Ted's body is on a post-cast cooldown, and he needs time to adjust his mental state back to a good state before he can cast the next spell, and this adjustment time is also known as the mage's cast interval.

The mage couldn't pour out his magical energy. Long-term meditation and spellcasting skills may help the Mage increase the cast speed and shorten the time between casts, but the interval will still be long.

Victor was superior to him in this regard. The dragon vein mage city lord continued to cast his spell at this moment, and the dragon claw staff pointed forward with the chant in his mouth, and the humming magic energy was suddenly shaped into two different spells.

This benefits from his soul gift, "Double Cast".

Castaño's soul talent is a gift from Vaughns to all living beings, and it will gradually awaken when the character's total level exceeds 30, and the double spell casting is a typical spellcasting talent.

This soul talent allows the caster to cast two spells at the same time at the cost of consuming double the spell slots - for example, you can blast two fireballs at your enemies at once, but since fireballs are 3-ring spells, this cast will consume 4 3-ring spell slots on you.

Regardless of the merits, Victor's "Double Spellcast" and Draco's "Time Stop" each have their own benefits. For the elven swordsman who cultivated both material and magic, the ability to control time gave him a higher margin for error and more flexible creativity in his battles. For this powerful pure mage, the "Time Stop" spell of the 9-ring change system is a power that he can master sooner or later, so double casting is beneficial to enrich his spellcasting methods.

Just like right now, the two spells he cast at the same time consisted of a "magic missile" and a "high-level disarming magic" one after the other.

Magic Missile is known as the "bow and arrow" of low-level mages, and this kind of 1-ring plastic energy spell, which is almost the most basic for formal mages, is often no longer welcomed by many middle and high-level mages, but Victor still always reserves one or two 1-ring spell slots in his head for this kind of "rookie spell".

When he was an apprentice, he was mentored by a legendary mage who benefited him so much that he still remembers what he once said to himself: "There are no useless spells, only useless mages." ”

Yes, there are no useless spells, only useless mages.

The mage's greatest weakness is not his fragile stature, but his arrogance.

Victor didn't dare to admit that he was absolutely humble, after all, any kind of life would be more or less proud of his achievements when he reached his current level of strength, but he could at least swear with a clear conscience that he had never despised the role of any kind of spell.

Even the magic missile, when it hit Ted Hearst with a burst of crackling sounds, it succeeded in inducing the latter's pre-set contingency spell.

The psionic mage's stone skin and spell shield were exactly the same self-preservation options as Victor's.

Ted's spell shield was wasted on a paltry magic missile, and the stony skin that rose up could be used to deal with the physical interference of the summoned creatures, but it was a pity that Victor didn't seem to plan to play summoning flow tactics with him in this duel.

The ballistic ball of light of "Advanced Disarming Magic" followed, and with a brush, it also cleaned the only remaining layer of stone skin on his body.

So the state of the two sides seems to be back to the beginning in the blink of an eye, the difference is that Victor still has a layer of stone skin on his body.

However, Ted realized something more serious than that. As far as he knew, Victor still had at least three 9-ring spell slots, which he had quietly summarized in the days he had followed the former.

His original battle plan was to attack, and he knew that it was not a wise choice to compete with the number of spell slots.

It's a pity that the plan of the Spirit Sucking Monster Mage has failed, his weakness is as the opponent he is facing at the moment said, impatient, eager for quick success, and even the way of casting spells is always to pursue the result of killing the enemy as soon as possible, so it is easy to neglect the tug-of-war process in the middle.

This way of dealing with the process, which was always subconsciously neglected by him, led to his disadvantage at the moment.

Ted then roughly estimated the interval between Victor's spells, and his mental toughness supported his will, so that he did not give up the pursuit of victory in this duel, just as he had relied on his obsession with knowledge to get all the way to the present.

A journey full of hardships and ironies - as an intellectually advanced psychic monster, he is an outlier among his fellow citizens, easily irritable, and not even highly skilled in magic, and sometimes takes days to memorize spellcasting moves that other mages can master in a day.

His flaws made him thirsty for knowledge stronger than any of his peers. He wanted to be a mage, but not just the dumbest and most lame mage, but the most powerful and knowledgeable mage.

It was his dream—a dream, or ambition, that he would achieve even by any means.

The knowledge of the evil god led him to see a shortcut to his dreams. In order to take that shortcut, he tried to think of the formula for victory, and then made a temporary plan in the limited time he had to think, and the black snake staff in his hand began to cast a teleportation spell.

Teleportation can be used in a wide variety of ways, from adjusting a mage's position on the battlefield in time to escaping to save their lives.

Ted wanted Victor to think he wanted to escape. The two milky white eyes in its orbit that seemed to be blended with the whites of its eyes stared at the dragon vein mage's next move, and thought to himself:

"He must have been able to recognize and anticipate my teleportation and try to stop me...... And this is my chance! ”

Victedo's actions did not disappoint him. The Dragon Vein Mage easily saw through the teleportation spell he was about to cast, and immediately raised his hand in response to the past "Dimensional Anchor" and the "Death Finger" from the double cast.

As a mage in the transcendent realm, his strength is between the ordinary limit and the legendary level, and the inventory of spell slots is far more than that of ordinary high-level mages.

The emerald green magic rays then carried the power of sealing the space, forcibly "locking" Ted who was trying to perform the teleportation spell in place.

Death's finger followed, striking his blue-robed body.

The Spirit Sucking Mage felt the Grim Reaper's scythe cut through an invisible gap in his body, and the energy of life flowed through it, and the pain of facing death forced him to tense every muscle in his body.

Tenacity – He desperately needs the tenacity of his body to avoid immediate death!

It was another gamble on his. His magical qualifications are far from the reputation of a genius, but fortunately, his physique is very good among many mages.

So in the next second, Ted's body painfully bent into a bow. The strength of his body helped him withstand the nirvana of the Finger of Death, and luck briefly stood by his side in this difficult time.

He didn't die.

Slightly surprised, Victor exhaled from his helmet, and suddenly saw the body of the Spirit Sucker swelling and mutating deformably after being hit by the negative energy of magic, and the black snake staff in his hand shot another magic ball of light at him at the same time.

It was a "cracking technique" stored in that staff, which targeted the elimination of the magic stone skin that remained on his body.

Ted Hearst's transformation was soon completed. His soul talent is as ironic as his magical aptitude, and his innate ability called "Bladed Limb" has made his body full of blades at the moment, especially the four octopus tentacles in front of his mouth that have become like two large scissors stacked on top of each other.

It's scary to look at.

But he said in his heart that this chicken rib's talent is not as good as performing a Tamson Transfiguration Technique......

But forget it, this ability is not an informal spell cast, and it does not conflict with your own spell interval.

Thinking about it, the desperate Psionic Mage gave up his method of casting a spell and kicked forward with his feet on the floor of the guild's basement. Like Tamsyn's Transfiguration, Bladed Limb greatly strengthened his strength, agility, and physique, causing his body to instantly hit Victedo like a cannonball, and four sharp scissor tentacles suddenly opened to aim at the iron helmet on the latter's head.

The cracking technique just now is a foreshadowing for this moment.

He said in his heart that it was finally over...... Victor had always concealed his face under the helmet, and had never shown it to himself once, and the comical-looking tin helmet never took off as if it had grown around his neck.

So, what about the expression under your helmet now? Fear? Panic? Surprise? Or are you already overwhelmed?

Ted was desperate to cut his helmet open, then plunge his tentacles under his skull to suck his marrow and absorb the magical knowledge that belonged to a transcendent mage.

Victor was still in his own casting interval at the moment, and the use of magic items also took time, and he was not worried that his attack would be hindered by the hell in this short moment.

And then there was no unexpected hindrance - Ted Hearst watched as the four tentacles of his razor-sharp blade shredded through the helmet, and the metal iron peel split open in front of his milky pupils at this close distance, revealing the helmet hidden inside...... A beam of liberated sight.

The majestic sight, the great sense of oppression, as if the weight of a hill was suddenly against his heart!

The Spirit Sucking Mage was shocked.

His eyes widened, and the bladed tentacles that should have continued to cut were suddenly unable to move as if they had been immobilized, and even physical inertia could not push his body forward to complete this set of attacks.

Correspondingly, the face of the dragon vein mage was reflected in his pupils. It may have been a little hard to believe, but he was sure that he was right, the creature in front of him was a dragon—

No, not a complete dragon, to be exact.

And just a dragon head!

A dragon head that replaced a human head, with brass scales, angular bone outlines, and eyes as hot as molten metal balls, although the size of the head and the proportions of the body were not too exaggerated, it still looked as if it had been forcibly welded by some strange force.

This is definitely not a little dragon man...... It's definitely not the kind of race of descendants born of a female dragon mixed with humans!

What the hell is he?!

Ted had never imagined such an outrageous situation, which was beyond his knowledge and shocked him in shock.

Victor looked directly at Ted's octopus head, was silent for half a second, and then aimed at the latter's face and opened his inhuman mouth, "Boom! With a bang, a fiery cone of flame erupted......