Chapter 572 - There’s Nothing Romantic About Mages Beating Each Other Up

Chapter 572 There’s Nothing Romantic About Mages Beating Each Other Up

Elementization was one of Roland’s several trump cards.

They had seen many elemental creatures and Legendary Mages but the elementization of a human was a first for them.

What were the special characteristics of elemental creatures?

Complete single-elemental resistance. For example: fire elementals were born immune to fire magic, and if someone used fire magic on them, it would actually strengthen them.

Also, elemental creatures gave the impression that they only knew a single type of elemental magic.

For example, a fire elemental only knowing fire magic.

They had never seen an elemental creature use other types of magic.

But… this was just a misconception. Because 99.9% of elemental creatures in the main plane were just creatures, not intelligent beings.

They weren’t too different from magical beasts.

Magical beasts only knew a limited variety of magic. This was the same for most elemental creatures on the main plane.

But in essence, the truly intelligent elemental creatures knew how to use other non-elemental magic.

Otherwise, the profession of Warlord or Sword Dancer would not be the strongest combat profession among the elves. And all the human Mages in the main plane were deceived by the “common sense” of the main plane, thinking that elemental creatures could not use magic outside of their own element.

Looking around at the transparent chains of dimensional anchors emerging one after another, and then looking at the “ice man” in front of him, this Legendary Spatial Mage looked impatient. “You’re beyond common sense.” The old yellow-robed Mage looked irritated, and he knew things were a little bit troublesome.

This would waste some more of his time.

“What is reasonable is real; that which is real is reasonable[1].” Roland smiled. “This Elder of the Spatial Magic Tower, I wonder if you are willing to let me go?”

Hearing the threat in Roland’s words, this yellow-robed old Mage looked at the extremely wide range of Dimensional Anchor around him. He took a deep breath and said with a cold look, “Hehe, think a Dimensional Anchor can scare me off? Roland, it’s true that we asked you to come over to help with something. There’s no need to be so hostile.”

“If you want help, just ask properly. What’s the point of setting me up?” Roland said indifferently. “And to send people out to chase after us immediately after we left, you guys are quite interesting!”

“The Red Magic Tower is not where you should stay,” the yellow-robed Mage said slowly. “We can see that your body has the aura of space. If you specialize in spatial magic, your future achievements will be unlimited. We used such means just to keep you around and make you one of us.”

The yellow-robed Mage spoke with such sincerity that even he himself was almost moved.

If it were a young child who was not deeply involved in the world, he would be suspicious, and even think that the other party was a little radical, but understandable.

However, Roland was not so easily fooled.

He only knew one thing; if they really wanted to rope him in, they should have done it the Red Magic Tower’s way, rather than sending people to spy on and capture him.

“I think if I were a fool, there’s a chance I’d become one of you.” Roland gave a middle finger without hesitation. It was an uncivilized and rude act, but what need was there for civility and politeness toward the Spatial Magic Tower’s actions. “Now, please, sir, I’m leaving, peacefully and quietly. Good day to you and good day to me.”

“What will happen if I move?”

Roland said seriously, “I will kill you.”

“You wouldn’t dare, and you don’t have that power.” The yellow-robed Mage grunted. “I’m a Legendary Mage, you’re just a Master Mage. Besides, even if I was killed by you, not to mention the Monochrome Magic Tower, the Red Magic Tower would take the initiative to hand you over to us.”

When Roland heard this, he chuckled.

“You are a Legend and I am only a Master, but I pose a threat to you now,” Roland said rather smugly. “If you were the Great Elder of the Red Magic Tower, would you not protect a genius who could threaten a Legend at the Master level? My potential is much higher than yours,

got it!?”

Anyone who was slightly older always had a sense of urgency.

It was the fear of being overtaken by the later generations.

This was the same for the yellow-robed Mage. When he heard Roland’s words, he knew that the young man in front of him was a top choice, both in terms of mentality and intelligence.

Roland had a solid world view, which formed a tough spirit, and wouldn’t just be encouraged by words from the outside.

He also had enough intelligence to know his own strengths and be more aware of the path he wanted to take in the future.

Such a young man, if he were to appear in their Monochrome Magic Tower, then naturally, they would also protect him at all costs.

All the more reason why this young one should be destroyed if he couldn’t become one of them.

The yellow-robed Mage’s face was cold as he reached out and fired a small blue fireball.

This would be none other than Roland’s self-destructing fireball.

The Goddess of Magic had previously released this spell model after it was offered and then withdrew it, but still, many Mages had seen it and learned it as well.

Against the ice element, naturally, the fire element was the best, followed by light magic or divine magic.

This fireball was as big as a basketball and flew extremely fast, and when it whirled past, the frost on the ground even vaporized.

After firing the fireball, the yellow-robed mage also immediately used Spider Web as well as Mind Shock.

None of the three spells were simple, especially the last two, which were mainly designed to make Roland lose his evasive ability.

The fact that three different kinds of spells were instantly released in about half a second, and none of them were spatially based, all non-specialized magic, was proof enough of the yellow-robed Mage’s excellence.

Even Roland could only instantly cast two different low-level spells.

Just by looking at this move, one could tell that the yellow-robed Mage’s base strength was far stronger than Roland’s.

However… this was still of little use.

Mind Shock, mental magic, hit first though it was cast later. It rushed to Roland in an instant and then directly hit Roland’s soul.

Mind magic was a very practical type of suppression magic.

Although its power wasn’t great, its advantage was in its extreme speed. The colorless and invisible strike was quite stealthy, and even if it couldn’t cause fatal damage to the opponent, if it hit, sending the opponent into a trance shouldn’t be a problem.

If it was used on an ordinary person, it would truly be a terrifying spell of soul-rending proportions.

However, the mind magic that hit Roland didn’t even cause a ripple.

It was as if nothing had happened.

The sight left the yellow-robed Mage a little puzzled.

After that came Spider Web.

The huge spider web pressed down on his head, and with neither able to use spatial magic or Teleportation, both the yellow-robed Mage and Roland’s ability to dodge was quite poor.

It looked like the giant net was about to hit Roland, but suddenly a wall of ice stood in front of Roland

The giant web of spider silk stuck against the ice wall and frosted over quickly

Finally, the blue fireball blasted over and exploded violently when it hit the thick wall of ice.

The ice wall was blown to pieces and ice fragments flew everywhere. Because of the heat, a large amount of ice vaporized in a brief moment, forming a thick fog that spread in all directions. However, when this thick fog spread outward of ten meters, it quickly turned into snowflakes, snowing again because of the extremely cold surrounding environment. Both the yellow-robed Mage and Roland, who were in the middle of the thick fog, seemed to have their vision restricted.

However, this was only an illusion; in addition to vision, Mages could also use mental threads to determine the situation around them.

When the yellow-robed Mage found that the other two types of magic did not have an effect, and only the blue fireball had some success, he immediately changed his strategy and used only fire magic. Two blue fireballs coalesced in his left and right hands at the same time.

Naturally, Roland wouldn’t just be a sandbag.

A dozen rounds of white ice cones emitted a whooshing sound and broke out from the thick fog.

They hit the yellow-robed Mage’s blue Magic Shield and shattered into ice fragments.

W

Then the yellow-robed Mage fired two blue fireballs.

Two violent, fiery explosions shattered the thick ice wall, and Roland was sent flying by the vaporwave. The half of his body made of ice exploded into ice fragments.

But after landing, Roland’s body of ice immediately recovered, and he instantly sent out three more ice walls to protect his body, while a dozen icy Hands of Magic descended from midair and frantically hammered the yellow-robed Mage’s Magic Shield. By infusing the elemental power of water into the spell model of Hand of Magic and changing some specific nodes, Roland was able to use the ice version of Hand of Magic.

This was due to his thorough understanding of Hand of Magic’s spell model.

Normal Mages didn’t have the ability to transform spells so quickly.

However, the yellow-robed Mage simply ignored the attack in front of him; the Hand of Magic attack was not enough to break his Magic Shield.

He condensed two more blue fireballs and threw them out, and again, there was an explosion. Sensing with his mental power that Roland’s body had been shattered in half again, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud in delight. “Roland, the small blue fireball is your masterpiece, and now you’re going to die by it. Does it feel like destiny?”

Roland didn’t answer, because he didn’t have time to speak.

This couldn’t be helped. The power of the small blue fireball was too great. Fire and water countered each other, and the other party was a Legendary Mage who steadily overpowered him in strength, so it created the current, seemingly overwhelming situation.

His body was blown to pieces, and then recovered, constantly repeating this process. Of course, he also kept fighting back with Hand of Magic and Ice Cone.

He just couldn’t break his opponent’s Magic Shield for the time being.

“You think I have no way to deal with you because the Dimensional Anchor limits my school of specialization?” With a harsh laugh, the yellow-robed Mage threw two more blue fireballs. “Don’t think that you can cross levels to challenge us Legends just because you know some crooked magic.”

Once again, Roland’s body was sent flying and even shattered into several pieces.

But every time he landed, Roland’s body of ice always recovered to what it was before in an instant.

“Elementization, so what!” The yellow-robed Mage laughed and threw another blue fireball. “So what if there is no fatal weakness?”

Roland’s body was sent flying again, the blockage of the ice wall only minimizing the power of the small blue fireball explosion, but not stopping it all at once.

“Without your magic power, you are nothing! Don’t tell me that you have more total magic power than us Legendary Mages.” Roland remained silent, just silent and persistent, continuing to harass his opponent nonstop with the ice version of Hand of Magic.

He had to do so.

Roland had to interfere with his opponent’s casting rhythm, forcing his opponent to use only instantaneous magic. Because when the caster continuously chanted a certain powerful spell, it would affect the stability of the Magic Shield, and it would be easy for the spell to attack and break the Magic Shield. Therefore, it was most important to ensure the stability of the Magic Shield when the Mage was fighting.

Because of this, the yellow-robed Mage didn’t dare to perform an accumulative magic power attack.

As a result, there was no way for him to coalesce the fireball to a radius of more than a meter.

A blue fireball explosion of that magnitude was so terrifying that it could completely vaporize Roland’s body of ice in one go.

If that happened, Roland would surely be dead.

And the yellow-robed Mage noticed this as well. He was a bit annoyed and felt tied up and rather irritated. After casually throwing a small blue fireball, he taunted, “I have you to thank for this. If you hadn’t turned in this terrifyingly powerful instant-cast Inferior Fireball, I wouldn’t have such a strong and flexible attack.”

He wanted to use this method to interfere with Roland’s willpower to fight

Roland still did not answer, but instead returned with a dozen ice cones.

The ice cones hit the yellow-robed Mage’s blue Magic Shield almost simultaneously, and although it shattered into ice fragments just like before from the extreme impact, this time a very faint ripple came from the Magic Shield, while the yellow-robed Mage’s body moved slightly.

The two of them were using low-level spells, which didn’t look intense at all, unlike Legendary Mages. The yellow-robed Legendary Mage just kept bombarding while Roland was constantly casting ice walls, using ice cones, and controlling the ice version of Hands of Magic to attack the opponent’s Magic Shield. Both sides were just blasting at each other non-stop, but the danger involved could only be seen by high-level Mages.

In people’s impressions, the Mages’ battles were magnificent: colorful magical rays filled the entire sky, wide-range magic fell like a rainstorm, and between the swings of the wand, the sky and the earth broke apart and the sun and the moon were outshined.

That kind of scenario was possible, but only if everything was prepared.

Mages who were truly good at fighting fought closely, just like Roland and the yellow-robed Mage. It was plain and boring.

The Mages who felt that they had the advantage would cast Dimensional Anchor first to prevent the enemy from escaping with Teleportation, then activate their Magic Shield, and then bombard the opponent with one or two aptly used low-level instant cast spells. In between this, depending on the situation, some buffs, debuffs, or supporting spells could be used to interfere with the opponent.

If there was a more imaginative analogy, it would be two machine gunners hiding behind a thick bunker, holding down the trigger. Two dense streams of bullets constantly bombarding the opposite bunker until a gunner ran out of bullets or a bunker was eventually pierced through by the constant, dense fire.

In this way, the victor would be determined.

The rumbling explosions went on and on, accompanied by the grim taunts of the yellow-robed Mage.

Half an hour.

One hour.

Roland’s body of ice had been broken countless times, but until now, it had been able to recover extremely quickly.

The yellow-robed Mage’s imposing manner turned from arrogance to slight agitation.

A fireball was thrown, shattering the ice wall and Roland at the same time.

A dozen icy Hand of Magic hammered the surface of his Magic Shield, and after a few densely packed attacks, the dozen icy Hand of Magic shattered because of the reactionary force.

But new Hands of Magic formed a short distance away and flew over again, repeating the previous process.

The yellow-robed Mage noticed that the “ripples” created when his Magic Shield was attacked were already noticeable. “Roland, admit defeat. How much magic power do you have left to squander? As long as you admit defeat, I can guarantee that you can live. Otherwise, when your magic power runs out, it will be your death!”

Roland’s sneer came from the other side of the thick fog. “Elder of the Spatial Magic Tower, haven’t you noticed that the range of my ice domain is getting bigger and bigger?”

(1) Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel, German philosopher