After this happened, the contradiction within the Magic Society has approached a critical point, and the various disputes between the three major factions have also been thoroughly aroused, and their respective minions hidden in the darkness have been revealed... but The enemies targeted by these "minions" for deterrence are not eternal temples, but former partners.
Compared with the turmoil of the outside world, Victor, who is at the center of the upcoming storm, is ignorantly consolidating his newly promoted mage level in his residence, so he can use his spare time to compare and study the scientific system and the arcane system. The current relevant knowledge in the book can be used to improve the papers that you want to publish.
One morning half a month later, Victor, dressed in a robe of a classical wizard, walked out of his residence with his manuscript of the thesis.
"What's the matter? Is it my illusion?"
Victor, who was walking on the road to the Tower of Babel, quickly noticed that this floating city was filled with an unusually depressing atmosphere. He couldn't think of it... The source of all this was actually himself!
"Sorry to disturb you!"
Victor was stopped by a gentle-looking young mage, "Are you Mr. Victor Tisrael?"
"Yes, what's the matter with you?"
Victor looked at the young mage in front of him suspiciously.
"Great! Are you really the recipient of the Sistyl Honor Award-Mr. Victor Tisrael?"
The young mage stared at Victor with a hot gaze. He stepped forward two steps and stretched out his hands to make a hug gesture, just like an ardent admirer.
"Hehe, don't be like this..."
Victor, who was not accustomed to making unnecessary physical contact with strangers, took a small step back instinctively when he encountered this situation.
"... My lord is eternal..."
The young mage seemed unwilling to give up this opportunity, he "persistently" continued to hug Victor, and muttered something in his mouth.
At this moment, Victor felt that the back of his neck was shabby! A feeling of extreme danger came from the body of the strange young mage in front of him.
"The second-class spell is invalid enchantment."
Intuition allowed Victor to subconsciously inspire the constant four-ring spell on the "Founder's Ring". At the same time, the young mage also exploded strongly.
The attack that occurred in the blink of an eye was transformed into a series of slow motions, displayed in Victor's field of vision, under the influence of the talent "Data Analysis-Combat Assist".
Three orange-red fireballs erupted from the shoulders and chest of the young mage with a smile and hug-like arms. In the process of growing from small to large, Victor could clearly see that the young mage’s picture The smiling face was scorched and carbonized by the high temperature, and the limbs were torn apart by the circular shock wave produced by the explosion...
When the high temperature and shock wave produced by the explosion were about to annihilate Victor's body, the "second-class spell invalid enchantment" was smoothly activated, and a magic ball emitting a shimmer surrounded Victor's body. Within the ten-foot spherical area illuminated by the dim light, the orange-red light and shock wave were like melted ice and snow, silently turning into nothing.
"boom!"
The explosion that followed immediately rang in Victor's ears, making his mind buzz.
"Translocation."
After staggering back two steps, Victor, as soon as he got rid of the roar, ignited the defensive spell while rushing towards the shops on the roadside, he did not stay still.
At this moment, fifty or sixty missiles composed of dark blue magical energy flew from the buildings on both sides of the street. They drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, dragged a long trail, and carried The whistling sound hit Victor who was running.
"Bao 呯 呯 呯..."
About half of the magic missiles actually penetrated Victor's illusory body and rained down on the stone streets, while the other half of the magic missiles turned a corner and hit in an "S"-shaped trajectory. The real Victor.
However, under the protection of the "second-class spell invalid enchantment", these attacks did not cause any harm to Victor.
After a tumbling, Victor turned into the shop on the side of the road in a little embarrassment.
"Mr., are you okay? What's going on outside?"
A middle-aged man hiding behind the counter of the shop slightly put his head out, and asked in a trembling voice.
"It's okay! You hide behind the counter first..."
Victor answered while observing the situation in the shop. When he saw the middle-aged man, he suddenly felt a trance.
The middle-aged man in sight suddenly became amiable, and Victor felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart—it seemed that the shop owner hiding behind the counter was the person he knew closest and trusted. But why are his eyes red
"Victor, come here quickly! Let's hide behind the counter together... It's safe here!"
Amidst the anxious call of the shop owner, the stupefied Victor walked towards the place where the sound was made in a daze.
Suddenly, a chill came suddenly!
The "mechanized mind" played its due role in this crisis, and Victor's eyes immediately regained clarity.
"Projectile items."
In the slightly surprised eyes of the middle-aged man, a "hellfire" fell at his feet.
"Victor, give up resisting! Although you don't know how you got rid of the illusion that I used, your dying struggle is useless... Ah! What is this!!!"
The middle-aged man who casts advanced defensive spells didn't care about the "hellfire" that fell under his feet. When he finished shooting and found something wrong, it was already too late...
The incandescent flame attached to the defensive spell was burning violently, quickly burning through this translucent layer of "Advanced Mage Armor"!
When a little spark fell on the skin of the middle-aged man, with his slapped hands, this spark perfectly interprets the phrase "a single spark can start a prairie fire"...
The unquenchable flame, the pain deep into the bone marrow, the middle-aged man's mouth uttered a scream of fear!
Under Victor's gaze, this "burning man" rolled around in the shop, causing a bigger flame...
"Victor! This is Rosa... The Ministry of the Interior has completely controlled this area and it is safe now!"
Hearing the calls from the street, Victor did not rush to answer.
After repeated confirmations, Victor, who was armed with multiple defensive spells, walked out of the burning shop.
PS: I used working hours in the morning to secretly code a chapter...