My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

Levin closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then used his psychic powers to start weaving a solid mental barrier for himself. This barrier could resist the terrible whispers from the Old Gods and protect his mind from being eroded by darkness.

Levin could feel that Illidan was getting impatient at this moment, and his curiosity became stronger and stronger, so as the mental barrier was completed, Levin immersed himself in the lake.

The well water was cold and dark, as if countless tentacles were trying to invade his consciousness. He tried to stay awake and began to draw energy from the depths of the dark well water. He could feel the powerful magical power around him, which surged into his body like surging waves, making every cell of his body tremble.

However, in the process, a terrible idea suddenly flashed through his mind. He wanted to take all the power of the Well of Eternity for himself and become an invincible existence. This idea was like an evil seed, trying to take root and sprout in the depths of his mind.

But fortunately, the mental barrier he had woven before worked. It was like a solid line of defense, resisting this temptation. Levin opened his eyes suddenly, and he realized that he was almost swallowed by darkness. He quickly pulled himself out of the filthy well water and returned to the real world.

Not long after, the two wandering souls returned to their bodies as if attracted by magnetism. Although they were far away from the Well of Eternity, their bodies were still as closely connected to the well water as before, as if an invisible bond tied them tightly together.

Levin took a deep breath and immediately prepared to start casting a spell. He had to act quickly to get rid of the indescribable filth in his soul. This feeling was like an invisible hand, constantly fiddling with the depths of his soul, trying to lure him into darkness.

At this time, the mages had already taken their positions. They stood around Levin and formed a huge magic circle. Everyone's face was full of expectations. They were all ready and waiting for Levin's orders.

Once Levin began to cast spells, they would immediately increase the magic power by a hundred times, and then cast it violently at the enemy.

Levin stared ahead, and began to brew meteorological spells in his heart. Druids and mages both have magical magic to manipulate the weather. In comparison, druids who master the power of nature are undoubtedly more adept at this - after all, the atmosphere is also a part of nature.

But with Levin's current druid level, the range of weather he can influence is really very limited - and the goal he wants to achieve, at least a demigod druid can do it, perhaps Demafurion in the world ten thousand years later can complete this requirement.

Therefore, he needs to rely on the power of the Mage Corps and the Well of Eternity to assist himself.

"Are you ready?" Levin asked in a low voice.

"Ready!" The mages answered in unison.

Levin nodded, and then closed his eyes. He began to silently in his heartHe silently chanted the spell, then suddenly opened his eyes, his hands began to move quickly in the air, and he muttered something. A powerful magical energy began to emerge from his body and quickly spread around.

At the same time, the mages also began their chanting, and a large amount of magic power began to gather, and under Levin's control, all the elements between heaven and earth were activated. Their magical energy began to merge with Levin's energy, forming a more powerful force, and then injected into the surrounding atmosphere.

At some point, sparse raindrops fell from the sky, and they gently patted the ground, as if silently crying for the tragedies on the battlefield.

Ronin raised his head and looked at the gray sky, with an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

As time went by, the raindrops gradually became denser, and they pierced the earth like countless fine needles, making a crisp sound. Soon, the rain began to pour down rapidly, forming a silver curtain of water, covering the whole world.

There were thunder and lightning in the sky, dazzling lightning cut through the darkness, and deafening thunder echoed in everyone's ears. Just like the mood of everyone on the battlefield - sadness, anger, fear, despair... all kinds of complex emotions intertwined in people's hearts, as if echoing the increasingly gloomy weather.

Then, a strong wind suddenly rose, and it raged on the battlefield like an angry beast, roaring and roaring, as if mourning for the elves who had lost their comrades and relatives. The storm hit everything, and the trees kept shaking and groaning in the strong wind.

Under the influence of the wind, the rain became more and more violent, and they gathered into a surging torrent, sweeping everything on the ground. The muddy ground was washed away by the rain, and the blood on the battlefield was washed away, leaving only a desolate and desolate area.

However, in the center of the storm, the magicians were miraculously not affected at all. They still stood firmly in place and maintained their spellcasting posture.

Ronin stared at all this with his eyes wide open, looking at it in disbelief. He took a few steps forward to try how heavy the rain was, but just as he left the range of the magic circle, he was suddenly attacked by the rainstorm.

He took a few steps forward to try how heavy the rain was, but just as he left the range of the magic circle, he was immediately attacked by the rainstorm.

Ronin still underestimated the rainstorm summoned by Levin. The water that poured down like a galaxy brought a strong impact, which directly made him stagger and fall on the muddy ground. The heavy rain kept beating him. His clothes were instantly soaked by the rain and stuck to his body, making him feel a biting cold. Ronin struggled to stand up, but the impact of the rainstorm made him unable to move.

"Is this his magic——?" Ronin blurted out, his voice seemed unusually weak in the storm.

He looked at the group of mages who were still standing steadily, and his heart was filled with shock and awe. This stormThe rain was certainly caused by Levin's magic, but every time he thought about how this young night elf druid could control such a powerful natural force, Ronin still felt incredible.

He really didn't expect that there would be such a talent among these druids ten thousand years ago, but if that was the case, why didn't the name "Levin Green Leaf" appear in history?

With heavy rain pouring down and strong winds howling, the war was finally forced to stop. The armies of the warring parties retreated with difficulty in the wind and rain. The demons retreated to the ruins destroyed by Neltharion, while the elf army quickly evacuated in the opposite direction. At this moment, they all faced a new and equally dangerous enemy - the raging rainstorm.

The heavy rain washed the earth, causing mudslides, and the roads became muddy, greatly reducing the marching speed. A towering hill collapsed under the attack of the rainstorm, and the huge mountain collapsed like a collapse, crashing towards a group of unprepared demon guards. A huge hellhound struggled hard in the soft mud, but its four claws had lost their former power and could not find a foothold. In the end, it slid down the ridge with its master and fell to death in the mud.

As the two armies broke contact, Levin began to adjust his strategy. He once again called for the help of the power of nature and projected the anger of nature in the direction of the enemy.

Under his control, the clouds in the sky began to roll and surge, forming a huge vortex, slowly moving towards the position of the Burning Legion.

Gradually, the slowly retreating elven army found that the rain on their side began to weaken, while the Burning Legion fled in all directions on the land ravaged by Neltharion. The rainstorm on their side was as fierce as the wrath of heaven, and it was about to submerge the entire world in a flood.

Rhonin looked up and found that the rain above his head had stopped. He clearly saw that the rainstorm was moving towards Ishalin, where the Burning Legion's base camp was.

"Well done, Druid! Well done!" Ronin couldn't help but praise loudly.

However, the rainstorm was just the prelude to the punishment from heaven. Soon, the strong wind and thunder and lightning also joined the crusade against the demons, as if the power of nature itself was full of hostility to these dark creatures. With a deafening thunder, the sky was torn apart, and countless lightnings slithered down like silver snakes, accurately striking the heads of those demons.

There were no Doomsday Guards flying in the sky. These demons that were once invincible in the sky have now become the primary targets of the strong wind and thunder and lightning. Their huge bodies swayed in the strong wind, and their wings were broken one after another under the bombardment of thunder and lightning.

Those Doomsday Guards who insisted on staying in the air were eventually either blown down by the strong wind or hit directly by thunder and lightning, turning into a ball of charcoal and falling from the sky.

The demon guards on the ground also fell into panic. They threw away their weapons one after another, fearing that these metal products would become "lightning rods" in the thunderstorm. For a while, the sound of metal falling to the ground was heard one after another on the battlefield, mixed with the thunder and rain.The sounds intertwined into a chaotic symphony.

The demon army began to retreat in an all-out manner. They had no power to fight back under the pressure of the power of nature, and could only flee in a panic from this land shrouded in divine punishment. Their footsteps stumbled in the mud, their bodies were covered with mud and rain, and their former arrogance was now gone.