For the people of the world, magicians are a very mysterious profession, and as the strongest of magicians, the great magician is comparable to the existence of gods in the eyes of the world.

In the entire world, few people have the opportunity to witness the duel between the Great Magus.

The Grand Magister, in many cases, exists only as an integral part of a country's strategic deterrent force.

As a last resort, there is no country in the whole continent that wants the two Great Magisters to do something against each other and bear the uncontrollable and terrible consequences that will be brought about by this.

In fact, even the Grand Magus themselves don't like to compete with each other, and in most cases, it is an activity that far outweighs the benefits.

Since the Battle of Dawn, there have been more than 500 duels between sword saints in the entire continent, and there are 100 that have finally been recorded in the history of various countries.

As a representative of the peak power of the mage, there are only a few dozen encounters between the mages in the historical record.

This also shows how terrifying the power of the Great Magus is!

Not only those soldiers who watched the battle, but Othello, who was on the main battlefield, was also shocked at the moment.

Decades of pampering have regressed Othello's magical abilities, but even so, as an archmage, he still has the capital to surpass almost all magicians in the world.

But what shocked him and a little desperate was that this black magician of unknown origin showed far more strength in the competition than Othello expected.

Whether it is the accumulation of mana, combat experience, spell-casting skills, or the type and amount of magic mastered, this black mage has crushed the leader of the Imperial Magic Guild in all directions, wide domains, multiple levels, and no dead ends.

Younas had so many magic at his fingertips, and Othello, as a magister, couldn't even name it.

Blow after blow, Othello has already developed thoughts of doubting life.

He felt that he and the other party did not seem to be the same dimensional existence at all.

"Tsk, I can't imagine that half a century has passed, and the Magus of the Holy Empire has become so watery. ”

Younas sneered as he overpowered Othello, "You're a far cry from Cizeriel, you know, Joey is on par with me even if he doesn't have a wand in his hand." ”

Othello didn't hear this, and he was busy fending off the necromancy that Younas had used on him--- withering.

"Who the hell are you?" Othello said with some difficulty, holding up a high-level spell shield, "Radiance, how could His Majesty the Pope let such an evil and terrible dark mage like you go unpunished?"

"Your Majesty the Pope used to be my classmate, and even half a friend. ”

Younas narrowed his eyes, "Of course he wanted to kill me, he tried once outside of Daybreak City, but unfortunately he let me escape in the end, so do you think I'm the same kind of waste as those who were burned to death in the dungeons of the Inquisition?"

The amount of information in this passage was so great that Othello felt that his mind seemed to be running out of his head.

But he still caught the key word, "Impossible, how can an evil and ugly black magician like you have anything to do with the Supreme Magic Holy Land?"

For the magicians of the continent of Icadia, the City of Dawn is an incomparably sacred, incomparably noble place of legend, just as the Great Temple of Radiance holds its place in the hearts of believers.

"Do the boring values of good and evil, defined by the world, make sense to a magician who has spent his life searching for strength and truth?"

A rich black color appeared in Younas's hands, "I can't even figure out this truth, it's true that I've lived for a hundred years in vain, but it doesn't matter, after becoming a lich, you have time to think." ”

The Scourge Crystal spewed out a ray of red light that fused with the dark energy in Younas's hand to form a huge ball of light.

Othello's old palm holding the crystal staff trembled uncontrollably, and from this light, he recognized an aura that did not belong to this plane, and that aura was so powerful that it made any plane of order feel fear.

That's the forces of chaos from the abyss!

Othello now confirmed that the magician standing in front of him was a human-type demon at all.

"The brilliance is on top. The old mage muttered to himself, and the moment he saw this red-black ball of light, he knew that Younas was right.

This magic called [Dark Sacrifice] was only circulated in the Middle Ages, and after the establishment of the Radiant Holy See, under the severe crackdown of the Holy See, this ancient evil spell was lost thousands of years ago.

Those who can reproduce the ancient spells of [Dark Sacrifice] that are not recorded in any of the continent's orthodox magic texts from the dust of history can only be those magical geniuses who have practiced in the City of Dawn in history.

Othello finally gave up the idea of defeating Younas, the other party is indeed not on the same level as himself at all, the victory or defeat has been doomed from the beginning, only he has been kept in the dark.

At this moment, the old mage began to regret why he had been obsessed with power and wealth for so many years, and had given up his magical practice many years ago, so that he had been stagnant since becoming a mage.

It's a pity that when he understood this truth, he was already in his twilight years, and there was no possibility of starting again.

Time is the fairest and coldest existence in the dimensional universe.

"Souls hovering on the brink of life and death, melt your flesh into darkness, break free from this humble mortal body, and engrave the oath of eternal life at the end of the abyss. ”

The black-robed mage closed his eyes and recited this incomparably pleasing and wonderful chapter in his eyes with an expression of enjoyment and a deep tone.

With the sound of incantations, the red-black ball of light turned into a hazy light and spread, reflecting a sinful world of magma flowing and full of chaos and slaughter.

The old mage felt his spirit begin to blur, as if he was standing in this terrible world, the eyes of countless abyssal beasts watching him.

However, there is still a bit of clarity in consciousness.

Othello let out a clear whistle, and an arc of lightning struck his fingertips on his body, causing him to wake up from the hallucinations created by the Dark Sacrifice.

At the same time, the ornate robes on his body emitted a brilliant arcane glow from the inside out.

The crystal staff suddenly burst out with a ball of light comparable to the sun, and then shattered, and powerful magic erupted from the space where the crystal was originally located, and the expensive purple wooden staff body was torn to pieces in an instant.

At the cost of the legendary staff, burning all his spiritual power, Othello broke through the limits of his years of life and death, mobilizing unprecedented magical power.

A thick pillar of energy shot towards the red and black curtain of light, colliding with the abyssal aura mixed in it.

Over the plains of Olympia, a magnificent light suddenly shone brightly, and the storm formed by the energy roared past, rushing into the distance

A mountain peak on the edge of the plain brushed shoulders with this powerful magical force, and the whole mountain trembled, countless trees were uprooted by the wind, and the rocks were torn apart like fragile building blocks.

As the light gradually dimmed, it was faintly visible, and in the sky, the figure of the old mage fell diagonally in the direction where Olympia City was, appearing a little sluggish.

"It's a pity!" Younas said nonchalantly, his black robe torn open by the energy storm with dozens of cracks, but the "damage" was almost negligible compared to the movement it caused.

At the last moment, Othello, who was badly damaged, managed to transfer himself out with the teleportation magic items on his body, and although his vitality was greatly damaged, he survived after all, and was not turned into a lich by the [Dark Sacrifice].

But after this battle, Othello can no longer regain his former strength, and the top ten magus will be one less from now on.

Single-handedly, the removal of a magus from the continent may be a very brilliant achievement, but Younas doesn't care about that, he even finds the process boring.

The geniuses who came out of the City of Dawn never took the worldly archmage seriously, even the great mage who looked like a god in the eyes of the world.

In the eyes of those who have seen the vast starry sky, no matter how majestic the famous mountains and rivers are, they always seem humble.

But when Younas's gaze fell on the boy above the arena, it became hot again, as if he saw the starry sky he had been pursuing for years.

"This time, you can't leave. The black-robed mage let out a sneer and turned and flew towards the top of the tower.