Chapter 537

"Good evening, sir."

Through the light night mist, Senior saw the figure take off his hat and greet him politely.

The flickering candlelight in the window not far away slightly illuminated the man's face, and Senior saw a slightly deep face.

"Slavs?"

Senior exclaimed in surprise.

As the most prosperous city on the continent, Belrand naturally gathers people from all over the world, especially the mixed lower city.

The Slavs in the north, the Hermans in the south, the ascetics in the west, people from different regions gathered here to jointly build the prosperity and darkness here.

But he didn't expect to meet a Slav here. Based on his understanding of the lower city, those guys who like to stick together don't move here.

"I heard that the Slavs are all barbarians who advocate force, and their favorite thing is to fight naked in the snow. I didn't expect that there are guys like you who are good at using magic?"

"...No, I misunderstood. I am not good at magic?"

"Heh, a clumsy lie."

Senior glanced at the broken ornament on his waist, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes:

"You can drive a magic arrow to this extent, and you still say you can't use magic?"

"...Excuse me, that's just a little insignificant trick."

Moon smiled silently:

"However, compared to me, it is a bit unreasonable for a distinguished magician like you to stay up late at night and wander around the lower city. What's the matter? Did someone hire you specifically? Who is that person, and what does he want you to do?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Senior stared at the weird man who was talking in front of him with an idiotic look.

If those things could really be said casually, then he wouldn't have to hide everything that could prove his identity, and use magic to hide his face.

His identity as a royal magician must not be exposed, otherwise what awaits him is not as simple as resignation.

"It seems that verbal communication is absolutely not feasible at certain times."

Mu En sighed regretfully:

"Next, I can only be forced to use some small tricks."

Senior's expression became serious.

Although dealing with this weirdo was not in his plan.

But since he has come this far, he will have to draw the bow without an arrow.

He raised the flute in his hand without hesitation.

The huge magic power, accompanied by pleasant notes, instantly spread around him.

There were faint runes flowing on the white bone flute. This was the "gift" given to him by the robin, and it was also an extremely powerful magic guide.

Its effect on Senior was no different from a suitable magic wand, because with the blessing of the bone flute, his magic chanting speed was even 30% happier than usual.

But...

When the magic was spread, Senior was surprised to find that...

The strange man in the black dress in front of him... suddenly disappeared?

Invisibility?

Illusion?

Sleight of hand?

Senior's mind turned rapidly, and at the same time, another magic of exploration quickly caught up with his chanting at the moment.

The two magics were activated at the same time, and finally he chased the flexible shadow in the shadow of the night.

And an arrow attacked again!

Clang——

Senior had expected it and held the flute horizontally.

The third magic without even chanting was activated.

The air in front of him seemed to turn into a bottomless quagmire, and the arrow was constantly slowed down in it. Until it was about to reach Senior, it had consumed all its kinetic energy and slowly stopped in mid-air.

Even the explosive magic stored in it did not react at all.

"Sure enough, isn't he just some random guy who came out of nowhere?"

In the shadows, Mu En used time to slow down his body and moved quickly to prevent Sinel's magic from completely locking him in. He pressed the brim of his hat in distress.

The difference between people is sometimes greater than the difference between people and dogs.

This is particularly evident in the profession of magician.

A random magician who relies on his own exploration and doesn't know where to find the basic secrets, and who can't even get the money for experiments, will never be able to touch the butt hair of a decent magician who has an orthodox background, has done countless magic experiments, and has been taught by experienced predecessors.

This is why the Tower of Origin has been able to grow to its current level. Magician is a profession that requires a lot of experience and knowledge accumulation, and strictly revised textbooks, knowledgeable teachers, and countless tested magic materials can help you avoid countless detours.

The combat power of the two cannot be compared.

"My opponent is an experienced and experienced magician, and I can't even pull out my knife now."

Mu En murmured in a low voice.

In order to hide his identity, he couldn't use many things now.

For example, the conspicuous Elizabeth.

At most, he could open her alchemical field to isolate the magician's three spells of sleeping spell, stun spell, and shock spell.

But he couldn't even draw his knife, so he obviously lacked the means to attack a magician.

He couldn't really rush up and swing his fist. In reality, if he was so reckless against a magician who had already stood in position, he would definitely be severely beaten by various magics like a tide.

"It seems that in this critical moment, I can only give full play to my advantages and strengths, show the results of my usual efforts, and deal with you in another way."

Moon once again dodged Sinel's increasingly dense magic lock and raised the military crossbow in his hand.

The roaring lightning once again appeared faintly on his dragon-like arm muscles.

Then, with a turn of his wrist...

He quickly replaced the standard arrow with a special disposable magic arrow that cost millions of Emile.

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

"What?"

Sinel, who was continuing to expand the range of magic, suddenly became solemn when singing with the flute.

He seemed to have noticed something, and he didn't even bother to mobilize his magic power. He waved it directly, and all the remaining defensive magic devices on his body were instantly activated at the same time.

"Boom!"

This time he didn't see an arrow.

It was a fucking light cannon shot from who knows where!

The blazing light and flame condensed into a nearly substantial giant column, almost illuminating half of the lower city.

Senior's eyes were bloodshot, watching the props he had worked so hard to accumulate and used to save his life at critical moments, all shattered in this attack.

These losses added together are completely comparable to the reason for his attack - the valuable magic flute.

"Damn, damn, damn! Bastard, you still say you don't know magic?"

Senior also lost his previous demeanor at this moment, and roared like a beast.

"I'm sorry, sir, although you look angry now, but I want to refute your mistakes."

The slightly serious voice of the Slav came in the night wind:

"This is not magic, it's money ability."

76. The Unyielder

God's money ability...

Watching his treasured protective magic devices shatter one by one, Senior felt that his heart was getting colder and colder, and only the warm bone flute in his hand could bring him a little comfort.

This guy is the same.

And those guys are the same.

They all look high and mighty.

What's wrong with having money?

Is it great to be rich?

Does being rich mean you can treat others as clowns?

His father's business went bankrupt and he ran away in frustration. His mother found another lover and abandoned the family. He has been struggling to support himself until now. He borrowed money to complete his magic studies and joined the Royal Magicians with excellent grades. He has his current status...

Is it because of money?

No!

"There are things in this world that money can't do!"

Senior roared.

Endless glimmers burst out from the flute in his hand.

The glimmers jumped like elves.

The sound of the flute echoed again, but this time there was no gentle sweeping before.

The huge magic power was poured into the flute by Senior. The flute sound was passionate, like an angry wave, suddenly turning into a tsunami that swallowed everything!

The sound of the flute finally filled the entire street and locked the man's position. Even if the man's speed was still beyond his dynamic vision range, his strongest magic had filled any place around him where he might land.

When a magic accumulates to a certain state, it must be extremely terrifying.

Not to mention, this is his strongest magic.

——The prelude to the destruction of Parasiri!

Buzz——

As Senior integrated the last note into the magic, the terrifying sound waves spread outward with him as the center.

At this moment, neither the audience nor the performers could hear a single sound, because the sound frequency at this moment was completely beyond the range that human ears could receive.

Everyone could only watch the streets, walls, ground...anything that was real was shattered inch by inch in this silent pantomime, turning into extremely fine dust, filling the sky above the streets.

This was a huge magic that was like an explosion, but it was more gorgeous and terrifying than a simple explosion.

No matter how strong the body was, it could not survive this magic, because the terrifying vibration could turn even steel into powder!

Blood flowed from Senior's nose, and he looked at the center of the smoke and dust excitedly...

See, what's the use of having money...

In the face of absolute strength...

"Hmm?"

Senior's face froze.

The excited expression was like a dead machine, slowly freezing on his face.

Because as the smoke was blown away by the breeze, a golden barrier that almost blinded the dog's eyes slowly appeared in his field of vision.

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

Senior couldn't believe it.

Because he knew very well the terrible power of his magic. This power that destroyed two streets in an instant was just a prelude.

Although he only knew this prelude and could only use this prelude, this magic from a certain truth-level magician was specially designed for some defensive moves. The ubiquitous sound waves could penetrate almost any defense.

Except...

All the smoke dissipated, and Senior saw the golden light that was in the form of a sphere and completely enveloped the man.