Chapter 635: Brave Long’s Death (II) (1/2)

Chapter 635: Brave Long’s Death (II)

This was Wang Yuanyuan’s long prepared strike, a perfect match between Bloodstorm and the Spiritual Stove of Spatial Gates. Extreme offensive power, but most of all, complete unexpectedness.

The power of the Spiritual Stove of Spatial Gates is to open a gate towards another spot within sight, and enable Wang Yuanyuan to teleport there. Unlike a rapid movement, she just has to be able to see the spot to be unhindered by any obstacles during this teleportation.

Don’t underestimate the Spiritual Stove of Spatial Gates just because it does not come from a fusion of other spiritual stoves. Through Wang Yuanyuan’s long period of slaughters, this spiritual stove had evolved three times, giving it a great range, number of uses, and stability of teleportation.

The light mage was visibly quite panicked. He visibly did not expect these opponents to break through his defensive spell of the ninth step in such a manner.

And just because of his absolute confidence in Divine Binding, he had dared so brazenly incantate a powerful offensive spell. As long as this spell was completed, he had the confidence that it would wipe out all the humans in front of his eyes.

But Wang Yuanyuan’s sudden arrival completely cut off his train of thoughts. That terrible Dimensional Storm engulfed with terrible bloodlust left him helpless, with no choice but to cut off his spell close to completion. With a stuffy groan, he drew back while releasing an intense bright light from his hand, hindering Dimensional Storm’s arrival.

The attack was blocked, but that staff in his hand shattered instantly, and because of that, Divine Binding was removed, letting Cai’er lead the group on another charge.

The light mage was really exceptional. While drawing back in such an unfavorable situation, he pointed his hand toward the nearest Wang Yuanyuan, causing a golden halation to rise from under her feet, releasing Holy Light Binding.

This was a light elemental control spell of the seventh step. Even while under the effects of the previous chant’s backlash, he still made this instant-cast, showing his degree of understanding toward light magic.

In the meantime, his body abruptly shifted back, and a formidable scene arose. What seemed to be the sculpture of Elux on the edge of the stage shifted backwards alongside him, trying as far as possible to increase the distance. In the meantime, he kept chanting at an increasingly fast speed.

Flapping the spiritual wings on her back, Cai’er came chasing like a grey lightning bolt, tracing a clean cut with the Sickle of the God of Death in her hand.

Mages undoubtedly had highly rated offenses, but their defensive power and attack were inversely proportionnal.

The suddenness of Wang Yuanyuan’s attack was a very key factor. Although her attack didn’t succeed, it managed to pierce through Divine Binding, and terminated his spell on the verge of being completed. Cai’er’s previous counting was a timer before the light mage’s incantation would complete, so that Wang Yuanyuan would interrupt it the instant before its termination.

A spell’s backlash is an extremely dangerous thing to happen. If a mage’s spell is interrupted during its preparation, it will very possibly backlash, and this backlash grows the more powerful this spell is. In particular, this backlash also becomes all the more powerful the closer to completion the spell was.

Even if this light mage was even more of a tough opponent, he had after all just sustained a backlash of highest grade, and had yet to find the time to recover his breath.

Cai’er had no plans to let him complete any spell of a high grade.

But, to her surprise, this light mage’s speed went even beyond her estimation. When her Sickle of the God of Death was about to land, another of his spells was completed.

As the holy light took shape, the Sickle of the Goddess of Death abruptly paused, and immediately, a powerful force burst out.

This formidable force was close to irresistible. Filled with the radiance of light, but also containing an unquestionable impact force, it didn’t cause any damaging effects, but even Cai’er’s Sickle of the God of Death was unable to disperse this soft looking holy light.

This spell bears the name of Holy Offering, able to ignite the light mage’s own life as a fuel. And from the looks of it, his soulfire was the very one thing to be ignited. Although he was no more than the Holy Guard guarding this place, he had his own pride, and would in no way let himself be defeated so easily.

The use of Holy Offering alone managed to push his opponents back, giving him some time for incanting, so he still felt confident in defeating these humans.

Right as Cai’er wrinkled her eyebrows and already felt unable to win any longer against this light mage, a mystifying feeling suddenly surged out from her.