Because of the unexpected harvest of more than twenty high-grade magic crystals, Boom finally resumed his normal practice. For him, an intermediate magician, these stocks are enough for half a year.
As for Rikka, she hangs out with the white wolves every day, or sleeps by the campfire. For the upcoming Black Rain Moon, she chose "spiritual hibernation".
After Boom understood what the other party meant, he almost lost his temper. The so-called "spiritual hibernation" was just an excuse for Rikka to be lazy, euphemistically called "spiritual practice."
But Boom seems to be very indifferent to these things. Rikka, let alone Black Ugetsu, probably hasn't practiced seriously at all.
"I'm so envious. It would be great if I was also a contracted beast." Boom smiled bitterly, shook his head, and then offered up the black wood staff.
But Boom and Rikka didn't know that a catastrophe had already come. A team of ten people stepped into the cold sand wasteland, and the leader was the great swordsman Aguero.
"Your Excellency, we have entered the Cold Sand Wasteland. Do you want to launch a search immediately?" an adjutant wearing a mage's robe asked in a deep voice.
Aguero looked at the herd of beasts in the distance and nodded gently. After receiving the instructions, everyone immediately dispersed. As for Aguero, he remained motionless.
He has no interest in killing these beasts, because in the eyes of the great swordsman, they are no different than grass. Apart from spitting out some dirty blood, they have no fighting power at all.
Aguero is a hybrid orc with a fighting spirit engraved in his bones. Compared to the comfortable life in Highgarden, he prefers to stay in this desolate place.
If Grand Duke Grylls hadn't been kind to him, Aguero would have left the Principality of Cisse long ago. His biggest wish in this life is to go to the Orc City of Udun.
Sitting cross-legged, Aguero drank ale and waited quietly. The clouds in the sky kept changing, and no beast came close.
Three hours later, eight subordinates returned one after another, but everyone looked at each other with a trace of embarrassment on their faces.
Apart from the wild beasts and weeds, they could not find a single creature that could speak human language, let alone the murderer. Aguero nonchalantly motioned for everyone to rest where they were, because there was still one subordinate who had not returned yet. "To the north, at the end of the cold sand wasteland, there is an unknown hill, backed by the sea of ice."
"My subordinates found human footprints and some food residues at the foot of the mountain."
"But my subordinates didn't go in to investigate. I asked you to give instructions. The report is complete!"
Finally, the subordinate also returned before noon. Without any nonsense, he directly told Aguero everything he saw.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then took the initiative to end their rest time and stood next to the horses. Now that they have discovered the traces of the other party, the next thing will be easy to handle.
"Lead the way!" Aguero spit out two words dryly, and the subordinate who finally returned smiled bitterly and galloped forward again.
He did not dare to show any dissatisfaction with his boss. Being decisive and killing was a word of praise, but ignoring life was the most important thing.
Silently all the way, the ten-man team finally arrived at the unknown hill. The pressure of the great swordsman instantly penetrated the body and quickly spread to the top of the mountain.
Boom suddenly stopped practicing, and the black wooden staff burst into a ball of fluorescence. As for Rikka, she had already ran back to the Wonder House. She was holding the twin swords of meteorite at this time, and her face was extremely ugly.
"I have only experienced this feeling when fighting Christine, and Christine is the great mage." Boom said with a livid face.
"Rikka, please put away the Wonder House immediately. Let's escape from the Principality of Xisai. The opponent is not something you and I can defeat." Boom added again.
There is only a thin line between cowardice and recklessness. Although Boom is not afraid of death, he never intends to throw away his life in vain. No one will lie that he is the strongest person in his lifetime.
"It's useless. This is the pressure exerted by the other party. Now we have been found. I guess..." Rikka said half of what he said, and the magic fluorescence at the foot of the mountain started to flash.
Five of the nine subordinates are high-level magicians, and the remaining four are high-level knights. The first to attack were the five high-level magicians.
Wind blades shot out, fire arrows followed closely behind, thunderbirds buzzed and fell from the sky, like rocks the size of millstones emitting fluorescence.
Seeing this, Boom pulled Rikka behind him. The black wooden staff floated in mid-air, and petal magic patterns appeared out of thin air.
However, due to the long distance between the two sides and the iron birch forest in between, the five magicians did not notice Boom's abnormal state just now.
"The cicada whispers, its thin wings quiver, the timid little life, the long-cherished wish to avoid all harm, in my name, defend the magic circle!"
"The egg of the mayfly, the source of magic power, the scarlet vacuum tunnel, the countless black spots that penetrate the barrier, attack the magic circle in my name!"
Under the influence of ventriloquism, Boom actually cast two spells at the same time. Rikka looked at him in shock, wondering when her brother learned it.
This is a skill that Boom mastered when Rikka evolved, and it turns out that Boom's idea is very correct, even far beyond expectations.
The battle between mages is like this, there is no flashy dodge, no erratic movement, and no skills at all.
Magic power is supreme, and the use of moves determines victory or defeat. Only the two sides will know the level of practice. Simple and straightforward, cruel but fair.
As time passed by, the petal magic pattern in Boom's palm kept flickering. The magic crystals turned into powder, the magic circle shattered, and the magic circle loomed again.
He is only a mid-level magician now, but he can actually defend five high-level opponents. This is the advantage of space magicians and the reason for their demise.
As for the five people at the bottom of the mountain, they seemed even more surprised. They all guessed that there must be some treasure on Boom, otherwise how could he be so tough?
The attack between the two sides ended completely after twenty minutes. Although there were no casualties, a path leading to the top of the mountain was opened.
Aguero still looks indifferent until now. Because the opponent has not exerted pressure, this proves that he is just below the peak.
He has no interest in the weak. At this time, he just wants to end it quickly and complete the task assigned to him by Grand Duke Grylls as soon as possible.
"We only have three high-grade magic crystals left. Rikka, you will find an opportunity to escape first, so that you can retain hope." Boom said softly.
"Absolutely not! I want to be with my brother even if I die! Stop talking, brother, Rikka won't run away on her own." Rikka shook her head, and then stood side by side with Boom.
The words were divided into two parts. At this time, Aguero waved to the five magician subordinates to stop attacking, while he himself slowly walked towards the top of the mountain.
When it comes to killing enemies, Aguero will always do it himself. This is his habit and it is a kind of respect.
A weak person may also possess a fearless and unyielding will, just like his various experiences in his early years, which are more like the hard training before becoming a great swordsman.
No matter whether he is an ant or a top strong man, what Aguero pursues is always the battle process, not the result. This is the consciousness of a strong man, or a certain state of mind.