A Hospital in Another World?

Chapter 898: Fight! Take Down That Big Eyeball!

When the intense light faded, if a volcano appeared, Garrett thought he would be completely prepared. A volcano would be the most reliable way to destroy the foundations of the cathedral;

If he saw a slowly rising mass of lava, Garrett felt he could also accept it. After all, there was no need to cause a huge commotion with a volcanic ash eruption burying an entire city; that would be overkill.

If he saw a mushroom cloud... well...

Garrett thought he might just rub his eyes and mutter, "It wasn't me, I didn't write the mass-energy equation..."

But what did he see now?

An eye.

An extremely large, extremely large eye. Its lower end touched the ground, and its upper end towered above the highest point of the cathedral spire. It was a perfectly shaped almond eye, with extremely long eyelashes. When it blinked, the lower eyelashes brushed the ground of Kallas City...

Garrett felt as if he heard the sound of buildings collapsing all over the city.

This wasn’t the work of a sculpting mage; this was definitely not the work of a sculpting mage... Conjuration, Transmutation, or some other school—what on earth had they created?

The eye was perfectly formed and well-structured. Because it was so massive, Garrett felt he could even see through the cornea and lens to the retina and the blood vessels and macula on it...It was a pity he couldn’t record it. Otherwise, this excellent material should definitely be recorded and used as teaching material for students. A living, real example without needing a slit lamp or a pupil microscope, how rare was that!

The eye blinked a second time, then a third time. Then, perhaps irritated by the swirling smoke and the flying spires, bell towers, and beams in the city, Garrett saw tears streaming madly from its tear glands.

The tears gushed down like waterfalls over the cornea. Then, either because the tear ducts couldn’t keep up or because the eye’s structure lacked tear ducts, the tears fell like torrential rain...

And the tears seemed to be a dark gray color.

Garrett really didn’t want to know what it felt like to be hit by such a large mass of tears. Perhaps it would feel like a loud crash, and you’d find yourself in a swimming pool?

The big eyeball blinked a few more times, then slowly turned to look down. As soon as it turned, it blinked forcefully a few more times, sweeping away a pile of debris with its eyelashes. Then, intense light burst from its pupil, directly hitting the ruins of the cathedral...

Boom!

The second explosion sent a cloud of smoke and ash soaring into the sky.

Really, your eye can shoot electricity?

Garrett’s mouth twitched, feeling that these mages' ability to cause trouble had surpassed his ability to make snarky comments. As for what race this big eyeball belonged to, what world it was from, its level, and its specific abilities...

That would have to wait until he could ask his teacher later.

Speaking of his teacher, the teacher's figure had disappeared, leaving Garrett unsure whether he had completed the battle and left directly or was hiding somewhere. Instead, the surroundings of Kallas City seemed like a stirred-up hornet's nest, with swarms of people flying up.

White light intertwined, and sword energy crisscrossed. The people, like Don Quixote charging at windmills, fearlessly rushed toward the big eyeball. And the nearby cathedrals also exerted their greatest strength, using divine spells to support their allies:

Holy Light!

Holy Light!

Holy Light!

Like knives, spears, swords, and halberds, the holy light shot toward the big eyeball, which was spinning and blinking constantly!

If Garrett were on the scene, he would have liked to tell them not to do that. Even if they were going to attack, they shouldn’t use light-based attack spells.

The big eyeball... was so large that even its cornea took up a vast area and thickness. A beam of holy light, whether straight or angled, would have some of it reflected and refracted.

And the reflected and refracted light, dispersed by the cornea and possibly the lens, would instantly spread out into seven-colored rainbow light. The battle area in front of the big eyeball was turned from pure white to a colorful disco scene.

If Garrett remembered correctly, there was a series of rainbow magic in the spells. Dispersed among the protection, conjuration, and especially the sculpting schools, there were spells like Rainbow Beam, Rainbow Burst, Rainbow Aura, Rainbow Spray... all the way up to the ninth-level Rainbow Orb.

And the rainbow magic, with its lottery-like effect of randomly inflicting a magical effect... A long time ago, Archmage Carlisle had very solemnly told him during his lessons:

"Promise me, if you see this stuff, run as far as you can, as fast as you can. Avoid it unless absolutely necessary... It's much more troublesome than other spells of the same level!"

Garrett deeply agreed. So when he saw figures wrapped in white light bravely charging forward, only to be turned into rainbows by the rainbow light, he couldn’t help but pay them the highest respect.

Of course, being turned into a rainbow was still better than facing the big eyeball directly. The light it shot out was like thunder; being hit head-on would cause one to melt silently into the light;

The long eyelashes, likely thicker than beams, would sweep down, sending one tumbling to the ground;

And the large tears from its eye, once they hit and enveloped a person, would leave them like an insect in amber, with no choice but to fall down with it...

The priests of the Radiant Lord fought desperately. Kallas City, as the center of the Seven-Link Cities and the core of the divine spell chain, would mean the end of the great magic array if it were destroyed!

Of course, aside from focusing their strength on the big eyeball, some sought alternative solutions. Garrett saw a cluster of light spots flying out from a city, seemingly called Dias City, which was the closest to Ostend City, heading straight for Ostend:

The magic array’s evaluation was not high, only at the eighth level, but the light spots were numerous, at least ten or more. Garrett frowned slightly:

Did Ostend City have that many masters in Star Fort?

Did it have experts of level 17 and above?

He vaguely remembered that the earl there wasn’t that strong, so was the council stepping in? How many people had they sent?

Then, a dreamy, colorful light veil rose above Star Fort.

Garrett hurriedly adjusted his telescope, focusing on the center of the light veil. He saw Senior Sister Filby standing leisurely in the air, surrounded by starlight:

“Only a few swordsmen dare to come here? Scram!”

With a wave of her hand, dozens of light beams shot out from around her, heading straight for the white light spots. Garrett quickly turned his telescope but couldn’t keep up with the light spots’ speed, only seeing a blood mist spread across the sky, and people falling like dumplings:

Returning to the telescope, he saw electric arcs swirling around his senior sister, a streak of white light shooting from her fingertip.

This...

“Is it really... the electricity dancing on your fingertips...”

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