How painful would Grimm's spells be?
Three 155 degrees of fire spells rained down on Lucian's body. Even a golem made of magic iron alloy would be melted into molten iron, not to mention Cesar's body was made of flesh and blood.
His body had been tempered with poison all year round, which allowed him to condense an invisible barrier around his body when his wizard energy surged. This barrier was formed by the combination of his life magnetic field and spiritual force. It could resist almost all elemental, mental, poison, and curses. The damage it could reduce depended on the individual's strength.
With Cesar's strength as a veteran wizard, he could reduce elemental damage by 30% to 50%.
Moreover, after his body was tempered, even without any spell equipment, his iron-like body was no weaker than a top-grade anti-magic armor. This was the most terrifying thing about body tempering wizards!
They could completely withstand the bombardment of elemental wizards, rush to the opponent's side, and end the battle with a violent blow. If the opponent did not have enough mobility spells, the outcome of the battle would be very simple.
However, this was only applicable to normal wizards.
The basic attack power of a normal grade 1 wizard was between 70 to 100 degrees. Those that could exceed 100 degrees were already the threshold of a veteran wizard. To reach the elite level, the threshold was 130 degrees.
Flender's trump card, Water Dragon Wave, might only have an attack power of 110 degrees, but its effect could last as long as 40 seconds. In other words, the attack power could reach an astonishing 140 degrees.
If he was facing a normal wizard's attack, even if he could achieve Grimm's terrifying instantaneous effect, his attack power would not be enough to destroy Cesar's body.
100 degrees of elemental damage would be reduced by 30% to 50%, and part of it would be absorbed by the golden armor. Only then would the rest be used on Cesar's body. Even if Sicar didn't dodge and took the full brunt of the spells, his body would only need to withstand 30-40 degrees of elemental damage and he would be fine.
For Cesar, who had tempered his body to the point that it was comparable to a wizard's weapon, this bit of damage was completely within the range of what he could endure. Although they would suffer some pain in the process, they would not lose their basic combat abilities.
However, Grimm's 155 degrees Elemental Attack was beyond what his body could endure. The damage was shocking!
Thus, as soon as the three spells landed on his body, Sicar's body melted.
His sturdy muscles that were as sturdy as iron ingots quickly crumbled and corroded under the raging elemental flames. After the forcefield barrier on his body was broken, Sicar's entire body was immediately engulfed by the elemental flames that reached more than 3000 degrees Celsius and burned fiercely.
At this moment, the flames were burning his skin, hair, flesh, and bones …
The pain from every corner of his body allowed him to break through the 'intimidation' of the Wind Dragon. He screamed in pain as he escaped from Grimm's side. However, no matter where he fled to, that layer of raging flames always wrapped around and followed him. The sound of flesh being burned and eroded could be heard clearly.
No matter how strong Sicar's magic resistance was, the surface of his skin wrinkled, shriveled, cracked, and burned to ashes under the terrifying flames. Without the protection of his skin, the exposed flesh and bones were immediately exposed to the flames.
His powerful mental strength allowed him to clearly sense every inch of his skin, every piece of flesh, every tendon, and every bone sizzling in the flames.
This kind of terrifying feeling caused him to lose his courage, and it also caused him to become even crazier.
On one hand, he crazily waved his claws in the direction where Grimm might be. On the other hand, he was howling in pain, calling for Flender's help.
He was doing his best to block the elemental flames on the surface of his body. Although he was burned to a terrible state, it did not harm his body. As long as his companions came to his aid in time, there was still a possibility of healing such a huge wound even though it looked miserable.
Flender, who was controlling the Water Dragon Wave from afar, raised his eyebrows and shot out a cold light from his eyes. As his hands moved rapidly, the raging waves chasing after Grimm abruptly turned into a dozen water dragons. They forcefully broke through the magma field created by the explosion of the Lava Fireball and rushed towards the tall and sturdy back of the Balrog.
Even at this moment, Flender still chose to attack the enemy first.
As for saving Sicar, he might as well wait until he caught Grimm.
As for Grimm, he had placed all his attention on Wizard Sicar. Now that he was facing the overwhelming water dragon wave, it was too late for him to escape.
Flame Leap was indeed a good escape and travel skill, but it still needed about a second of fire guidance and locking on. However, the water dragon wave did not give him the time and opportunity to escape.
His lava and fire shields had almost been torn apart by Sicar, and the remaining shields and energy shields would not be able to withstand Flender's powerful spells. However, in the face of danger, Grimm was not afraid at all. His huge body sank and strangely merged with the body of the Wind Dragon.
The Wind Dragon, which was 17 meters long and had a wingspan of 6 meters, abruptly twisted its body. Its spindle-shaped tail whistled as it whipped the struggling Sicar out of the sky.
However, the Wind Dragon, who had turned its body around, was instantly sucked into the violent water dragon wave. It could not help but somersault in the air. Its body that was covered in green scales creaked from the impact of the water dragons that were tossing and turning.
If it was not for the fact that the elemental energy in its body was condensed enough, its body would have been broken by the water dragon.
Seeing Grimm and the Wind Dragon being sucked into his Water Dragon Wave, Wizard Flender's heart was filled with great joy. After tens of years of bloody battles, he was filled with absolute confidence in his Water Dragon Wave. As long as his opponent was a Wizard with a body of flesh and blood, as long as he had not stepped into rank 2, he would not be able to withstand the repeated attacks of a dozen water dragons.
However, as he furrowed his brows and struggled to control the water dragons, a terrifying dragon roar tore through the sky from the core of the huge wave.
It was as if an unparalleled ferocious beast was hiding in the huge wave. An invisible, egg-shaped ripple spread out from the inside and swept through every inch of space in an instant. Wherever the invisible ripples went, all the huge waves, whirlpools, and water dragons were crushed into mist by the incomparably violent power, and then returned to the disorderly water element.
The Water Dragon Wave that was sweeping through the sky turned into a cool world of water in an instant. The water element was so dense that it was almost solid, but it quickly dissipated.
Amidst the rippling water world, a green wind dragon flew out with its head held high. Within its body, the originally colorless and transparent whirlpool had been replaced by surging, violent flames.
This … This was simply a demonic wind and fire elemental dragon!
When the Tempest Dragon landed heavily on the ground, strands of demonic fire dispersed from its body. Then, Grimm's tall and mighty Balrog body condensed on its back.
The blue-robed Wizard Flender sucked in a breath of cold air.
Before the battle, he did not have any special understanding of the Wind Dragon's strength. He only felt that its appearance was fierce and imposing. However, through the attack of the Water Dragon Wave, he could vaguely feel the approximate strength of this Wind Dragon.
It was definitely stronger than him!
In other words, it had the strength of a top-notch elite Wizard!
Even if he did not count Grimm, if he had to fight this Wind Dragon alone, his chances of winning would not exceed 20%. Now that the Wind Dragon and that damned Grimm were cooperating so well, his chances of winning would probably be even lower.
No … It was not a question of whether he could win or not. Instead, it was a question of whether Grimm would let him escape!
Flender's handsome face suddenly contorted into a sinister expression.
That damned family elder, what kind of information did he give me? Didn't he say that he was only dealing with a Fire Wizard who had the strength of an elite Wizard for a short period of time? Where did this elite Wind Dragon come from?
… …
For a moment, Flender's expression kept changing due to the complicated emotions in his heart. However, his hope of continuing the battle was quickly dwindling.
He could clearly sense that Sicar had suffered heavy injuries and was lying in a deep pit in the distance, howling in pain as he waited for help. The flock of red-eyed crows that had been spying on him from afar had also disappeared.
His two companions could no longer be relied on. What was the point of continuing the battle?
Large beads of sweat appeared on Flender's forehead, and his expression was ferocious and pained.
Grimm controlled the Wind Dragon to take a step forward, but Flender, who was struggling, suddenly raised his arms.
"Surrender … I surrender … According to the rules of Wizards, you can take all my resources, but you can't hurt my body … I want to enjoy the treatment of a surrendered Wizard …"
* Caw … *
Was that even possible?
As soon as he advanced, he went to fight in another plane war. After that, he came back and participated in a small 'conflict' with his family. Since then, Grim had been busy running around all day. He rarely had the chance to stop and learn some unpopular knowledge among wizards.
Thus, when Flender suddenly surrendered, Grimm's hand that was holding the Lava Fireball was stuck for a few seconds.
Under his strict orders, the A.I. Chip immediately pulled out the contents of the 'Magus's Handbook' and quickly looked up information related to surrendering on the battlefield.
This Magus's Handbook was a basic item distributed by the scattered Wizard Association of Tarryn. Almost every Magus in the central continent had to abide by the rules and taboos in it. Although many of the contents could be ignored in private, if they were to brazenly go against it, they would inevitably be hunted down by the law enforcers who had nothing better to do.
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