LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 72 - 72 Four Circle Magic—Stone Shield
Chapter 72: Chapter 72 Four Circle Magic—Stone Shield
If the residents of Dawn City had looked up at the sky at that moment, they would have surely thought they were witnessing a divine miracle.
Above the sky, Lide, with his massive bat wings, appeared as a world-ending deity descending under the cool moonlight.
In his hands, within just a few seconds’ time, over twenty fist-sized fireballs materialized.
The fireballs plummeted like falling stars, crashing down from the sky at a velocity of 120 blades per second.
The Small Fireball, which required 0.2 seconds to cast, had formed a continuous line from the sky to the ground in his hands.
A scorching and vicious dance of fireballs.
Bang bang bang~
The fireballs rained down upon the ground.
Emi, relying on shadows to evade, was instantly blasted out of hiding.
A house would be engulfed by fireballs in less than a second, and he would even be too late to shift to the shadow of the next house before being forced out again by the exploding fireballs from the sky.
The shock Emi felt at that moment was ten thousand times greater than the physical trauma inflicted by the Fireball Technique.
He could feel that the ground-shattering fireballs were the very familiar Small Fireball Skill.
But why was this Small Fireball Skill so different from his?
What the hell is this??
Is this the Small Fireball Skill? Since when did the notoriously powerful but slow Small Fireball Skill become so violent??
Although he was gravely injured, he could still unleash over twenty spells.
But he didn’t dare to stop casting.
Because if he dared to stop, he would undoubtedly be overwhelmed by the relentless Small Fireballs.
The terrifying number and exaggerated trajectory speed left him with no chance to complete his casting.
Run, frantic escape.
Using shadows, Emi exerted more effort than he ever had in his life, even more than when he was being pursued by the Knight Temple.
Lide soared through the sky with his enormous wings spread, his sharp gaze scanning like an eagle eyeing its prey.
The fireballs in his hand sprayed wildly like a raging Gatling gun, sweeping over everything within his sight.
Maintaining the extreme pressure of proximity.
Bang bang bang~
Houses that were touched by the exceedingly hot fireballs were instantly ignited and explosions were constant.
Emi, a Shadow Priest of Original Level 14 and a blasphemer wanted by the temple, was completely powerless under Lide’s terrifying spellcasting.
The moment he dared to stop, he would be greeted by a dense barrage of fireballs.
Moreover, the most important thing was that Mages need to maintain a relatively stable state during the casting process.
To complete casting while under another’s Magic Attack requires extremely high mental stability and tenacity. The original Emi could barely manage it, but now injured, he could only cast in a tranquil environment.
If he dared to cast spells while enduring Lide’s fireballs forcefully, the backlash from the disrupted Magic Power could send this severely injured fellow to meet the Undead.
Lide did not skimp on Magic Power, and ever since he learned about the effects of Magic Blood, he always carried 3 bottles of it.
The first thing he did tonight upon returning to Dawn City was to replenish all three bottles of Magic Blood.
Magic Blood
Upon drinking, immediately restores 50 Magic Power points.
Bloodline consumption boosts body recovery speed by 1000%, capable of self-healing injuries.
Explanation: Holy Object bathed in Bloodline’s blood, filled with incredible energy.
Lide, possessing the Talent Specialization of Magic Affinity, had a magic recovery rate of 0.5 per second during the daytime. At night, the Bloodline received a significant boost, increasing the Magic Power recovery speed to 1 point per second.
The effect of Magic Blood on Bloodline was even more terrifying, enhancing recovery by tenfold. After drinking Magic Blood, his Magic Power recovery rate reached an exaggerated 10 points per second, and this lasted for 20 minutes.
With three bottles of Magic Blood on him, Lide could continue to relentlessly suppress his opponent with overwhelming firepower as long as he managed his consumption a bit.
He almost pushed the improved Small Fireball Skill to its limit.
The ultra-speed trajectory of 120 blades per second, the super-low consumption of 3 Magic Power points, and the Extreme Spellcasting of 0.2 seconds.
Combined with the nearly inexhaustible Magic Power after drinking the Magic Blood.
At this moment, Emi was deeply struck.
It was not just physically but also mentally.
If possible, he would never come to this damned city again in his life.
At the beginning, Emi managed to flee by making use of the shadows, but as the destruction of houses increased, his escape routes became fewer and the injuries on his body grew ever more severe.
With a face full of anger and fear, he glanced back at the sky, at the flapping bat wings of the Vampire, and roughly estimated that in less than ten minutes, this damned Vampire had unleashed a thousand fireballs.
By the shadow god above, he must have angered the Goddess of Calamity and been cursed by her.
Why had he encountered such a monster?
A thousand fireballs! Even if it was just the Small Fireball Skill, how massive must their magic power be? How terrifying was the strength of this Vampire?
In midair, under the moonlight and reflected by the flames on the ground, Lide’s handsome face cast a tremendous psychological shadow over Emi at this moment.
A feeling of being utterly vanquished made it hard for him to breathe.
Clang!
Just as he slowed his pace for an instant, two fist-sized fireballs struck his Mage Shield, the sparks scattering and heating the air around him, causing the Mage Shield to wobble as if it were about to shatter.
Emi knew that after being hit by the Small Fireball, if he didn’t move immediately he would be bombarded by dozens more.
Two minutes ago, he had tried to stand firm and cast spells in retaliation against the small fireballs, but the terrifying frequency of the opponent’s attacks had resulted in a significant loss. If he hadn’t decisively given up on casting, he would have already been piled to death by fireballs two minutes earlier.
This could not go on.
The Lide hovering in the sky made Emi feel a great threat to his life; he sensed that if this continued, maybe in one minute, or two, as soon as the opponent found an opportunity, he would be overwhelmed by the exaggerated number of fireballs.
Furious, Emi glanced at Lide and, clenching his teeth, he pulled out a Magic Scroll etched with a dense Magic Array from his waistband.
A few pangs of heartache and reluctance crossed his eyes, but still, he tore up the scroll.
Whoosh!
Lide, seeing Emi stop, brightened up; the magic power that had just been replenished was crazily poured into the magic model.
A gatling of fireballs, firing at the rate of five per second, appeared once again.
Bang bang bang!
Even more dominating than a machine gun, the fireballs pummeled down on Emi, but just at that moment, a faint white light flashed.
A semicircular shield, two blades high and three blades wide, steadfastly protected Emi at its center.
Dozens of Small Fireballs hit the Magic Shield, creating only ripples, without inflicting any damage on Emi inside.
Four Circle Magic: Stone Shield
Seeing this, Emi finally relaxed, slumping to the ground, utterly worn out by the less than ten minutes of pursuit. Not even when pursued by the Knight Temple had he felt so distressed.
Only able to be hit and not able to fight back, he was nearly driven to madness.
And the Magic Scroll he had just torn was a Four Circle Magic worth 1500 Gold Puck—Stone Shield.
This was his life-saving scroll, which he had never used even under the pursuit of the Knight Temple.
The sole purpose of this spell was defense, lasting up to three minutes and withstanding attacks from at least two Four Circle Magics.
At last, he had won a chance to breathe.
Lide was momentarily taken aback by the appearance of that Magic Shield.
Looking at the blasphemer blatantly lying on the ground, not minding him anymore, Lide’s eyebrows rose.
“Do you really think that a Magic Shield can stop me?”
Emi, looking at Lide a hundred meters away, showed a flicker of rage in his dim eyes.
“Heh, foolish Vampire, this is Four Circle Magic. Rest assured, once I leave and heal my wounds, I will turn all of you into my alchemy materials.”
As a blasphemer who dares to profane the Divine, being forced by a Vampire of only Level 10 to use his life-saving scroll was deeply humiliating.
Emi swore to himself that he would return to take his revenge on this Vampire; he would lay each and every one of these Vampires out under the sun to perish!
He swore it!
Lide, looking at those gray eyes, curved his lips into an indifferent smile.
“You must be unaware, what’s called the real ‘Fireball Gatling.’
You dare to scorn the Bloodline with a single Four Circle Magic?”
Naive.
Once again, the replenished magic power was infused into the Small Fireball Magic Model.
It was a pity there was no rattling mechanical sound; otherwise, the scene would have been truly sensational.