Chapter 63: Genius
The people in the way are finally gone. Abel thought to himself.
Although three of his teammates must have quite a bit of opinions about him and do not understand why this "madman" would do such a stupid thing.
Yes, stupid indeed.
Probably in anyone's mind.
Crazy and crazy, even the family can't stand themselves.
Able remembers the strange look in everyone's eyes, the scolding of the family, and the stunned "fiancée" when he attended his engagement party when he was nine years old.
Isn't it just that you don't have formal clothes to attend the banquet?
What boring aristocratic etiquette.
To this day, Abel still thinks so.
In fact, what Abel did was not as simple as he said.
Back then, he was not just as simple as casual clothes, but more importantly, he went to the banquet with a chicken nest head and big black circles under his eyes, the little girl who had been educated by the aristocratic elite since she was a child was still imagining how handsome and chic her fiancé should be, and the cruel reality pierced the girl's magnificent dream at the next moment.
The family laughed and struggled to persuade the other family to decide to stay.
Then they saw something even more powerful.
Banquets in high society were mostly used for socializing and serving some political purpose. But Abel was unaware of this, and for him food was of no use if it was not used to fill his stomach.
The wolf vomited, and Elbel, who was preoccupied with food, successfully walked away from his marriage partner.
There are countless incidents like this, if it weren't for being the eldest son of the family, he might have been kicked out of the family door a long time ago, and the family's patience with him was completely exhausted.
Completely disappointed, the family eventually sent him to the north, and asked him to participate in the family's business in the northland, in fact, everyone knew that Able had been abandoned by the family, but because of his status as the eldest son, he was still arranged to have a rich idle position.
Able was well aware of the family's intentions, and although he disdained the boring manners of the nobility, the family's decision still left him a little frustrated.
However, on the other hand, it also means that he can finally get rid of the shackles of the family, as the eldest young master from the family base camp, the person in charge of the northern land naturally offered him carefully, for fear that Able would provoke himself.
The entrance ceremony to the Royal Academy of Magic of Odin reinvigorates Abel's mind.
He's a guy who can't be idle.
When he was a child, his family had tested him for his qualifications as a magician, and there was no doubt that Able was a genius among wizards, and if it weren't for his poor personality, he would have been raised as the heir to the family.
Although the family eliminated him from the center of power, they never treated him badly on the path of magic, and even if he didn't become the head of the family, it would benefit the family a lot if Abel became a high-level spellcaster.
That's why Abel is far ahead of his peers, and it's no surprise that he's so successful with his talent, hard work, and background.
But this guy in front of him ......
Able couldn't see it at all.
What Ivan accomplished seemed like a story to Abel, a novice magician a moment ago, and it didn't take long for him to reach his current level.
"Warlock. ”
So let me see what's so special about you.
Abel's mage robes began to dance with the arcane energy surging around him, and the flames behind him burned the air around him.
The crimson storm enveloped Ivan, and in the midst of the storm, Ivan's body gradually blurred.
Of the most common spatial movement spells used by mages, phase movement is the most expensive but also the fastest-moving instantaneous spell. Teleportation requires some preparation, and the chanting of the spell is much more complicated. Shapeshifter, on the other hand, is much more advanced, and its brilliance lies in leaving an afterimage of itself in place to interfere with the enemy's judgment.
In other words, Ivan had long since left the range of Abel's spells.
Abel is best at the fire element in elemental spells, just because he thinks the burning flames are more domineering, and he has given himself the nickname of the second middle - "arrogant fire dragon heart".
Although this nickname has too many slots, after all, he has indeed studied fire magic very thoroughly, and if Ivan wants to find a breakthrough, he naturally has to start with the water element spell that he is not very good at.
Frost Ray, the biggest advantage of this spell is that after chanting all the spells, you can cast two spells, and the second part is often used as a spell prepared in advance to deal with unexpected situations.
The dark blue rays of frosty energy were not afraid of the flames dancing around, and the first ray collided with the flames and eventually turned into a faint mist in the air, but the second ray could drive straight into the air at this time.
Of course, this level of spell wouldn't have defeated Able so easily.
Ivan was only using him as a means of harassing Abel to cast spells.
Because, the real offensive is just about to begin.
The blessing of the spell torrent has not passed, and Ivan wants to take this opportunity to maximize his attack.
Lightning Arrows, Tongues of Fire, Ice Arrows, Wind Blades, mixed with some spells that had been prepared in advance when cleaning up Abel teammates, a large number of elemental spells exploded in unison at this moment.
The turbulence of the elements swept in, and Able clearly did not expect Ivan to have so many spells ready.
Flames and thunder raged, winds raged, the earth shattered, and Able's shield seemed crumbling and precarious in the face of so many spells.
Low-level mages' spatial movement spells often have a limited distance, and a large number of spells are pouring in, and it is absolutely impossible for Able to dodge all the spells even if he moves in phase, and he will waste a lot of mana, and after two big battles, he does not have a lot of mana left, so the most correct thing to do at this time is to use protective spells to forcibly survive this menacing spell group bombardment.
However, there is another way to do it.
Attack against attack and completely defeat the opponent with your own spells!
A maniacal grin spread across Able's face.
That's right, that's it, that's what makes him happy.
Come on, Ivan! Let's battle it out here!
"Transfiguration Fire, Nine Flame Dragon Flash."
Ivan seemed to see a dragon formed by flames rising from the ground, and unlike the dragon's breath, this dragon gave him the feeling that was real!
The furious flame elemental swallowed up almost all the other elements around him, and Ivan could only see the red color between heaven and earth, and everything around him seemed to be consumed by the flames. An overwhelming blast of fire rushed towards Ivan.
Ivan felt extremely weak at the moment.
How is this possible?
The level of this kind of spell is definitely impossible for a magic apprentice like Ivan and Able to cast, and this level is by no means inferior even if it is comparable to a sixth-level spell!
Nine flames erupted from behind Able in the form of dragons, and they roared and rushed towards Ivan......
Inside the Golden Ivory Tavern in King Odin.
The boss grinned and counted the gold coins in his hand.
Since the collapse of the Scarlet Rose, Golden Ivory has become one of the hottest taverns in the city.
Of course, the tavern business is not the whole story, in fact, it is the secret business that doubles his net worth.
"Big Golden Tooth, how is the thing I asked you to do?"
The Great Golden Tooth is the owner of the Golden Ivory Tavern.
"Don't worry, butcher boss, you can rest assured that I will do something."
The strong man opposite the big gold tooth had a long scar across his entire face, like a centipede, which made people feel terrified.
He is the butcher, the boss of the butcher gang, one of the three underground forces in the royal city, and the bloody executioner.
"Well, if things go wrong, you know." The butcher sneered, his face becoming more and more hideous.
Cold sweat ran across the face of the big golden tooth, there would be no one in the Butcher's Horror King City who did not know, and there was something behind the butcher that made him even more afraid.
"Roy, how did I tell you before I left?" The butcher turned to the man who had been standing behind him since the beginning of the year.
"Kathrot and Hawthorne seem to have joined forces, and they have been blocking us from taking the chassis of the Holy See."
"You mean we didn't take that commercial area, did you?"
"The subordinates are incompetent."
"Roy, you've been with me for so long, you know what I hate the most, right?"
The man named Roy swallowed, and he looked at the butcher with some fear.
The butcher's face was hidden in the shadows, and Roy couldn't read the butcher's expression at all.
But he understands, understands the butcher's way of doing things.
That's why he's afraid!
The wine glass on the table was raised by the butcher, who slowly poured the golden liquid out of it with the mouth facing down.
The drink was pouring down Roy's head, Roy's body was shaking, and the atmosphere of the room almost suffocated him.
"You know what I mean." The butcher leaned forward, and Roy was able to make eye contact with the butcher.
"I'll give you an ultimatum, if you haven't been able to do what I've told you to do, then the next time you'll be left with blood."
What was contained in the butcher's dark yellow eyes, Roy knew very well.
Small Theatre:
Ivan: "Am I the protagonist or are you the protagonist?" ”
Abel: "I am the author's own son. ”
Ivan: "......"
Stern" cried. ”
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