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Chapter 282

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William Merlin finally reacted.

'Damn, I've really been muddled by Ross Merlin's craftiness. The negative effect of the Counterspell was only temporarily sealing the Fire Spell Channel. Although my Meditation Law is the Crimson Heart, it's not like I can only use Fire Spells. Now that I've fallen into this state, I'm really stupid …'

Fortunately, this reminder came just in time.

After realizing the problem, William Merlin immediately changed his fighting style and cast a large number of spells of various elements. Although the power of these spells was far from being comparable to Fire Spells due to the Meditation Law, after being strengthened by various Metamagics, it gave William Merlin a chance to catch his breath.

'Fortunately, fortunately …' William Merlin finally sighed in relief. After all, the previous situation couldn't get any worse. Ross Merlin had cast a large number of spells in torrents, and he simply hadn't been able to retaliate. At that time, he felt like a small boat in a storm. If he wasn't careful, he would be engulfed by the huge waves.

'Fortunately, I've managed to turn the situation around a bit. As long as I stall for time and wait for the Counterspell's duration to pass, this battle will once again return to the starting line.'

Thinking of this, William Merlin couldn't help smiling. He was the most proficient in this kind of battle of patience.

But before William could smile, a voice came from behind him, "You're right, you're right.

"What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for someone to treat you to dinner? You're not taking advantage of such a good opportunity, do you want to eat a second Counterspell? Hurry up, my time is limited. Hurry up and finish the battle so I can hurry back … "

"…" William Merlin almost fell to the ground.

If it wasn't for the battle being so intense, William Merlin would have really wanted to turn around and ask, 'Bro, don't play with me, I'm being suppressed to death, how could there be a good opportunity …'

"I think you're really stupid. Forget it, do you know how to calculate spell cooldowns? Have you ever learned the Round Table Theory? Just use your brain and you'll know where the opportunity is …"

"Magic Exhaustion, Round Table Theory …"

At this time, Ross Merlin's spell attacks were still fierce, but William Merlin's eyes gradually shone.

The reminder from behind suddenly opened a window for William Merlin …

In other words, he had pulled out a thread from a messy and complicated ball of thread.

William Merlin had been on the defensive since the start of the battle. That Counterspell directly put William Merlin at a disadvantage. Even if he was reminded later and barely won a chance to catch his breath, it was only a moment. William Merlin was constantly running for his life and struggling with all his might.

Until that reminder appeared …

Indeed, why couldn't he calculate spell cooldowns? Ross Merlin's spell attacks came wave after wave, and he had already released several dozen spells. As long as he calculated the spell cooldowns, he would be able to predict the course of the battle.

And wasn't that what he was good at?

At this time, William Merlin finally understood why his cousin kept emphasizing time in Thousand Sails City. Casting time, cooldown, burst time, consumption time, and so on. Sometimes, William Merlin even felt that his cousin's emphasis on time had reached an abnormal level. There were countless variables in a mage's casting. The same spell, the same mage, under different circumstances, the time would be completely different.

There were too many factors that could affect time …

William Merlin had also complained, but every time he complained, he would be treated harshly. That period of time was like hell for William Merlin. Sometimes, William Merlin even suspected that his cousin was deliberately making things difficult for him.

That hellish torment lasted for three months.

During those three months, William Merlin almost went crazy. What had originally been an ordinary spell like eating and drinking had already become a kind of painful torture. An ordinary Wind Blade would require at least seven calculations, and as long as one of them was wrong, what awaited William Merlin would be even more painful torment.

After three months, William Merlin finally met the requirements. At least, he had a good grasp of the timing of Low Tier Spells.

William Merlin clearly remembered that when he did all this, his cousin didn't say anything and directly gave him a copy of the Crimson Heart Meditation Law Set.

From that point on, his strength started growing by leaps and bounds.

It only took him half a year to go from a 5th Rank Great Mage to a High Mage.

Now, he could even fight against Ross Merlin.

This would have been something William Merlin wouldn't have dared to think of in the past.

After understanding all this, William Merlin no longer just focused on casting and fighting. Instead, he focused all his attention on calculating the cooldown of spells.

Under the guidance of the Round Table Theory, William Merlin quickly found Ross Merlin's casting trajectory.

'Turns out you can fight like this …' His accurate predictions made William Merlin feel enlightened. This was the first time William Merlin realized how precious the things his cousin had taught him were. This completely subverted a mage's fighting style.

At this time, the negative effects of Counterspell had already passed. William Merlin and Ross Merlin were back at the same starting line, and with William Merlin's accurate predictions, the originally disparate battle suddenly turned into a stalemate.

Lin Yun wasn't worried at all as he watched from the side, only reminding him from time to time.

"Are you kidding? You didn't notice such a simple trap? This is a temptation to waste your Counterspell …"

"Careful, careful, I already told you to be careful, what are you doing? I didn't let you casually use Runic Shield, so you don't even know how to use other defensive spells?"

"Attack, attack! Fuck, do you have Sharp Mind in your list of spells? You should have used it a minute ago, don't you know that this is the best time to burst out?"



Just like that, the battle continued until the sun went down.

The power of the battle between two High Mages was shocking. Apart from Lin Yun and the Draconic Beastman, everyone else had already retreated very, very far away. The entire courtyard had already been destroyed by this battle. It looked like a complete mess, and they couldn't even find a place to stand.

Whether it was William Merlin or Ross Merlin, they were already like arrows at the end of their flight. Both sides were using spells of lower and lower ranks, from the 5th Tier to the 2nd Tier. It could be seen that the two of them didn't have much mana left.

"Ha … Haha, Ross Merlin, it looks like the gap between us isn't as big as you think …" William Merlin was panting heavily as he unceremoniously ridiculed Ross.

This battle was too exhilarating for William Merlin.

Before today, William Merlin would never have dreamed that he would be able to fight Ross Merlin to this extent.

After all, Ross was one of the three geniuses of the Merlin Family, the owner of the strongest Magic Conducting Rune, the Endless Spring. Half a year ago, when Ross Merlin became a 5th Rank High Mage, William had only been a 5th Rank Great Mage. The gap between the two of them couldn't be calculated.

But now, he was fighting Ross Merlin to this extent!

He had survived the Counterspell at the start, he had survived Ross Merlin's spell blockade, and now, he was forcing Ross Merlin to the point where his mana was almost exhausted.

That was Ross Merlin …

Ross Merlin, the one with the Endless Spring …

The Merlin Family's strongest Magic Conducting Rune, known as an inexhaustible source of mana. The Crimson Fort's seven days and seven nights of bloody battle hadn't been exhausted, but he had almost exhausted it.

In other words, the pressure he had put on Ross Merlin in this battle was far greater than the pressure Ross Merlin had put on him.

In a way …

He had already won this battle.

If it hadn't been for the Endless Spring …

This was something to be proud of …

"Hey, you haven't won yet …"

"…" William Merlin almost fell to the ground. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he tried to explain, "I'm almost out of mana …"

"You also know that you are almost out of mana? Then don't you know that your opponent has the Endless Spring? His mana recovery speed is ten times faster than yours? Why don't you try bragging a bit and see if you can buy some time for your opponent? Maybe by the time you finish bragging, your opponent will be able to use a Flame Burst to burn you to ashes … "

"But …"

"But what? Didn't your soul inheritance tell you how to use Spell Recoil to extract mana?"

"Ah, Spell Recoil …" Lin Yun 'words immediately reminded William Merlin. Indeed, the soul inheritance he had obtained from that damaged crest was a good way to extract mana from Spell Recoil.

But this method was really too dangerous …

The principle behind Spell Recoil was to use the collision of two spells to instantly burst out with mana. During this process, the caster would have to bear the damage caused by the collision of the two spells. It was too dangerous for a mage. Even if it was only the collision of two 1st Tier Spells, the power generated was no joke. If they weren't careful, not only would they not be able to extract mana, they would also have to pay for it.

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