33 The Red Line Bandits Part 2 (2/2)

There was a snap and the arrow broke. Saleen threw the arrow on the ground and smiled at the archer.

”Mage Saleen!” Canghong panicked. Although the other party was aggressive, they were only trying to chase his squad away and had no real intentions of attacking. Even the entire Falcon Regiment may not have been able to afford offending the Red Line bandit gang, let alone him by himself.

Saleen gave a chilling laugh. ”His first shot was intent on killing me. If I had died, do you think he would have let you off? I am going to get back at him for that shot. If you are afraid, then just wait for me here.”

As Saleen spoke, he evoked the Potency spell on his mage robe and charged at the archer.

The Potency spell was a Grade 1 spell and was a combined spell. It could increase the user’s strength and also increased their ability to counterattack. It was a type of Ground Magic, which Saleen had needed to deploy with the aid of a magic nuclei he was carrying.

”You’re courting death!” the archer said ferociously. His vision was sharp and he saw the symbols on Saleen’s mage robe indicating that he was merely a Grade 1 mage.

As long as there was some distance between them, an archer’s threat to a Grade 1 mage was greater than that of a swordsman.

Saleen’s footwork was clumsy since he did not possess the Wind Speed skill. His movements were only slightly faster than that of a normal person. The archer’s bow was poised by the time he was halfway across, and a shot flew out. ”Puff!”

A bubble had burst, the water shield disappearing. The archer had effortlessly caught up with the second arrow; the two arrows nearly formed a line, and burst the second bubble.

Let me see how many magic chords you have! When the archer shot for the third time, he held three arrows between his fingers. Saleen looked solemn. A few bubbles of varying sizes appeared before him and blocked the archer’s Rapid Arrow skill.

Forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters…

Each time he moved forward by ten meters, the archer shot at least nine arrows. Each time the arrow had burst a bubble, they were immediately replaced by a new bubble. The archer’s face looked grim. Could this mage’s true identity be that of a mage master?

Impossible. He would not be able to burst a mage master’s magic shields at all! Thinking about it, he realized that the situation was no longer in his favor.

Saleen was only twenty meters away. The archer was still up in the tree, unable to leave even though he wanted to. This was the farthest distance that a spell could reach, meaning that Saleen could be a threat to his life if he were a truly dedicated Grade 1 mage. As he approached the archer, Saleen became calmer. He even recalled his past, thinking about how he had humbly approached a repugnant merchant at the market just to get half of a biscuit. He had withstood the beating silently because he had not known what resistance was.

Until the day that he had landed in the dungeon over a gold coin and Jason had came to his rescue, Saleen suddenly realized that his former life up until then had been hell.

Never wanting to lead that type of life again, Saleen smiled as he cast a spell using both hands. He recited a magic mantra with a distinctive rhythm loudly. The archer touched his quiver, but there was nothing left as he had used up all of his arrows. After he had used his last arrow, the mage’s magic shields had not increased in number. It was as though he had known that the archer was depleted of weapons.

The archer was not willing to wait for his death and put down his bow which was made of an animal’s horn. He took out his dagger and pounced towards the bottom of the tree, doubting that the mage would have any combat ability. As long as he was within the ten meter range…

Puff! An unusually dreary silence followed. An icicle thicker than an arm struck the archer’s head, pulverizing it in an instant.

Canghong was astounded. This attack was beyond his knowledge of magic. Being a mercenary from a Grade 4 regiment, he was not completely ignorant about magic. Canghong could identify that Saleen was using Grade 1 magic, but this Grade 1 spell had been extraordinarily powerful. The speed of this huge icicle was so fast that it had even escaped Canghong’s eyes. This meant that once Saleen had locked down his spell, even a Grade 4 professional would not be able to avoid it.

After this attack, Saleen’s state was at its peak. Second deployment; release of a Grade 2 spell; instant magic, he had perfectly blended these three high level techniques to give the Grade 1 spell the effect of a Grade 3 spell. As he looked at the pulverized head of the fallen archer, Saleen said with a tinge of regret, ”What a shame about those one hundred gold coins!”