Leon Merlin was indeed a genius, but in Olaro's eyes, he was only a genius. To be treated as an equal, he had to be an Archmage at the very least.
Leon Merlin's face alternated between red and white before finally turning into a silent sneer.
What kind of teacher taught what kind of disciple, this was indeed true.
"Sir Olaro, you are being a bit excessive …" Lin Yun frowned as he coldly looked at Olaro.
"Excessive? If you don't hand over the Wyvern King Blood today, I'll show you what is truly excessive … "
After saying that, a shocking mana fluctuation burst out of Olaro's body. Then, Olaro raised his magic staff and boundless mana instantly transformed into a Mana Shackle that coiled towards Lin Yun like a python.
Mana Shackles were usually used by mages when they were overwhelmingly powerful.
In Olaro's eyes, Mafa Merlin was a weak 2nd Rank High Mage. There was a gap of ten ranks between them, so Mafa Merlin simply didn't need to use a spell. A Mana Shackle would be enough.
In fact, even a 9th Rank High Mage would have to spend a lot of effort to untangle an Archmage's Mana Shackle.
But then, Olaro suddenly noticed that the python-like Mana Shackle seemed to have encountered some obstruction when it reached Lin Yun. No matter how it twisted and tightened, it couldn't get close to Lin Yun. It was followed by a loud explosion as the Mana Shackle he had released was unexpectedly shattered by a huge burst of mana!
Olaro was suddenly startled. 'What's going on?'
Unfortunately, Olaro didn't have time to think, because a Flame Burst carrying a berserk and scorching aura had already appeared in front of him.
But Olaro's reaction was fast enough. This Archmage didn't even think as he erected an Ice Wall in front of him.
The Ice Wall had a great restraining effect on fire magic.
In Olaro's eyes, as an Archmage, using an Ice Wall to deal with a 2nd Rank High Mage's Flame Burst was making a mountain out of a molehill. Archmages were Archmages because they were powerhouses that had touched upon the Laws. Once they reached that realm, a casual spell would display power unimaginable to High Mages. The defensive ability of his Ice Wall was definitely not inferior to a High Mage's Runic Shield.
Dealing with a mere Flame Burst wasn't difficult at all …
What Olaro didn't expect was …
This 2nd Rank High Mage actually dared to attack him …
"You'll know the consequences very soon …" Olaro sneered as he cast an Ice Wall. He turned on his computer and started chanting a long and complicated incantation …
Then, everyone saw the Flame Burst explode on the thick Ice Wall with a long trail of flames …
What followed was a crisp "kacha" sound …
"Hm?" Olaro, who was in the middle of chanting an incantation, was startled.
'How could there be such a sound?'
Unfortunately, before Olaro could understand what was going on, a dazzling flame blossomed in front of him and the thick Ice Wall instantly melted. The berserk and scorching aura of the Flame Burst instantly passed through the Ice Wall and exploded on the Archmage's chest.
A muffled "bang" echoed as Olaro was sent flying out of the living quarters like a kite with its string cut.
As an Archmage, Olaro had at least ten defensive spells enchanted on his body. When that Flame Burst hit his chest, all kinds of magic runes could be seen rising up, and even the surrounding mana fluctuations became distorted.
This was the case once a mage entered the Archmage realm. All kinds of enchanted defensive spells would arm an Archmage to the teeth. Their defensive abilities could completely compare to a Sword Saint's Aura-Protecting Sword Saint. One or two spells wouldn't be able to seriously injure them.
But even so, Olaro wasn't in a good state after taking Lin Yun's Flame Burst. It was as if he had been smashed by a huge rock. He lay on the ground and struggled a few times before slowly crawling up with a pale expression.
"How is this possible …" Olaro stood there with a dazed expression on his face.
'Is this really the power of a 2nd Rank High Mage?'
Olaro felt that it was inconceivable. There was a difference of ten ranks between a 2nd Rank High Mage and a 2nd Rank Archmage. The difference was huge, and the mana of a 2nd Rank Archmage was countless times stronger than that of a Low Rank High Mage.
But even so, a 2nd Rank High Mage's Flame Burst melted an Archmage's Ice Wall …
'I underestimated the enemy!
'This 2nd Rank High Mage is a bit strange …'
'If I had used the strongest defensive spell of the Archmage realm, the Elemental Shield, and quickly cast a High Tier Spell, Mafa Merlin would have already turned into a corpse.'
This was Olaro's thought as he was sent flying. As he heavily landed on the ground outside the living quarters, Olaro felt as if his bones had fallen apart, but he was inwardly ashamed and resentful.
This was too shameful …
He was an esteemed Archmage, yet he had gone to cause trouble for a Low Rank High Mage. Logically speaking, he should have been able to deal with that Low Rank High Mage without much effort, right? But now, he had been blasted out.
More importantly, he clearly remembered that Dean was still outside.
"Olaro!"
"Olaro!"
Two alarmed cries echoed. Olaro, who was lying on the ground, turned his head with a red face, only to discover that Dean wasn't the only one standing outside the living quarters. The 1st Vice Leader of the Heaven Enlightening Mercenary Group, Delson, was also there.
At this time, Olaro really wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
"You, you … What's going on?"
Dean's mind was filled with doubts. He had seen the Archmage Olaro go in with his own eyes, so how could he be blasted out in less than five minutes?
This was simply illogical!
He had dealt with Olaro many times and was very clear about Olaro's strength. He was a genuine 2nd Rank Archmage, and even with his True Spirit Magic Tool, he would have to spend a lot of effort to defeat Olaro. Let alone five minutes, even fifty minutes might not be enough to decide the outcome.
'How could Olaro be sent flying out in such a sorry state? What happened inside?
'Hold on …'
'Olaro went to cause trouble for Mafa Merlin, so the answer is obvious.'
Thinking of this, Dean shivered and couldn't help looking at the living quarters. He saw a young mage holding a magic staff slowly walking out.
'It's really Mafa Merlin!'
In an instant, many of Dean's doubts were solved. He finally understood why the powerful Dark Flame Beastmen with unlimited potential would listen to that young mage called Mafa Merlin. He also understood why Mafa Merlin dared to disrespect him.
'How ridiculous, I actually thought that he was an insignificant Low Rank High Mage.'
"Sir Olaro, I really can't take out the blood of the Wyvern King …" At this time, Lin Yun slowly walked out of the tent and looked straight at Olaro. A scarlet rune was carved on the Doom Staff in his hand. That rune was made with ink made from the blood of the Wyvern King, and that rune was the 8th character of the Book of Death!
On the night he obtained the Wyvern King Blood, Lin Yun had turned it into Dragon Blood Ink. Now that Olaro asked him to take out the Wyvern King Blood, he couldn't take it out even if he wanted to.
"Of course, if you insist, Sir Olaro, I can show you what the Wyvern King's blood can do …"
"Mafa Merlin, I'll kill you …" The shock on Olaro's face disappeared when he saw Mafa Merlin walking out, replaced by boundless anger.
Because he had underestimated his enemy, he was blasted out by that scoundrel and lost face in front of Delson and Dean.
'I have to wash away this humiliation no matter what …'
'So what if you can break an Archmage's Ice Wall? I still have my strongest defensive spell, the Elemental Shield. I don't believe you can break it, I just need to cast a High Tier Spell to make you die a tragic death!'
A long and hurried incantation came out of Olaro's mouth.
"Olaro, you b * stard, what are you doing! Stop!"
Cold sweat trickled down Delson's back as he saw this scene, almost scared to death. Fortunately, he was close to Olaro and reached out to cover Olaro's mouth. At the same time, his wrinkled face squeezed out an ugly smile. "High Mage Merlin, I'm sorry, I caused trouble for you … It's a misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding, please don't be angry …"
'Damn, that's an existence that can kill a Wyvern King in three seconds! Olaro, you are courting death by making a move against such a frightening person!
'If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have died here!'
His casting was interrupted and he suffered a fierce backlash. Olaro's face turned red and white as he struggled to remove the hand covering his mouth. He panted heavily before angrily looking at Delson. "Delson, what are you doing! Don't block my way! That scoundrel Mafa Merlin stole the Wyvern King Blood I needed, I must kill him … "
In his eyes, if not for Delson interrupting his casting and casting a High Tier Spell, Mafa Merlin would have already died.
"Don't talk nonsense, go back now … I'm ordering you as the 1st Vice Leader!"
Delson had no choice but to use his identity as the 1st Vice Leader of the Heaven Enlightening Mercenary Group. Ever since he became the 1st Vice Leader, he had never ordered a Vice Leader around. This was the first time.
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