(Sorry, Chapter 81 has been updated twice … I'll change it now.)
On Earth, there was a famous saying on the internet: Don't be afraid, just do it.
Although the God of Spellcasters, who had just been apotheosized and was once the greatest sorcerer, Ymir Lamperus, was not a time traveler, he understood the essence of this famous saying. They fought without the slightest bit of sloppiness.
He didn't even greet the three gods beside him and directly launched an attack on Wall.
He raised his magic wand, and a golden blade of light was formed, slashing toward Wall's head.
After stepping into the world of gods, many of the common spells of mortals were useless. Especially those spells that attacked directly, because of the difference in level, it was almost impossible to be effective against gods. If one wanted to fully exert their power in a battle between gods, they had to use spells above the common ones, which were commonly known as "legendary spells."
As the greatest sorcerer in human history, Ymir Lamperus certainly knew legendary spells, and he knew a lot of them.
Not only that, as the God of Spellcasters, he had a unique advantage in terms of spells. He could even easily endow those common spells with legendary qualities, so that when facing gods, they could also play a normal role.
For example, what he was performing at the moment was a middle-level spell, "Blade of Light." This spell could create a blade of light, which could automatically track and attack the enemy. If the enemy was a creature from the direction of chaos or evil, it would also suffer additional damage.
Of course, this spell was certainly ineffective against gods. But in the hands of Ymir, it was given legendary qualities. The golden blade of light not only contained a power that even Sui Xiong was secretly shocked, but it also faintly locked the space around Wall, making it impossible for him to escape.
Sui Xiong frowned, raised his tentacles, and was about to cast a spell.
But he was surprised to find that even though he had completed the structure of the spell and released his magic, he couldn't complete the spell. Only a scattered magic flow flew out from his tentacles and collided with the blade of light. It was defeated without any suspense, and it couldn't stop it even for a second.
"What's going on?!" he cried out involuntarily.
A light and shadow appeared in front of him, which was the usual image of the Master of Mystery. "Don't be surprised, I've blocked your ability to cast spells."
"How can this be?!" Sui Xiong shouted, "This is against the rules!"
"I am the God of Magic. As long as I want to, I can seal the spellcasting ability of any person or any god." The Master of Mystery calmly said, "Since you want to be my enemy, I've only temporarily sealed your ability to cast spells. This is already very kind of me."
"This is not in line with your priesthood." The God of Justice frowned and said, "Your priesthood is to promote magic, not to prohibit the use of magic."
"My job is to promote and manage magic." The Master of Mystery replied, "Management, of course, includes forbidding people or Gods that I deem unsuitable from using magic."
"No wonder the Elf God System suffered a crushing defeat at your hands. You used this method, didn't you?" Morani asked coldly. "Are you targeting us again this time?"
"You think too much." The Master of Mystery didn't explain, and his figure gradually faded away.
The last thing that floated in the air was his message. "Don't get in the way of this duel. This is the greatest fairness I can give you."
Sui Xiong's eyes turned gloomy. The Master of Mystery's methods and methods made him very, very unhappy! High! Exhilarating!
"Maybe I should find a way to give this b * stard a hard time." He muttered to himself, and then looked at Morani and Yorgaardman. "Do you know where that b * stard's God Kingdom is?"
"You plan to fight your way there?" Morani was shocked and hurriedly dissuaded him. "Don't be silly. You definitely can't beat him!"
"That's right. If we really fight our way there, even I can't say that I have a chance of winning." Yorgaardman said in a low voice, "A mage in his own territory isn't that easy to deal with!"
Sui Xiong sneered and turned his tentacles into hands. Gedagda started to pinch his knuckles.
"I'm not stupid enough to send myself to him! As long as you point me to the specific location of that guy's God Kingdom, I'll give him a good beating here! "
Yorgaardman and Morani looked at each other, hesitated, and chose to believe his words.
"His God Kingdom is located in the 'Rainbow Nation' on the positive side of the Ring of the World. It's a country full of spring water and sunshine, and countless beautiful colorful creatures live there." As Yorgaardman introduced, he pointed out the specific location of the Master of Mystery's God Kingdom, the 'Rainbow Spring', to Sui Xiong.
Sui Xiong nodded and turned to look at Wall, who was fighting with the God of Spellcasters — or rather, being suppressed by the God of Spellcasters. He sighed with some worry.
"Don't worry. If there's a risk of him falling, I'll help." Yorgaardman said. "The God of Knowledge is an indispensable and important god in this world. He's a kind force that makes the world progress and makes people happy. I definitely won't let him fall like this!"
Sui Xiong looked at him for a while, took a deep breath, thanked him, and jumped into the ground.
The Master of Mystery was a bastard! If he didn't teach him a lesson, the name "Sui Xiong" would be written upside down!
Over the years, he had also come up with many special methods. Although most of them were unreliable, if he only pursued the power of a single blow, there were still ways that could be used …
Sui Xiong began to slowly prepare. In the air above the ring, Wall and Ymir Lamperus, who could no longer hide, were fighting fiercely.
As the greatest wizard in the history of mankind, Ymir's spell level was so high that it was incredible. Using the game level system, even before he was apotheosized, he was conservatively estimated to be a max level character at level 99. After apotheosized, he had at least an additional 30 to 50 levels, and his combat power could be said to be nature-defying.
Wall was naturally not weak. Before he was apotheosized, he was estimated to be at least 60 to 70 levels. After apotheosized, he was at least a strong person at level 100 or even level 120.
It was just that … the limit of one side was level 120, while the lowest level on the other side was at least level 130. This battle was really … one-sided.
Ymir used an unknown number of enhancement spells on himself in one go. His whole body was emitting a colorful light, like a huge neon light. He was obviously already an old man, but at this moment, he displayed a speed that even Wall could not catch up to. With his amazing speed, he always maintained the distance between him and Wall, throwing spells one after another at him.
He did not use even one truly powerful spell, and all of them were mid-level spells that were Legendarized. Although the power of such spells was slightly weaker compared to the level of a God, they were superior in that they were incomparably fast. With a wave of his hand, one was cast, and another was cast, beating Wall up.
Wall, on the other hand, displayed his speed to the extreme. While desperately chasing after Ymir's figure, he swung his blade from time to time, scattering the spells one by one. As a top-notch swordsman, the accuracy and sharpness of his blade were naturally not to be doubted. No matter what spell Ymir cast, with a wave of his black blade, he could directly scatter it, turning it into countless fine light spots, and not the slightest threat to him.
However, the situation of the battle was still that he was being suppressed. This was because he could not catch up to Ymir's speed at all. The world-renowned black blade was swung countless times, but it could only be used for defense, and could not hurt the enemy at all.
And what was worse was that even he himself knew that Ymir had not actually used his full strength!
This was the greatest sorcerer in human history, this grandmaster who had created the modern magic system, this senior powerhouse who had already shocked the world nearly three thousand years ago, how could he only have such simple tricks!
How could this kind of fighting style that Sui Xiong might call "kiting" be his true strength!
Wall's heart was anxious. Although he was not afraid of battle, nor was he afraid of death, facing the possibility of failure at any time, he could not help but worry.
Ymir, on the other hand, always appeared very calm, and there was even a smile on his old face, as if he was not fighting a life-and-death battle with another God, but giving pointers to the younger generation.
Of course, in terms of age, not to mention Wall, even Morani and Yorgaardman were his juniors.
In the years that he had been quietly studying, the younger generations had surpassed him one by one, and before him, they had embarked on the path of immortality and became great Gods. And yet, he had always been trapped in the Highest Tower. Even though he was respected by thousands of people, he had never been able to take the path that belonged to him to the extreme, and take that most crucial step.
It had been almost three hundred years since he had gone into seclusion to attempt to become a God.
Three hundred years of thinking and loneliness, three hundred years of patience and waiting, had long polished his will to be harder than steel. For him, not to mention the battle in front of him, even if it was a war between the Gods and the destruction of one God System after another, it would not be able to move him.
"Damn it!" Wall finally could not take it anymore, and growled angrily, "Show me what you've got! Don't look down on me! "
Ymir did not answer. He was still smiling, and maintained his previous fighting style.
Perhaps he intended to use this method to defeat Wall, to let this junior, who was born many years later than him, but was one step ahead of him on the path of becoming a God, be defeated in a humiliating way?
The more Wall chased, the more anxious he became. He could not help but think of the battle when he had rebelled against his hometown.
That night, he was just like today, full of a sense of powerlessness. He felt as if he was shrouded in a huge cage between heaven and earth, or like a small insect on a spider's web, unable to break free no matter how hard he tried.
But in the end, he pulled out his sword, waved it, broke the net, split open the cage, killed his enemy, and left.
Thinking of this, he slowly calmed down, and his breathing gradually stabilized.
"What's there to worry about?" He said to himself. "Facing Master Ymir Lamperus, it's a matter of course that I can't beat him, and that I'll be defeated and die. Since I've already mentally prepared myself for this, what's there for me to be anxious about? What's there to be anxious about?
What I'm going to do today is nothing more than to fight with all my might, to exert my power to the extreme, so that even if I die here, I won't have any regrets!
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt enlightened.
The long black blade was put back into the scabbard, and then he pulled it out abruptly and slashed down.
The black blade light was like a new moon, tearing apart all kinds of spells along the way, and went straight for Ymir!
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