"This... how is this possible?" A light yellow light flashed, and the smile on Gryffindor's face suddenly froze, because he suddenly discovered that the magic power in his body seemed to be frozen, and he could not control it.
No matter how he chanted the spell or stimulated his mental power, he could not evoke even a little bit of magic fluctuation.
Gryffindor almost went crazy on the spot...
Hell, how could a person who was affected by magic feedback freeze himself in turn?
It was a pity that he had no time to think about it, because in the next moment, Lin Li had already started chanting the Flame Storm, and in an instant, all he could see was the flames filling the sky, like fire dragons baring their teeth and claws towards Gryffindor.
Coming over, at this time, Gryffindor had no choice but to watch helplessly as a storm of smoke exploded on his body, and the light of the elemental shield dimmed in an instant.
After succeeding in a flame storm, Lin Li was even more merciless, followed by a touch of frost, two magics, one ice and one fire. At this moment, they were combined so perfectly, like a poem written by ice and fire.
A brilliant storm of elements set off in Dawn Square, and amid the surging magic fluctuations, Gryffindor had to retreat again and again. The feedback effect brought by the arcane barrier instantly reversed the situation. It had just fought back in a second.
Gryffindor, who almost had an absolute advantage, fell into the predicament of being passively beaten after a moment.
Gryffindor had to retreat again and again, using this irregular movement to make it more difficult for the opponent to cast spells, thereby buying more time for himself.
"Holy crap, how did he do it?" Thousands of magicians in the audience almost opened their eyes in unison. The scene just now was so bizarre, as if everything was turned upside down. That one was called Feyre.
The young man was clearly affected by magic feedback, so how could he act like a normal person, manipulating ice and fire to attack like crazy...
Could it be that this is another incredible spell-casting skill?
No, no, no, this is absolutely impossible...
No matter how incredible the magic casting skills are, it is impossible for people to violate the laws of magic. In this situation, it is completely unreasonable. What is the difference between a magician who cannot even control the magic feedback and an inhuman beast?
Difference? Could it be that after hundreds of years, another inhuman monster will appear in the Garros Magic Guild?
Of course, all this has nothing to do with the two people in the game, because neither Lin Li nor Gryffindor has time to care about other things at this time. One is resisting desperately, hoping to survive this embarrassing period, and the other is desperately trying to survive.
Attack, hoping to continue to expand the advantage. Suddenly, the battle on Dawn Square became extremely subtle...
Taking advantage of Gryffindor's retreat, Lin Li launched another Flame Storm attack.
"Boom!" A loud noise spread like thunder. At this moment, at least half of the audience stood up. This is no joke. Even if Gryffindor is a great wizard,
Under the attack of two Flame Storms and one Frost Touch, it is difficult to keep the elemental shield intact. If you are less lucky, you may lose the game completely.
"Hey..." Lin Li sighed softly. While waving his hand to disperse the wind blades he had prepared, he added an elemental shield for himself, because he knew that he didn't have enough time. Even though the three
The magic has shortened the casting time, but the speed is still a little slower. When the second flame storm was released, the arcane barrier had lost its effect. The seemingly earth-shattering fire was actually just a blast on another element.
On top of the shield...
After a thrilling exchange, the two sides returned to the same starting line.
Lin Li's estimate was indeed correct. The elemental shield had just been raised when three ice cones popped out of the fire and smoke.
"Hillbilly, you're dead!" Using three ice picks to force his opponent back, Gryffindor walked out of the smoke with a livid face.
No wonder Gryffindor was so angry. He looked completely different from usual. A finely made robe had been burned to a mess under the flames and smoke, and looked wrinkled and torn.
, as if he had just been taken out of the trash, with bruises on his face and a lot of dust on his nose. Even a circus clown looks a bit more glamorous than he does now.
How could Gryffindor, who had always been so proud, endure such an insult? Now he really wished he could crush this country bumpkin from Garros to death like an ant.
In fact, he also has this confidence.
In the thrilling exchange just now, it seemed that the other party had the upper hand, but Gryffindor knew very well that it was just an accident. His fault was that he did not expect that a person who was affected by magical feedback would
He can actually control himself in turn, but it doesn't matter. The reason why accidents are accidents is because they don't happen often. This kind of thing once is enough. If it happens again, I will never be fooled. Putting aside the unexpected factors,
The strength gap between the two sides is obvious. He is a great mage at the peak of level 15. He only needs to take one more step forward to break through level 16 and reach the stage where he can use the source shield.
and……
Gryffindor knew very well that for others, this step might seem out of reach, but for him, he could take it at any time. He had no choice but to let his mentor be the legendary mage Northen...
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This rookie great wizard who broke through level 15 by luck would never have dreamed that someone could increase his power by one level out of thin air. Gryffindor suddenly had some expectations. He wanted to see what would happen when he used sixteen levels.
When reaching super power, what wonderful expression will appear on that annoying face? Is it horror or despair, pain or confusion...
As he walked out of the billowing smoke, Gryffindor began chanting a spell.
"Oops..." Listening to the strange syllables coming from far away, Lin Li immediately knew something was wrong, because he could clearly hear that the spell chanted by Gryffindor was actually composed of high elf words!
For a real magician, High Elf script is probably the most commonly used language besides universal script. In fact, most magic spells have several key characters written in High Elf script.
, so much so that even a half-way monk like Lin Li has mastered a few common words, let alone Gryffindor, who is known as the number one magic genius in France?
However, this was the first time that Lin Li heard a spell like this, which was composed entirely of high elf words. This can only mean one thing, that is, the power of this spell is definitely far beyond the
Ordinary level 15 magic! Lin Li also reacted very quickly. Almost as soon as he realized the seriousness of the problem, he opened the Ring of Endless Storm with one hand and took out a bottle of multi-colored potion that had been prepared...
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Then, a violent wave of magic suddenly filled the Dawn Square.
"Damn it, Gryffindor actually broke through level 16!" Exclaims came and went in the audience. Almost all the magicians opened their eyes wide. No one thought that Gryffindor would act like this at this time.
A way to break through the sixteenth level of the Great Mage!
"How is this possible?" Hoffman's eyes were so wide open that he almost fell to the ground. He suddenly stood up from his seat. Because he was too excited, the fat on his round face was showing a violent expression.
Trembling, he couldn't believe that a magician in his twenties could actually have sixteen levels of power!
Probably only those who truly understand magic levels know that the seemingly one-level gap between level 15 and level 16 is actually a huge difference. In addition to mastering the levitation technique, a great magician at level 15 actually has no other abilities.
It's not much better than a magician at the peak of level 14, but once you break through level 16, this gap will be infinitely magnified, because at level 16, you can learn four iconic magics, which can be used by magicians.
The source shields of various systems, which are called perfect defense, are just one of them!
"It's over, it's over, I'm really going to lose this time..." Even Hoffman, who trusted Lin Li the most, couldn't help but feel despair at this time. The gap between level 15 and level 16 was no longer about spell casting skills.
What he can make up for is that the only thing he can hope for now is that Lin Li carries a powerful enough potion with him, powerful enough to allow him to withstand the bombardment of a sixteenth-level magic...
But to be honest, this hope is really slim and slim...
Just as there were exclamations from the audience, the staff in Gryffindor's hand also began to emit a dazzling light. The endless ice magic elements filled the entire Dawn Square in an instant.
There was a bone-chilling chill that even the magicians who were far away could clearly feel it.
All of a sudden, a vast expanse of white freezing air whizzed past Dawn Square, bringing with it snowflakes the size of goose feathers, swirling down from the sky.
"Thousands of miles of ice!" There was another exclamation from the audience.
Even among the sixteenth-level magic, Qianli Frozen is definitely the most domineering one. Once the near-limit freezing energy breaks out, it can freeze everything in an instant. The most terrifying thing is that before reaching the legendary realm, Qianli Frozen
Ice is the only large-scale destructive magic. This is no joke. In the battle of thousands of people, a thousand-mile ice can change the outcome in an instant. When facing this magic, even
Many powerful people of level 17 or 18 can't help but feel a little afraid, let alone a young magician in his twenties?
"It's over..." Hoffman closed his eyes with a pale face.
Herza beside her also shook her head and sighed softly: "What a pity..."
In the howling wind, wherever the freezing air passed, there was only a vast expanse of white. Suddenly, large chunks of broken ice flew up, and the crisp sound of "click, click, click" was heard endlessly. It was the pavement on the Dawn Square.
There was a sound of cracking stone slabs, and at this moment, even the air seemed to be frozen.
Everyone stared at this scene in amazement, and no one made a sound. As a result, Dawn Square, which had been extremely noisy just a moment ago, suddenly became extremely quiet.
Gryffindor held the staff tightly with one hand. Because he had forcibly broken through the sixteenth level, his handsome face was more or less tired, but in addition to fatigue, it was more...
Pleasure and satisfaction, for him, killing the Garros magician is the most important, even if he forcibly breaks through level 16, he will be in a weak state for a long time...
Anyway, Mathias is also a loser. Even if he is always in a weak state, he can be easily eliminated, and it doesn't matter whether it affects the next game or not.
Although the freezing air that covered thousands of miles has dissipated, the snowflakes all over the sky are still floating. Amidst the howling wind, an ice sculpture is standing quietly in the center of Dawn Square.
"How about it, Wizard Ferret, doesn't it feel good to be frozen?" Gryffindor stood in front of the ice sculpture, smiling very happily. It felt like a fly flying in his ear for a long time.
, as if he was finally slapped down by his own hand, his long-standing grievances were vented, and Gryffindor seemed to talk more. He knew that his opponent, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, could not hear what he was saying, but he could
Standing there stubbornly and muttering to himself: "Magic Ferre, it's really a pity. After finally entering the top three, you can't return to Garros alive. I really feel sorry for you, but this can only
Blame yourself, it's not that I didn't give you a chance, it's just that you don't know how to praise yourself and are shameless. You think you can go against my Gryffindor because you are a little clever. Damn, what do you think you are?
A little magician from the countryside actually wants to compete with me for the new guild president? You'd better go to hell to pursue your childhood dream..."
"Odwin, hurry up... Stop this little bastard quickly!" Medellin panted and went to the VIP table, urging the president eagerly: "If something happens to Feyre, then..."
This time the old man was really anxious. He knew the power of Thousand Miles of Ice. Even if Aldwin had already laid out four master-level magic patterns, and even if Feyre had an elemental shield on his body, after all,
It is the most overbearing level 16 magic. Once he is frozen for more than one minute, I am afraid that even the incarnation of the gods will not be able to save him.
If Feyre dies here, Medellin will be the first to be unlucky. That old man Anduin is not easy to talk to. Who knows what he will do when he goes crazy. By the way, there are also the two people from the Apothecary Guild.
He's an old guy, but Medellin remembers it clearly. Just before the game started, Greenburnside asked someone to bring a message, saying that President Balbo had something he wanted to discuss with Magician Ferre of your guild.
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Your guild...
God knows how long it has been since Medellin heard this word from the mouths of the Pharmacists Guild...
Medellin could figure it out even with his knees. When this kid went to the exchange meeting, he probably got into a friendship with Balbo somehow. What if something happened to this kid and caused the Pharmacist Guild to suddenly fall out?
If the supply of medicine for more than a thousand years is suddenly cut off, not to mention Medellin, the entire Magic Guild will become sinners!
"This..." Odwin hesitated for a moment. To be honest, he was really embarrassed. How could he not know what Medellin was worried about? It's just that the two of them were in different positions, which led to the two
People also think about the problem from different angles. Medellin is thinking about the consequences after Feyre's death, but Aldwin must stand from the perspective of the president and fully consider the impact of his actions.
It is easy to stop Gryffindor, but after stopping it, should we continue playing in this final?
Strictly speaking, his last action had already affected the fairness of the game, but fortunately, Gala was indeed not normal at the time. The too powerful undead power gave him a reason to take action, but this time.
As for the game, what was the reason for taking action this time? Although Gryffindor was too cruel, there was no extraordinary move from beginning to end. Even if he wanted to stop it, he had to consider the fairness of the game, otherwise how could the game proceed?
Go down?
However, Medellin's worries are not unreasonable...
Feyre's background is too complicated and involves too many things. If something unexpected happens, the Oranna Magic Guild will not be able to explain it easily.
Just when Aldwin looked hesitant, Senderos and Hoffman at the VIP table stood up almost at the same time. One picked up the bone staff from beside him, and the other directly recited a spell.
A thick black mist condensed on the fat and thick palms.
These two people don't care whether you are fair or not. In terms of profession, one is a necromancer and the other is a dark spellcaster. Neither of them are good birds. In terms of identity, one is the head of the Dark Temple and the other is the decision-maker of the Glitter Gold Chamber of Commerce.
There is no need to look at the face of the Magic Guild at all. In their eyes, what is Gryffindor and what is a fair game, and how can a genius pharmacist be so important?
pity……
The two of them had just stood up from the VIP seats, but the situation in the center of Dawn Square changed again.
"Chu...Chu...Chu..." Amidst the howling wind, there seemed to be a crisp sound. Although the sound was soft and low, almost inaudible, it fell on Gryffindor's ears as if
A thunder exploded overhead...
In the midst of this crisp sound, several cracks suddenly appeared on the ice sculpture, and these cracks were spreading like a plague. In just the blink of an eye, a few cracks turned into dozens.
, and then turned into hundreds of them. A crystal clear ice sculpture instantly seemed to be covered with earthworms. Then there was a muffled sound of "boom", and the entire ice sculpture exploded in an instant, and ice cubes splashed all over the sky.
Bringing up a hazy mist...
Gryffindor stood there dumbfounded, watching helplessly as cracks appeared on the ice sculpture, and then watched helplessly as the ice sculpture exploded. He seemed to be stunned. He couldn't believe what he saw, that
The Garros magician who was frozen by the Thousand Miles of Ice actually broke free from it. This is simply incredible. The Thousand Miles of Ice is close to the extreme zero temperature. Once frozen, it is harder than steel. How could a human magician break free from it?
Coming out? Gryffindor's feeling at this time was as if he saw a beast caught in a trap and opened the trap to escape...
"What, Gryffindor Magician, you seem surprised?" Lin Li stood in the hazy mist, his rune robes covered with fine ice chips, but the smile on his face was as bright as ever,
The moment of freezing caused by the thousands of miles of ice almost killed Lin Li, but it also made him think about a lot of things.
For example, the true strength of Gryffindor.
To be honest, when Gryffindor released Thousand Miles of Ice, Lin Li was really frightened. He knew very well what the concept of a sixteenth-level great wizard was. The appearance of four iconic magics made sixteen
Level has become a dividing line between great magicians. It is no exaggeration to say that if the same great magician is at level 15 or level 16, he is not even qualified to challenge. It would be easier to just admit defeat.
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but……
When thousands of miles of ice swept through Dawn Square, Lin Li suddenly realized that Gryffindor's strength should not be that strong yet, otherwise he could have released the four-series elemental shield as soon as he came up. Even if he had
With magic feedback and arcane barrier in hand, it is difficult to pose much of a threat to him.
There is no way, the defensive power of the four-series elemental shield is too strong, strong enough to ignore most magic below level 16. If Gryffindor really had this strength, how could he be forced into such an embarrassing situation in the first place?
?
After this key link is solved, all the abnormalities suddenly become reasonable.
Yes, Gryffindor must have used some method to forcibly increase his strength, just like Cromwell used the secret method of the high elves to forcibly increase his strength to level fourteen. This is nothing.
I'm so worried. There is never a free lunch in this world. Everything is like this. Since Gryffindor forcibly increased his power, he will definitely pay the price.
Therefore, when Lin Li walked out of the hazy mist, he felt extremely relaxed.
"This... this is impossible!" Gryffindor stared at Lin Li with his eyes fixed on him, as if he had been cast a restraining spell. He stared motionless for a full minute before suddenly letting out a strangled cry.
A hysterical scream.
"Nothing is impossible, Gryffindor Wizard. A rooster can lay eggs, why can't I escape from thousands of miles of ice?"
"you……"
"Goodbye, you, yours. If you have anything to say, please leave it until you visit the grave..." Before Lin Li finished speaking, a magic feedback was completed in an instant.
Almost at the same time that the magic feedback was released, Gryffindor also began to chant the spell, but just after he uttered the first character, he suddenly felt that the magic power in his body had been cut off instantly, and then he felt a burning sensation.
The breath came from the front. Gryffindor looked up and saw a fireball the size of a basin, dragging a long tail flame towards him...