Chapter 114: The Professionalism of Magic
Before Edward Hugh could figure out what it was, the dome of the hall burst with a bang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The sea poured in through a hole above, creating a huge column of sand and gravel, aquatic weeds, shells, and all kinds of fish.
There is also a mage.
Luca's head and feet were swept in by the sea, and his hands and feet were waved wildly, and he finally spun around half a circle before hitting the ground, avoiding the doom of landing his face on the ground first.
Fortunately, the shrimp surfaced to ventilate just now, otherwise if the killer whales also came in from this hole, it would probably be difficult to save their lives.
Lukka got up from the ground, cushioned by the bubble technique, he was not injured, even the clothes on his body were still dry.
Then, he looked up and found his crew, and the attached knight lord.
The four people who were still tense just now were now rushed in four different directions by the sea, although they were embarrassed, but the distance between them allowed them to temporarily get rid of the state of cannibalism.
Edward Hugh was also drenched, he wiped a handful of seawater from his face, and his eyes widened: "You are still alive?!"
As he spoke, he raised his scimitar, although he had the power of the ancient magic circle around him, but after years of habit, his first reaction was still to solve the problem with a sharp blade.
"Wait a minute!" Lukka raised his right hand and made a traffic command stop, "If you don't want to be drowned, let me plug that hole before I hit it!"
"Huh?" Edward Hugh hesitated for a moment, and Lukka had already raised his hand to release a wall of ice, but not at Edward Hugh, but at the hole above.
The effect of the spell almost completely blocked the hole, except for a few trickles at the edges. In the sea in winter, the ice wall should last a long time.
"Alright, now it's our turn to fight. But can you tell me what you did to my crew?" Luca's voice was very flat, but if a companion who knew him well had heard it, he would have known that this tone of voice, which was completely different from his usual seriousness, indicated that his anger had reached its peak.
The companions who had been swept into the corner by the sea, with aquatic plants on their faces, were still waving their weapons in a random whisper.
"Hah!" laughed Edward Hugh, "you want to know?"
He waved his hand, and the patterns on the ground glowed blinding white again. This power seems to be being used more and more easily by Edward Hugh.
Luca's eyes were white, and he felt the power, and suddenly found it extremely familiar.
Among the six magic factions, the one he used the most and the most easily was the illusion magic. And the power that surrounded him now pulsated with the same melody that flowed through his fingertips every time he used his illusion-based magic.
Is this going to pull me into a hallucination?, Lukka thought, he knew the power too well.
Sure enough, in a moment, the white light in front of his eyes disappeared. Lukka found himself standing on a pitch black earth without any undulations.
It turned out to be a spirit starry sky? He almost burst out laughing. But in this illusion, there is only an inky night sky.
This was the spiritual starry sky when he hadn't gotten rid of the influence of blood magic and hadn't even lit up the first star. That time, it should have been the closest he came to death.
This is the purpose of illusion: to use the fear closest to death to make people lose their minds and fall into madness.
However, the spiritual starry sky in the illusion is still the spiritual starry sky. Lukka lost count of how many times he had traveled between here and the captain's chamber of the Silent Reaper. If there is a place where he is most familiar with coming and going, it must be this place.
Just close his eyes and exhale softly, and Lukka ends his meditative state.
In front of him, it was still the same ancient ruin, and Edward Hugh was smirking smugly, waiting to see his ugliness.
Lukka didn't look up, his gaze drawn to the white light of the lines on the ground.
Now, the lights could no longer deceive him.
He walked along the line to the back of the temple, circled around, and got a full view of the ancient circle. Although this pattern is not exactly the same as his illusion magic, the principle in the middle is basically the same, and even if you look at the appearance, Lukka can see that the two are inextricably linked.
He came to the heart of the ancient circle, where Edward Hugh had stood at the beginning of it all.
On that circle, the rainbow halo that used to emanate is now attached to the pirate lord's body.
For Luca, though, it's not a problem.
Edward Hugh could not see the flow of magic in this circle.
Lukka stretched out his right hand and gently picked it at the only node in the circle, and the flow of mana suddenly reversed!
Unrealised by Edward Hugh, his opponent had escaped his illusion.
Watching Lukka pacing back and forth in the temple for a while, talking to himself for a while, those who are in a deep illusion are in this state, the island lord is very relaxed, he didn't expect that this is Luca's normal state.
It wasn't until Lukka reached out and flicked the moment that Edward Hugh realized something was wrong.
The power that filled his side, with the slight movement of Luka's fingers, quickly retreated as when he came, and after circling around the circle, the rainbow-like halo steadily closed in Luka's palm.
"Magic is dangerous, don't try it casually for non-professionals. Lukka clenched his hands into fists, and the white light on the lines of the ground shone one last before it faded cleanly.
In the direction of the hall, Ollie's voice full of doubts could be heard in the distance: "What happened just now?
Edward Hugh had no way out, and he swung his scimitar and began to attack.
In terms of the ability to fight with cold weapons, Lukka is obviously far behind. He didn't intend to be a hand-to-hand mage, so he simply released the magic power he had just collected with his backhand.
Edward Hugh finally fell into a vision.
But what Lukka didn't expect was that how could the other party have stronger attack power in the illusion than when he was awake?
Edward Hugh's scimitar was faster than the other, and harder than the other. There was a crazy light in his eyes, perhaps, madness, is the normal state of the island lord, right?
The diamond skin on Luca's body had already been consumed in the previous wrestling with the stone pillar, and before the other party could find the right direction, he pulled out his legs and ran out.
It's better to leave the physical work of hand-to-hand combat to Ollie.
As soon as he ran two steps, Lukka collided head-on with his companion, who had just regained consciousness and had arrived in a hurry.
With a bang, a dragon egg fell from the cloth pocket Nora was carrying.