Chapter 74: Rune

"Wither? What is that?"

"I don't know; it's just something trees don't like."

Rod, relying on an Invisibility Potion, trailed far behind Rune.

This little one also belongs to the type that cultivates both Spirit and Magic.

His body has been purified by Spirit, and his Magic reserves are sufficient; this indicates that both his Spirit and Magic have reached the Fourth Tier level.

This is rare; most dual cultivators always have to make trade-offs.

Take Lily, for instance; her Magic tier is slightly higher than her Spirit tier.

Someone like him, blooming in both aspects at such a young age, can indeed be called a genius.

"Truly worthy of Bahadur."

The Banshee ahead of Rune appeared to be at the mid-stage of the Fourth Tier.

She had originally been pursued by two human mages, one of whom had an aura reaching the Sixth Tier.

It had terrified her soul into scattering.

Even hearing the commotion appearing behind her, she dared not turn back.

But as she ran, she eventually realized something was wrong.

The aura strength behind was far weaker than before; only then did she turn her head and discover that only the other Fourth Tier little mage remained.

Instantly, two words appeared in this Banshee's mind:

Turn the tables!

She laughed with a broken voice like sawing wood.

She spun around sharply; her charming, bewitching face suddenly changed, transforming into a grotesque, rotting skull.

Haha! Behold my 【Jump of Terror】!

【Jump of Terror】 is the Banshee's signature spell; if Shi Zhan Cheng Gong, it brings mental shock while simultaneously lowering the opponent's Shi Fa Cheng Gong rate and weakening their constitution, with a certain probability of directly scaring them off.

Yet Rune's expression remained unchanged, a faint glow of Magic lightly flickering on his body.

Obviously, he had easily exempted the effect.

He casually flung out a Magic Missile, within which explosive Magic surged.

It effortlessly pierced through the Banshee's thin Magic shield.

"Huh?"

The stunned Banshee was directly smashed by the missile into the nearby wall, violently spitting out a large mouthful of thick, semi-transparent greenish liquid.

Rune stepped forward slowly.

His fingertips tapped repeatedly, and a rope of Magic coalesced in mid-air.

It then slithered like a snake to the Banshee's back, binding her up.

Looking at this ugly Banshee, his expression was one of great disgust.

"Teacher, is this thing really useful?"

"When have I ever lied to you? Before you obtain the true Dragon Throat, the Banshee's throat is the best Dragon Roar Zhong De Mo Fa medium."

The voice coming from inside the ring said.

"But she is a Spirit body; how can we remove her throat?"

"First use Zhong De Mo Fa to freeze her, then simply saw off the throat portion."

On the continent, both Spirit and Magic can touch and harm Spirit bodies; therefore, in the eyes of cultivators, they are not considered difficult to deal with.

They are far easier to handle than the Spirit bodies created by the Yigo Clan.

Rune sighed, raised his hand, and was just about to cast a spell.

Then, he suddenly pointed toward the sky behind him, and the Magic ring in his hand erupted with dazzling light.

With his other hand, he secretly activated a treasure of concealment and revelation.

A cloud of purple Spirit powder exploded in mid-air like fireworks, covering a large area of houses.

A man wearing a purple Vengeful Lion mask gradually materialized.

"I discovered you long ago!"

Sixth-Tier Magic Ring — 【Ice Prison】.

Countless ice pillars appeared out of thin air; they surrounded a circle, forming a frozen cage.

"So?"

Watching the ice pillars gradually close in to trap him, Rod made no move.

The steel sword in his hand erupted with even more dazzling blue Spirit light.

【Aethelorn's Flash】. 【Five Flashes】!

In an instant, five ferocious sword lights flashed past.

Ding!!!

The Ice Prison was immediately hacked open with a huge gap.

A steel sword of ordinary material could not withstand such destruction either; it snapped with a sound.

The glowing effect of 【Dedicated Body Sword】 was simply too conspicuous; anyone could notice it, so Rod simply took out a spare ordinary steel sword to use.

What he didn't expect was that, having grown used to good quality gear, he momentarily failed to gauge the scale, and broke it directly.

"However, a Fourth Tier initial-stage strength triggering a Sixth-Tier Magic Ring?"

That is somewhat interesting.

A Sixth-Tier Magic Ring requires massive amounts of Spirit and Magic; a Fourth Tier little thing wouldn't be enough even if it drained him dry.

And Rune frowned slightly.

He immediately used the magic ring to cast a high-level spell shield on himself, its level also reaching the sixth tier.

The teacher inside the ring spoke a single sentence, his tone brimming with surprise and urgency.

"This person possesses a high-level pass for the Open-Air Labyrinth!"

"What!"

Rune acted decisively, pulling out two magic rings radiating sixth-tier auras.

They triggered in succession.

Massive magic flying blades and ice spears rapidly coalesced.

Rod grinned.

"Perfect timing to test the quality of the Dragon Scale Art."

Having said that,

his body was instantly covered in transparent scales the size of rice grains, while at the same time, a faint dragon aura released into the air.

Simple and low-key, yet possessing an indescribable heaviness.

Rune, present there, immediately felt his mana circulation become incredibly sluggish.

Boom!!!

The magic flying blades and ice spears struck Rod's body respectively.

The flying blades sliced through his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body, then seemed to be absorbed, rapidly weakening and shattering.

As for the ice spear, though clearly constructed from high-level mana,

it now struck Rod's body as fragile as glass hitting rock, shattering into a pile of ice shards on his skin from head to toe in an instant.

【Dragon Scale Art: Grants extremely high physical and mana defense, and possesses the effect of absorbing mana. It is said that the Immortal Ancient Dragons of the First Era transcended life, being creatures like living rock.】

"!!!"

Rune's eyes widened.

The calm expression he always wore finally changed, filled with disbelief.

A fifth-tier individual effortlessly blocked two sixth-tier spells, and without using any external items?!

"Something's wrong! This person must be using a treasure to conceal their true strength! Run!"

The teacher's tone turned panicked.

"But the pass..."

"Do not force it! Flee!!!"

Rune immediately activated the magic ring, vanishing from the spot via spatial displacement.

Rod's perception had already been maximized, and he had precisely predicted the opponent's tiny movements in advance.

The broken sword in his hand went "boom," igniting with pink-purple resentment fire, and was flung violently toward the side.

Almost simultaneously with Rune's reappearance after spatial displacement, the broken sword shot straight toward his face.

Clang!

The broken blade of the steel sword stopped less than five centimeters from his face.

Shattered iron fragments fell lightly.

The sixth-tier spell shield was instantly penetrated, then blocked by another force.

Rune broke out in a cold sweat all over his body.

In that instant, he felt the terror of death!

"Run! I cannot use it a second time!"

The teacher's anxious voice came again, carrying a hint of weakness.

Rune gritted his teeth in hatred, gazing far away at that figure.

He memorized it firmly in his heart.

His strong sense of pride made him feel utterly humiliated at this moment.

When he embarked on the path of opposing Aethelorn, it was destined that he could not tolerate failure!

"The purple resentment lion, I have remembered you."

Using 【Spatial Displacement】 once more, he vanished from the spot.

Rune was not the chosen one, nor the villainous protagonist; he was merely a tool for dropping equipment. The protagonist had never even glanced at him properly.

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(End of this chapter)