Almighty Alchemist
Chapter 81 Showdown (Part 2)
"Aw!"
The earth-shattering roar tore out the deepest fear in people's hearts.
The resentment accumulated in the depths of the black warrior's heart for ten years erupted like a volcano. A vortex rose out of thin air and spread in all directions. Countless tornadoes gathered in the sky, and then intertwined into a huge wind column pointing at Marit.
Malette snorted.
With this muffled sound, the sky suddenly darkened, and then it brightened again.
Above Abraham Maritt's head, a piece of red light fluttered, and the circling red cloud was like fire, corresponding to the dancing vortex of the black warrior in front of him, and he did not give in at all.
In the early morning of Royo City, in the interweaving of wind and fire, a blood-red color burned.
This crazy scene frightened everyone to retreat automatically, leaving only senior warriors including Kevin Beers and others. Kevin Beers frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
Unlike ordinary magicians, Marit has too much self-confidence. Even if he confronts a star warrior of the same level, he may not necessarily be at a disadvantage.
Because he is also a samurai, maybe his samurai ability is not strong enough, but when he fights against high-level samurai, he can prevent him from making some low-level mistakes caused by not understanding the fighting methods of samurai.
This is enough.
As Kevin Beers said, the magician's way of fighting is to play himself.
No matter what the opponent does, show your own strength and overwhelm everything with powerful spells.
The golden robe exuded a compelling light under the reflection of the fire clouds, which represented the most proud achievement of a magician in the field of human study of magic.
Marit looked up at the sky, and the fire cloud above his head unexpectedly fell, just a foot above his head, condensing into a ball of fire that flowed like magma.
Fire Magic: Fire Essence.
The spirit of fire is not a kind of magic on the magic spectrum, it is Marit's self-created magic.
This kind of magic itself does not have any offensive power, but it is the foundation of Marit's strength. Because the meaning of its existence is to help Marit complete the effect of fast casting.
Just like Leo Bogle achieves fast casting through the memory gem ring, each of the seventh-level golden-cloaked archmages has their own fast casting skills. Marit is accomplished through the essence of fire.
Unlike Bogle, this magic has no limit on how many times it can be used. Its shortcoming is that spells are also required to complete the release, but it no longer needs to mobilize the magic power in the body, and when using powerful spells, it can even save some gestures to outline runes, which nearly doubles the ability to use spells.
"Bolan, have your hands and feet grown again?" Malette said in a rumbling voice, "It seems that the alchemist is really amazing, and he can renew your limbs, but do you think it is really possible for you to defeat me?"
"duel!"
The black warrior spat out icy words, and his hoarse voice shook off the frost all over the sky in the swaying wind.
Kevin Biers was about to speak, but Marit stopped him: "He wants to fight me, just watch and don't interfere."
"You have to be careful that this is Xiu Yiglier's trick. He robbed the Spark Prison and released the Six Heavenly Kings. They may be watching us in the dark now, so you can't be too careless." Kevin Biers reminded. In any case, he didn't want anything wrong with Marlette.
"That's why I need you to help me guard the four directions. No one knows what he's doing in the dark." Malatt also replied coldly, his eyes fixed on the black warrior, and he also unstoppably released the flames of hatred.
In his life, Marit had no children, only one nephew, who died under Boland's sword.
Just because of a woman, this bastard killed his nephew and took away what he had been looking for all his life. Even though he was imprisoned and tortured, he still refused to speak.
Not for anything else, just to make yourself sad.
Bolan hated him, why didn't he hate Bolan?
Now that Maritt said so, Kevin Biers and others could only retreat and leave.
Around the entire City Lord's Mansion, a huge blank area was formed.
There are only two people standing here.
Darth Vader and Archmage Marit.
A cloud of flames hovered above Marit's head, and a faint mask reappeared around Maritt.
A fourth-level spell of light, the body of light.
The body of light can shield all energy fluctuations within a fixed period of time, forming a magic insulation effect. It is a very effective anti-magic spell. Unlike most magic defense methods, there is almost no way to break its defense during the effective period of the body of light. There are no more than three known spells that can break the body of light, and each of them is a super powerful existence.
But one of the biggest problems with the Body of Light is that if the magician uses this spell, the magician himself will not be able to use any spells. Because the energy shielding of the body of light is bidirectional, it cannot be blocked in one direction.
This is the reason why with its super strong defense ability, its rank is only four.
For the vast majority of wizards, it's not practical.
But for Marit, there is no better defense than this spell.
And all this lies in the fire spell he created himself: the essence of fire.
Grabbing with one arm in the air, Marit reached into the flame cloud above his head with his right hand, just like grabbing a piece of cotton candy, and forced a ball of fire from above.
Looking at the ball of fire in Marit's hand, the deep red eyes under the iron face soared, as if recalling the most painful moment in memory.
"Bolan, if you want to duel, I will fight with you!" Malette's voice rumbled, completely unlike the characteristics that a mage should have.
"Burn, the source of my angry flame... the flame shock wave!" Mallet raised his head to the sky and roared.
The fireball in his hand suddenly soared into flames, Marit swung wildly at the Darth Vader with one hand, and a ferocious flame spewed out from his palm like a fire dragon.
Fire Spell: Flame Shockwave.
This is Malite's unique way of casting spells. First, he condenses the fire magic power of his whole body out of the body with the self-created magic fire essence to form a materialized magic power source, and then uses the super-defensive light body to protect himself with the strongest defense. Since the fire essence directly suspends his magic power outside his body, he is not affected by the energy blocking of the light body in the condensed magic power and releasing spells. In the end, he directly grabbed the magic source formed by his own magic power to release spells, thus possessing a powerful offensive and defensive system.
In terms of casting speed, the fire spirit may be much slower than using the memory ring, but in terms of the comprehensive ability of attacking and defending, Marit can be said to be the most powerful mage outside the sanctuary, and even the other three seventh-level mages cannot match him in this aspect. Of course, each has its own unique strengths.
It is also for this reason that Malatt does not have a memory ring, because it is useless to his fighting style. The memory ring worn on the finger can only be affected by the body of light, and cannot cast any spells.
At this moment, the huge stream of flames rushed towards the black warrior in front of him roaring, trying to engulf him in the raging flames in a state of devouring everything.
All the onlookers heaved a sigh of relief at this blow that was overwhelming.
However, the next moment, the situation changed drastically.
The vortex surrounding the black warrior suddenly spread out, forming a large piece of cold and damp cold air that condensed around the black warrior, turned into a hazy black mist, and fell on the black warrior, forming black ice strips with a cold and dark brilliance.
Layers of frost armor covered the Black Warrior, forming a huge ice shell. The wild fire dragon hit the iceberg, and the flames and ice blended. With a magnetic sound, a large cloud of mist evaporated in the air, filling everyone's sight.
The next moment, a sharp and long howl flashed, and people only saw a bright sword light piercing the sky, fiercely stabbing at Marit's position.
In the steaming clouds, Marit roared again and again, yelling angrily and slightly frightened: "Dark Frost? How could you use Dark Frost?"
Dark Frost.
A legendary spell that uses the power of darkness in a frozen and frozen way. It can be used for offense or defense, and it has powerful power.
This is a kind of spell that combines two series of dark magic and water-type ice branch magic. Unless a mage is a master of both dark magic and water-type magic, and has mastered the ability to use double spells, only the magic circle can produce effects.
And Bolan, how could he have such a spell?
Kevin Beers and Garrick Inston, who were watching, looked at each other, and a word came out of their mouths at the same time: "Magic pattern."
They immediately realized the source of this magic power.
There was a trace of coldness at the corner of his mouth, and Kevin Biers said in a low voice, "Hugh Igles is more valuable than I imagined, and he gave that enough power."
"However, it's a pity that he was no match for Malette ten years ago. Ten years later, Malette is even stronger. Dark Frost alone may not be enough." Garrick Inston replied.
"So what if... he doesn't have this hand?" Kevin Biers asked leisurely.
"We're not dead, are we? No matter what, this guy can't be allowed to. Everyone else can die, Mallet . . . all right," Garrick replied.
Yes, there's nothing wrong with Marlette.
In the Lance Empire, there are only two sanctuary mages, four seventh-level mages, and fourteen sixth-level mages.
Xiu Yiglier had already killed two sixth-level archmages, causing serious trauma to the empire. In any case, Xiu Yi could not be allowed to succeed again.
Kevin Beers and Garrick Inston watched the battle cautiously, and behind them, some new strong players gathered.
Land Warrior Danny Jena, a student of Kevin Beals.
Sea Warrior Craig Kemp, Garrick Inston's student.
The fifth-level water mage Gary Beavis, a student of Leo Bogle.
There is also Adam Otten, a warrior of land, and Alec Hanley and Cressida Kirk, two warriors of the sea.
Not far from them, Raschel, Chakle, and Bailey watched all this coldly, as if what was happening at this moment had nothing to do with them.
"Are you sure you don't want to get involved in this matter?" Chakle asked with some doubts.
"The mission Your Majesty gave me is to find him and arrest him, not my responsibility. I will not take any further action until I find out the weakness of Hugh Iglesel." Raschel replied.
He looked at Chakle: "Breaking the Spark Prison, rescuing the Six Heavenly Kings, and creating the Black Samurai, Hugh Iglesia will never lack for surprising me. Don't you think this is very interesting? He has always been intriguing and plotting countless times, and today he suddenly stood up and challenged us head-on?"
"I don't think so." Chakle replied coldly.
"If a guy who has always been hiding in a dark corner and throwing cold arrows suddenly stands up, it usually means two things: one, he is crazy. Two, he is absolutely sure." Raschel replied solemnly: "Obviously, Huey is indeed a lunatic, but he is a rational lunatic. Such a person is undoubtedly the most terrifying. I think this time, Malette is really going to suffer."
"No matter how powerful a person is, they will eventually die. As long as the empire exists, new powerful people will continue to emerge. Even if Xiu Yiglaer kills all the strong people, ten or twenty years later, the empire will still have as many strong people as there should be." Chakle replied coldly.
"Exactly," Raschel muttered.
They watched intently.
As for Earl Anfleet on the other side, after the initial nervousness, he gradually calmed down.
He suddenly realized that the new successor was dead, and what happened in Royo City had nothing to do with him.
If Marit died, the city of Royo would be in chaos, but he was the only one who could call on everyone to resolve the chaos.
Maybe I can take the opportunity to re-establish my prestige and image.
It seems that it may not be a good thing for myself.
As for the emperor's anger... a character that even a majestic seventh-level archmage can't resist, what can he do as a small city lord?
The important thing is that the dead are always the most suitable to take the blame, especially such strong people who don't know how to behave, are arrogant, and countless people have long been dissatisfied with them.
Maybe I should prepare now, that might be the way to keep his official position.
At the moment when Malatt and the Black Warrior started a fierce battle, Kevin Biers, Raschel, and Earl Anfleet had already formed three forces.
Some people look forward to watching the excitement, some people want to save Marit, and some people hope that the more chaos the better under this situation.
The Lance Empire is certainly powerful.
But at the same time, people may not be in harmony with each other.
Everyone has their own calculations, no matter how arrogant and powerful the strong are, it is impossible to control the selfish desires deep in the hearts of others.
No one noticed that on Bailey's shoulder, a small surveillance eye was watching all of this. Around the entire duel area, dozens of scout bees were flying quietly. Even in the crippled eye socket of the Black Warrior, the Evening Mist Crystal was also constantly transmitting the collected information to a certain corner of the city.
Hugh Igles stood with his hands behind his back, and a row of more than ten crystal balls sent images from different angles to his eyes at the same time.
Xiu Yi's brain is running at high speed, constantly measuring, analyzing gains and losses...
Behind him, Buckler and others stood with their heads held high, waiting for his order.
After a long time, Xiu Yi said: "It's almost time, next...it's time for us to go out."
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