Chapter 146 - National Competition - Mage 2
The lava waterfall flared out with brilliant red and gold lights.
Crimson didn't pause for a single second. Before the blade could reach him, he'd already lifted his legs and jumped directly off the suspension bridge.
All of a sudden, the audience could see him in the air, his robes flapping around him. At the same time, his casting gestures were as accurate and precise as if he'd rehearsed them thousands of times--
He was casting a spell in mid-air!
In the face of the terrifying molten lava hell beneath his feet, Crimson fell with his back down, facing up as he seized this fleeting opportunity to chant his first magic spell: Spear of Fire.
Fire converged in the air as he chanted and quickly turned into a spear that was shot at Odin.
At this moment, Odin was standing at the edge of the drawbridge and had his daggers crossed in front of him. Just before the burning flame approached his eyes, he suddenly spun around!
Two snow-white blade lights flew out directly and clashed against the spear with a 'clang'!
The spear cracked along with the sound. In an instant, it was scattered into pieces like countless flying fire insects before grouping back together--
In the air, Crimson stretched out his hand and chanted his second spell: Low-Pressure Wind Whirl.
This 0.5-second low-level spell perfectly gathered together the scattered fires and pulled them back together into a giant fireball whirlpool that flew towards Odin, pressing inwards!
Commentator: "This is Crimson's magic reconstruction and combination technique!"
Some members of the team in the audience asked blankly, "Why doesn't Odin jump after him?"
"Not enough time!" The team leader replied, "If the fall time difference is over half a second, then it's enough to pull away from a close attack, and the second falling person will never be able to catch up with the first one. Instead of falling and playing a long-range attack exchange with a mage, it's better to stay where he is--he knows what Crimson plans to do."
While everyone was waiting for this low-pressure flame vortex to explode, Crimson had calmly finished chanting his last spell: Flash!
There was a flash of light, and Crimson, who'd been in the air, returned to the suspension bridge.
At this moment, the flame whirlpool exploded!
Fire spread out like fireflies in the air. From the deepest part of the whirl of light, a gap appeared, and Odin Flashed out of it. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived right in front of Crimson's face!
The exchange of attacks at this moment happened so quickly that many people didn't even notice how much of Odin's health had been taken away by the spell attack.
His double blades were stained with a layer of brilliant red from the fire, and the blade lights flowed out with an incomparable sadness and beauty. For an instant, even the fire rain from the sky seemed to dim.
The two figures fell towards the lava together. This time, the difference in space between them was only half a body's length, completely within the range of an assassin's melee attack!
In the middle of the air, the scenery around them moved like strangely flowing colored ink, flying past swiftly.
Odin saw through Crimson's next chant; it was Slow Fall!
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Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)
Action(not mine) A master assassin transmigrates into an interstellar era. Other players were responsible for competing in the e-sports arena, while he was responsible for stringing up and beating up the other players. His sword was hidden during the peak...
