"It's here, just concentrate your strength to destroy this area between the two points."

Although he was not very addicted to this person, after Simeer brought the news that the elf archer had already obtained what they needed, Ambo still arranged the manpower as he said.

After they were all in place, the eight water-type holy mages began to use low-level water-type magic skills to activate the lake.

The lake water surged and rose and slapped in the air. The water droplets scattered in the air slid straight down an invisible plane, and clear water marks hung where the water droplets slid.

Simire walked slowly from the shore of the lake to a big tree, watching the progress of the work of those people from afar.

That year, Tang Qingli and Sanchi Shui were also here, but the three of them stood behind the busy water-type saint masters, looking up at the position of the sun while watching the barrier that gradually changed.

Sanchishui occasionally looked up at the sun, and occasionally glanced at the center of the circle that had not changed much. The rest of the time was practicing sword skills on the spot with his Yunji sword.

It was the year who was silently estimating the time in his mind, and from time to time he looked up to verify his calculations, but more often he was still watching the transparent barrier that gradually rippled as the lake water washed away, as if he was looking at someone through this barrier that could not be crossed.

Tang Qingli was also watching the gradually weakened transparent barrier, but he was obviously more interested in the weakening technique and effect. While observing the casting rhythm of the holy mages, he estimated the actual weakening effect of these skills.

Using the water magic elements collected during high tide, the original impact of the lake water on the barrier at high tide is supplemented by soft and stable continuous lift force, so that the waves that are rolled up are a little higher and stronger than the previous wave, and the weakening force on the barrier is a little stronger.

I just don’t know if such a slow weakening speed can achieve the expected effect just at noon. Tang Qingli thought with some uncertainty.

After a long time, the sound of Simire's footsteps rang out on the lake shore, getting closer and closer.

That year, Tang Qingli and Sanchishui raised their heads at the same time, looked at the sun hanging in the sky, and heard Simier say calmly:
Chapter completed!