him then.

As for me, tell him I've already found a way to turn back into a human. I'm going traveling. We'll meet again if fate allows!"

Without waiting for a reply, George vanished from the spot.

To him, he had already mastered nearly all the magic this world had to offer. What came next was to find a place to focus on studying the esoteric knowledge recorded in the Book of the Dead.

His main body was a mutant who had reincarnated into the Marvel world, and the other worlds were each occupied by a soul-split clone.

These clones had the primary task of gathering everything in their respective worlds that could strengthen him. Once that was done, they could then fully dedicate themselves to magical research.

It was like playing several games at once—when you've reached 100% completion in one game, there's no point in putting more effort into it. Just leave it running in the background.

As for controlling the panda body to explore this world and relax a bit? Unnecessary.

The world of magic apprentices wasn't much different from the normal modern world. If he wanted to relax, his Marvel main body could stroll the Earth just the same—it all looked alike.

Besides, this wasn't the time for relaxation.

The panda clone's future task would be to research necromantic magic. Once that was successful, it would serve as an extra brain to help research the more critical magic from other worlds.

If there was another use, it would be this: if one day he could pierce the barriers between worlds…

Then the panda clone could travel to other worlds—or even return to the main world to assist—essentially becoming an equally powerful extra self.

This was completely different from a thought-projection. Though those clones could also disguise themselves as physical bodies, they were fundamentally energy-based and would divide the original's power in half.

If the day ever came when he could summon his clones across worlds and merge them all back into one…

Then his power would skyrocket instantly.

Meanwhile, Balthazar walked out of the bar as usual, driving his magically modified car created with mimicry magic, heading back to David's secret base.

A thousand years of waiting—every day he longed for his wife, Veronica.

Lately, seeing David finally confirm a relationship with his longtime crush Becky brought him mixed emotions as a mentor: joy and sorrow.

Because it made him miss his wife even more, and he had no choice but to drink at the bar to numb himself.

Fortunately, after a thousand years, he had finally found Merlin's reincarnation. With just over a decade of training, he believed David would be able to help him rescue Veronica and kill Morgana.

And during those years, he didn't need to worry about Morgana's forces causing trouble again. All her mages had already been sealed inside another nested doll by him and George.

Holding the half-full bottle of alcohol, he pushed open the door to the secret base—only to be met with an expression of utter disbelief.

"Veronica!"

"Balthazar!"

The moment Veronica saw Balthazar, she ran toward him, overwhelmed with emotion.

A reunion after a thousand years of longing—there was no holding back.

Once they learned that it was George who had broken the seal and defeated Morgana, Balthazar felt endless gratitude in his heart… while also embracing Veronica and heading into a room.

As for what happened next—well, that's a story for another time.

(End of Chapter)