Chapter 30: The Ancient Mage

A spectacle appeared on the streets of Blackwater Fort. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The magicians, who have been nesting in the mage guild all the year round and are rarely seen, actually formed a mighty team of 100 people and marched towards the arena.

Countless curious citizens joined the queue to see what so many mages were trying to do. The team was rapidly expanding, spreading like a plague to the entire Blackwater Castle.

By the time Albert and Kyle walked to the arena, the team behind them had grown from 100 to 10,000.

Looking up, it was crowded with people, densely packed, and stretched all the way to the end of the street.

The arena is also known as the Colosseum, where not only is the battlefield between people, but also often the scene of man fighting beasts, or the battle between two beasts. In order to prevent one side from being forced into a corner, the five-meter-high wall was built in a circle. In the middle of the spacious open space were all kinds of weapons, which were intended for gladiators. There are many footprints of large animals on the ground, as well as blood stains that cannot be washed away, as if telling a bloody story that once happened.

After the Mage Guild had prepared, Kyle had a confident smile on his face. He stood in the middle of the arena and greeted the thousands of spectators (the space was limited, and there were no more than 10,000 seats), enjoying the feeling of being a star.

Albert stood calmly and calmly across from Kyle.

On the way here, he was told about Kyle's family history and repeatedly told him to be merciful.

Kyle's full name is Kyle Dandelion and he is one of the heirs of the Dandelion family. The Dandelion family is only a middle-class aristocratic family, and its patriarch is a hereditary baron. Yes, on the surface, it is. But in fact, even the prince had to give three points to the Dandelion Baron. Dandelion is known as the richest family of the human race, holding the economic lifeblood of the two empires. Someone once joked that if he mastered the wealth of the dandelion family, he ruled half of the human race.

"Can you start?" Albert looked at Kyle, who was overly excited, a little helpless.

"Shadow Ball!" Kyle suddenly retracted his smile and shook his hand, and a ball of dark attribute energy shot out.

Kyle didn't chant or use a wand that could speed up the condensation of the elements, much to Albert's shock. Caught off guard, he could only lie on the ground in embarrassment and roll to one side.

Albert was afraid of revealing his background, so he did not dare to cast spells instantly. But he couldn't figure out how Kyle's instantaneous magic did it.

When Albert stands up and sees the discarded scroll that Kyle threw on the ground, he finally finds the reason.

Instead of becoming an enchanter, some people who possess magical powers but are unable to perceive the elements have chosen another branch of magicians as a profession - runemasters.

Runes work similarly to enchantment, but they are different. Enchantments can only improve the performance of equipment or attach special attributes to it. Runes, on the other hand, can directly engrave magic on the parchment scroll, seal it, and summon magic as long as the magic power is activated.

However, just because there are more good things doesn't mean that the runes are better than the enchantments, and the flaws of the runes are almost as many as the good ones.

All rune scrolls are disposable, they will become invalid after use, and rune scrolls are expensive, and the more advanced the rune scroll, the more expensive the raw materials. As a result, most of the magic scrolls are burned with low-level magic, such as the three-star magic used by Kyle, the Shadow Ball. On top of that, the same amount of magic is required to activate the rune scroll, and many people who tried to use the rune scroll beyond the level have returned to the arms of the gods due to the magic backlash.

"Isn't it a foul to use a rune scroll?" Albert frowned.

"I have money, can you manage it? Kyle was triumphant, looking like a villain, and as he spoke, he smashed another scroll and summoned an earth-based magic shield. Then he took out the wand that was clipped to his waist and began to chant magic.

Albert's eyelids jumped, and the roots of his teeth itched with hatred.

It was the first time he had seen such a shameless person, and he even wanted to rush up and kick Kyle twice.

But Albert eventually held back, not wanting to expose his unusually strong melee ability. Albert, who had never studied magic, gestured with his hands and pretended to chant magic. Although there are hundreds of real magicians in the stands, there are many types of magic gestures, and there may be hundreds of gestures for the same magic, and he is not afraid of being recognized.

"Thunder and lightning!"

"Great Fireball!"

Swift lightning and furious fireballs appear almost simultaneously, but electric magic is known as the fastest magic and has an inherent advantage.

As soon as the fireball shot out, the thunderbolt had already slashed down. Albert had no choice but to give up control of the fireball and move two meters sideways, avoiding the thumb-thick lightning.

At this point, Albert was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood. Shadow Ball, Earth Spirit Shield, and the result is an electric mage, what the hell is this doing? Is there such a game? Can you still have a pleasant duel?

"Haha, I was deceived. Kyle burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face. But he was not slow at hand, and he crushed another scroll and swung out a wind blade as sharp as a knife.

Albert hurriedly bowed sideways to dodge the slash of the Wind Blade.

"The dodgeball tournament has begun, with the attacking players breaking through and the defending players in danger. Well, what a donkey rolling, very beautiful!" Kyle chattered as he pinched the scroll.

After a few moments, Kyle already had a dozen used discarded scrolls stacked next to him, but he didn't feel distressed at all.

"To be rich is to be capricious. ”

The spectators in the stands sighed that it was a low-level rune scroll worth a hundred gold coins.

"This kid is a disgrace to the ancient magicians. ”

The sudden sound of questioning made many magicians stunned, and then they showed a look of sudden realization. The elemental affinity is stronger than that of elves, and it is definitely not an ordinary person, and only an ancient mage who has fused the original magic mark can do it.

"It seems that the ancient mages are nothing remarkable. ”

The magicians were dismissive, and the argument grew louder and louder, even reaching Albert's ears.

When he heard the words ancient magic, Albert's eyes lit up. He had read the "General History of the Continent" and remembered that there were records about ancient magicians.

After the fall of the Demon Lord, the Sun God divided all the eight elemental origins into two and gave them to the heroes of the war between the gods and demons, the Dragon and the Titan, and also gave them the responsibility of protecting the continent. The fragments of the origin produced by the division were scattered by the sun god to all corners of the Atlante continent, and a few lucky magicians received gifts from the sun god and implanted them in their bodies, thus gaining the ability to instantaneously magic. Not only that, but the physique of the mage who has been combined with the elements has also been greatly strengthened, even comparable to that of a martial artist of the same level.

Those lucky ones who proclaimed themselves the apocalypse created the most glorious era of magicians.

However, the good times were short-lived. As their power grew, so did the ambitions of the Apocalypse, and their arrogance eventually angered the gods.

War broke out, and in what became known as the War of the Apocalypse, the Apocalypse was slaughtered by the gods and disappeared into history. Most of the elemental origin fragments were destroyed by the gods, but a few survived and survived to this day. In order to gain the forgiveness of the gods, the Apocalypse has since changed his name to the Ancient Mage.

Dragons are elemental masters and are fully capable of disguised as ancient magicians. Thinking of this, Albert smiled confidently and decided to fight back.

But just then, a light bullet hit the stunned Albert, sending him flying several meters.

"Haha, Aven, are you being beaten stupid?" Kyle pointed at Albert and laughed maniacally, even faintly seeing the gums.

"Ahem. Albert coughed a few times and stood up. "Phew, my name is Eber. He spat out the sand from his mouth and walked slowly towards Kyle.

"Oh, well, Harlan, or Harvey, oh my God, that's a hard name to remember. Kyle grumbled. "When are you going to throw in the towel, boy?" he asked. "You still haven't been beaten enough. Kyle looked at Albert playfully.

"It's yours who should throw in the towel, while you're not too embarrassed now. Albert pouted and stopped ten meters from his opponent.

"What a stubborn boy. Kyle shrugged. "You will regret your stubbornness. With that, he crushed the two scrolls. A blade of wind and an ice pick shot out, carrying with it the sound of whistling wind.

Looking at the whizzing wind blades and ice picks, Albert's gaze became focused.

"It's game over. Albert wasn't saying it to Kyle, but to himself. As long as he disguises himself as an ancient magician, I believe that no one will doubt his origins, and he will no longer have to play a game of peek-a-boo. After all, the dragon has disappeared for 10,000 years, who will connect him to the dragon?

Albert stretched out his hands and unleashed all his magic. Six fireballs condensed from his fingertips, two of them heading towards the Wind Blade and the Ice Pick, and more trailing their long flame tails towards Kyle.

"Damn, you're fooling!" Kyle was shocked and scrambled to reach for the scroll bag, but tried several times but couldn't find the location of the bag.

"Damn!"

The spectators in the stands agreed in unison, and then fell silent at the same time. The hundred magicians looked at each other, all in fear. Six fireballs were sent in an instant, and the ancient mages were so strong, which made it impossible for other mages to live.

Looking at the approaching fireball, Kyle slumped to the ground, turned his head away, and closed his eyes tightly.

The silence of the arena did not last long, and when the people woke up from their shock, they erupted in thunderous cheers that seemed to shake the entire arena.

Hearing the loud shouts, Kyle opens his eyes and realizes that he is still in the arena and is not dead. Kyle quickly opened his eyes, touched his face and body, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that everything was intact. However, when Kyle scans around, he is horrified to find four fireballs floating in mid-air, enveloping him. In front of him were two legs, and looking up, it was none other than his dueling opponent 'Anvi'.

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