Chapter 409: Binding and Restraint

White Mage stared at Jiang Xia, who emitted a powerful oppressive force, the flute-sword in his hand slowly raised, while his right hand hung at his side. The one who said he would take his name was not boasting; he truly had the ability to do so.

A mage wouldn't have such a strong oppressive feeling.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you attacking? I'm right here." Jiang Xia waved his hand, "Let me see what your magic is really like."

As soon as Jiang Xia finished speaking, the White Mage quickly condensed a magic formation ahead, numerous iron chains made of steel aimed at him and surged forward.

At the same time, magic formations also erupted on both sides of Jiang Xia. The White Mage's casting speed was extremely fast; with just a single magic ring, he instantly cast multiple spells.

Those iron chains of the breaking gust sliced through the air with immense power; they were magic-made iron chains capable of greatly suppressing the bound magic power. The chains seemed like living things, dancing in midair, attempting to completely bind Jiang Xia's limbs.

Jiang Xia watched the iron chains shooting toward him, made no attempt to dodge, and let them wrap around his wrists and ankles, trying to pull him directly to the ground.

Looking at the iron chains on his wrist, Jiang Xia simply grabbed them all with a backhand and gave a light tug.

The bent iron chains instantly straightened in midair, and their ends simultaneously emitted a crisp breaking sound.

At this moment, the White Mage quickly placed the magic ring on his belt, continuously infusing his entire magic power to stabilize the spell.

These iron chains were originally tough enough to bind mages serving as human pillars; their bursting power was such that even a rampaging phantom could not break free.

But Jiang Xia merely gave a light tug, and those chains, which strained with all their might to break free, along with the binding magic formation connected to his hand, would be shattered by this brute force.

Watching the White Mage continuously stabilizing the magic formation, he noticed a flicker of crimson electric arc suddenly appear on Jiang Xia's body.

He quickly withdrew his magic, but his right-hand magic ring instantly shattered into fragments, and at the same time, a burnt smell emanated from the palm beneath his robe.

Jiang Xia waved the black cloak on his back, gave a light shake, and the chains originally entwined around his body, pierced by Demonic Emperor Power, emitted a faint red light and shattered at the sound.

Immediately afterward, a jet-black bat pattern appeared beneath Jiang Xia's body, and within a few hundredths of a second it shifted to behind the White Mage.

The seal barrier filled with Demonic Emperor Power directly immobilized the White Mage.

The White Mage's arms were forcibly spread open; clad in white robes, he resembled a medieval wizard burned at the stake.

The crimson electric arc, like a red snake, directly filled the White Mage's body.

Charred white smoke and sparks continually rose from the White Mage's body amid the crackling of electric current.

The pain of being pierced throughout his body by Demonic Emperor Power caused him to emit an unbearable wail.

Just a few seconds ago, Jiang Xia was the one bound by iron-chain magic; now it was the other side being hoisted by the seal barrier.

This was not a battle, but one-sided torture.

The air also reeked of the smell of flesh scorched by the electric arc and a faint hint of blood.

The White Mage hanging in midair, originally clean in appearance, now underwent a strange transformation: a sharp horn sprouted from his forehead, his bones began to mutate, and the original yellowish-brown gem-like face was now covered by a white mask resembling a human face.

Under the stimulation of the seal barrier, he actually turned into a white monster with a horn on its head and a curved blade on its left shoulder.

It was like a Tooth Blood Vampire turned human, but when stimulated by great power, its true monstrous form would be revealed.

"This is the White Phantom in the name of the Sage; it doesn't look impressive, I still prefer the mage's appearance."

Gazing at the White Mage whose true form had been revealed, Jiang Xia shook his head, "This artificial phantom's raw material is nothing but magic gems."

If this technology were spread, everyone could become a mage. Here the definition of a mage is very vague: as long as one has a belt and a ring, whether a phantom or a human who has endured despair, anyone can become a mage, and the transformed shape merely changes according to the appearance of the magic ring.

However, a mage who has not experienced despair cannot be called true hope; they are merely ordinary people who can use magic.

To them, magic is merely a tool, not salvation.

Jiang Xia raised his right hand, moved his fingers slightly, and the Great Sage, who was bound to the seal barrier and controlling the phantom from behind, was pulled over without any resistance.

Jiang Xia lifted his leg, covered in scarlet armor, and kicked the Sage Phantom in the abdomen.

The Sage Phantom's body, offering no resistance, was kicked back into the seal barrier; the crimson electric arc rapidly condensed into a heaven‑piercing thunderbolt, accompanied by the roar of angry thunder, which slammed violently into him.

With a heart‑rending wail, the Sage Phantom burst into a shower of sparks and crisp explosions.

This artificial phantom ability has only two functions: one is to draw in magic power, the other is to create magic stones.

The first ability, in an instant, drained the magic power of the one named Cao Zhenren who was in the Infinite Form, causing his transformation to be undone.

The second ability creates magic stones that can serve as raw material for magic rings.

The magic gemstone of the ring capable of causing a solar eclipse and opening the Magic Banquet is what it creates.

These two advantages are advantageous whether helping or destroying phantoms and mages that likewise rely on magic power as energy.

It can practically be called a Mage Killer, quite perverse.

In a world where magic is a superhuman ability, as long as this phantom's true form is strong, it is nearly invincible.

The White Mage originally intended to absorb magic power through this form to free himself from the seal barrier's restraints, but he never expected that after absorbing for a long time, he would take in not a shred of magic power, and his body remained under the seal barrier's control.

The torment transmitted to his body, akin to death by a thousand cuts, told him that what bound him was not magic, but something similar.

The seal barrier is an innate Tooth Blood Vampire technique of the Dark Kiva Armor; the Tooth Blood Vampire's techniques rely not on magic power, but on life energy.

The Thirteen Demon Tribe and phantoms are completely different species, with different manifestations and attributes.

A mage whose magic power is drained will not die, but once life energy is gone, the whole person will turn into glass and shatter to death.

Everyone possesses life energy, but magic power is held by only a few.

It's like using a sword from the previous dynasty to behead an official of the current dynasty—impossible.

The attack had not yet ended; Jiang Xia's figure instantly broke through the firelight, and the armor on the Dark Kiva instantly turned bright crimson.

Suddenly, the surging Demonic Emperor Power burst forth, gathering entirely on the cloak behind him named the "Dark Veil".

He waved his hand, and the cloak erupted with a sound of tearing air, bursting outward.

The edge of the dark cloak was sharp as a blade; it fiercely sliced at the Sage Phantom, whose body had fallen from midair and was still emitting green smoke.

The White Mage, already transformed into a phantom, looked at the incoming crimson blade and his expression turned extremely grave.

Heedless of the piercing pain on his body, a golden magic formation instantly covered his body, transforming him into the White Mage's form.

And at that moment, the crimson blade fiercely struck his chest, producing a metallic clash.

(End of Chapter)