Chapter 89: No-Fly Zone
"I-I want to leave too."
The ponytail woman said with difficulty.
She looked at Rod's figure in the magical projection, her eyes full of venomous resentment.
"One of Bahadur's survival principles is to know your own limits. Of course I won't let him off. Later I'll go invite a seventh-tier senior from the Dragon Interest Society."
Only now did the vertical-lined man finally let out a breath of relief.
"Then I'll go tell Luen and the others, and we'll retreat after."
He was a good-natured old fellow.
Now he turned again to the half-elf: "Honestly, it's too dangerous for you alone."
But the moment his words fell—
He suddenly detected a faint, hidden fluctuation of magical power.
It was from Sessil's position!
He saw her face twisted with hatred, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl shooting from her staff toward the ponytail woman.
"Seeking death!"
The vertical-lined man immediately acted, constructing a defensive spell shield exclusive to Lei Ting.
Of course, the ponytail woman reacted as well; the instant her spell shield rose, her staff fired off another wave of 【Heart-Rending】 magical power.
Sessil pinched the magic ring in her hand.
【Spell Counter】!
The wave of magical power immediately turned tail, swiftly burrowing into the ponytail woman's body.
"Using 【Spell Counter】 to deal with a mental spell from the Illusion branch? What were you thinking?"
The ponytail woman's body swayed slightly, then the spell was rapidly deconstructed by herself, and she jeered.
Mental spells—these are a type of spell that demands great talent.
Even at Bahadur Magic Academy, only a small portion of students qualified to sign up for this course.
It's a spell with the nature of "laymen watch the show, insiders see the craft."
The Magic Control Federation's newspaper once mentioned it, saying it is one of the easiest and also one of the hardest spells to deconstruct.
The hardest part is that entry is extremely difficult—the gap between those without talent and those with talent is like heaven and earth.
The easiest to deconstruct is because this spell does not involve the connection of magical power with elements; it is entirely a synthesis of spirit and magical power, so the ponytail woman could dispel it easily.
The lightning of 【Disintegrating Lightning Strike】 did not hit anyone.
It passed between the two and struck the ground behind them.
The vertical-lined man saw it and shook his head.
"Too terrible, that aim of yours, Sessil—did you fail the Precision Magic Guidance course?"
And when he turned his head to look, his eyes instantly went wide.
The lightning strike had been deliberately controlled; the scorch mark drew a square spell formation on the ground.
The next moment, the liquid from the mud bowl of 【Spell-Eroding Sweet Rain】 flowed over it.
The water traced a swift circle along the scorch mark; with that as casting material, the spell was formally constructed.
【Leap Forbidden】!
The entire temple suddenly lit up with a layer of magical nimbus; everyone present found that a portion of their magical pathways could no longer run to completion.
The vertical-lined man turned his head toward Sessil's direction.
No one was there.
"What is this?"
The ponytail woman's face darkened. "I can't cast 【Spatial Shift】."
"Sessil is truly remarkable—we underestimated her. She constructed a no-fly-zone spell ritual that even I don't know. Until it's broken, we can't escape this place."
"That wretched woman!"
"No matter, this ritual was completed in great haste; it'll dispel itself in ten minutes."
*Slap! *
Before the words were finished, a sound came from the altar.
Looking again, the ritual leg-bone representing 【Dread Mist Concealment】 had snapped in two, and green mold was sprouting from it.
"Trouble—they've come."
The vertical-lined man hurriedly added: "Use mental spells against him! Spirit warriors don't have strong enough mental resistance!"
*Boom!!! *
A violent tremor ran through the temple!
It was as if a cannon had struck, slamming straight into the wall.
As the brick wall thundered down—
A hole appeared in the ceiling, and a ray of natural light, entirely different from 【Light】, shone through.
Then a man with his back to the light was perched at the large hole in the ceiling.
He spotted the people below at a glance and laughed:
"Found you."
The ponytail woman felt her scalp prickle, and raised her hand to fire off a 【Heart-Rending】.
But that man didn't even pause!
"He nullified my 【Heart-Rending】!"
". What the hell kind of monster is this!"
The vertical-striped man instantly panicked.
Rod landed with a thud, shattering a large patch of floor tiles.
He activated the 【Dragon Scale Art】, and transparent dragon scales crawled all over his body.
He scanned the surroundings.
Three black-robed mages, an altar, and the formation on the ground.
"Only three people?"
Lili said there were at least five; excluding the one they killed, four should remain.
Perhaps that female mage, Cecil, escaped.
He didn't think much of it.
Magic surged within the vertical-striped man's body.
The four basic elements—wind, fire, water, and earth—flashed into existence in the air, converging into a seven-colored chain.
"Try to control him first."
The chain pressed forward rapidly.
Rod spread his hands, letting it bind his limbs.
The ponytail woman nodded and cast 【Mind Web】.
Then her face instantly turned as pale as could be.
"He resisted again; he likely has a treasure granting mental resistance."
Why judge it to be a treasure granting mental resistance?
Because a mental spell of this intensity would make even a seventh-tier mage tremble; what kind of situation is it that he showed no reaction at all?!
But the casting did not stop.
A massive vine burst through the floor tiles, spiraling upward to tightly bind Rod.
She didn't only use mental spells; this vine-control spell was taught to her by the half-elf beside her.
It was said to be an enhanced vine spell developed after dissecting three tree spirits.
She had tested it; even a seventh-tier young dragon couldn't break free.
But the opponent's performance in the magical projection was simply too terrifying!
The vertical-striped mage still felt it wasn't enough.
So he added another 【Ice Prison】.
It trapped Rod completely, leaving no gap for air.
"He seems unable to break free?"
"No, he hasn't moved at all."
The vertical-striped man rolled his throat and swallowed.
Rod's gaze just now reminded him of the scrutinizing looks from the teachers at Bahadur Magic Academy.
"There is still a halfling."
The half-elf reminded them.
"That is a mage; she probably wouldn't dare enter the 【Jump Prohibition】 either."
As the ponytail woman spoke, she released a cloud of poison gas into the Ice Prison.
Yet the spiritual fluctuation inside remained undisturbed, steady as an old dog.
"Damn! He's truly a monster!"
"Forget him! This person is a monster even more absurd than someone at Isabella Argyle's level! Hurry and deconstruct the spell formula!"
They wanted to leave through the door.
But that bald mage, for the sake of style, didn't build a door when constructing the temple back then!
Speaking thus, the vertical-striped mage added another 【Time Slow Flow】.
Although this wasn't a direct control method, this spell slowed the flow of time in the target area, making the movement of creatures or objects within it extremely sluggish, as if they were immersed in the river of time.
This was normally a realm only seventh-tier mages would touch, but since everyone in the Magic Academy was a genius, quite a few sixth-tier peak mages could learn it.
Furthermore.
The vertical-striped mage's advancement path was the 【Slowing】 Domain.
This actually carried a shred of the Domain's authority; spiritual warriors were always very poor at corresponding with Domains.
Anything involving a Domain inevitably consumed a great deal.
With this single strike, the vertical-striped mage directly felt more than half of his mana vanish from his body.
"This is truly ghostly! Why do I feel he is even more terrifying than that Emerald Monster from a few days ago!"
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