Thorne Merlin, who was proficient in blazing attacks, felt powerless for the first time. He had consumed a large amount of Aura to attack, but he simply couldn't injure the Tribal Chief. Instead, every time he attacked, he would suffer different degrees of injuries.
He had a feeling that he wasn't facing a Raging Flame Beastman, but rather a tireless slaughtering machine. Wherever it went, no one would be able to contend against it.
At this time, Lin Yun had entered the Fire Elemental Incarnation state. His whole body was wrapped in flames, and with the help of Flame Flash, he was shuttling back and forth on the battlefield. The Ten Thousand Spell Wheel behind him was already roused to its pinnacle, and his casting rhythm could only be described as frightening. Boundless spells were like a flood that kept washing over the Tribal Chief.
But …
The dark red runes fiercely flickered as those spells fell on the Tribal Chief's body and disappeared without a trace, as if they had fallen into a quagmire.
This was a bit frightening …
After all, the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel that had reached the Mid-Rank True Spirit Magic Tool realm could burst with terrifying power. Even a 6th Rank or even a 7th Rank Archmage would have no choice but to guard against those boundless spells, as they would be injured if they were careless.
But the Tribal Chief's strength had sharply increased, and his power was already comparable to that of an 8th Rank Archmage, yet he wasn't affected by the flood of spells.
In fact, Lin Yun hadn't planned on doing anything before going to the Holy Mountain. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have thought too much and would have already stood on the sidelines to watch a good show. How could he help the Black Tower so much?
But he hadn't expected that the Thawing Fire Tribe's totem would be the only thing that could help him open the Raising Dragon Array. Without that totem, cracking the Raising Dragon Array and collecting the Chromatic Dragon Crystal would be indefinitely delayed. Only when his power reached the level of Star Sage Joy would he be able to forcibly destroy that defensive power.
Clearly, he couldn't wait that long.
His only choice now was to kill the Tribal Chief and obtain the totem.
But the 8th Rank Archmage Tribal Chief wasn't that easy to kill. This group of over a dozen Archmages was very strenuous in their fight against the Tribal Chief and was at a complete disadvantage. As time passed, the remaining mana would keep decreasing until it was exhausted and most of the people in the group would die there.
As he thought of this, Lin Yun's expression became extremely serious. He cast three Flame Flashes in a row and used Levitation to hover in the air, looking down at the Tribal Chief. The Ten Thousand Spell Wheel kept revolving and poured out countless spells, instantly submerging the Tribal Chief.
In a trance, he seemed to hear the angry roar of the chief …
But Lin Yun didn't plan to stop. He gave the control of the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel to Anderfa, and an ancient book emitting a thick aura of death floated in front of him, emitting terrifying fluctuations. There were three indistinct pitch-black images on the cover of the book, emitting a strange fluctuation.
"Roar …"
Following the infusion of mana, a black mist rushed out of the Book of Death and a deafening roar echoed. A black Sword Aura silently rose up, carrying a surging aura of death as it swept towards the Tribal Chief.
The summoned Undead Knight rode on a two-meter-tall Nightmare. His armor was tattered, and he raised the rusty sword in his hand as he engaged in close combat with the chief.
Suddenly, a wave of black smoke frantically surged, emitting a bone-chilling cold aura. At the same time, a bony figure walked out of the black smoke. It was a Lich wearing a black robe and holding a bone staff in his hand.
As soon as it appeared, the phosphorescence in its eye sockets flickered fiercely, emitting a weak spiritual fluctuation, as if it was chanting a spell. The next moment, an endless amount of death energy burst out, and countless bone spears suddenly condensed around its body. As the bone staff in its hand fell down, those bone spears all turned into black flowing lights, and swept across the air.
Its target was the Tribal Chief.
At this time, the Tribal Chief kept roaring, continuously swinging his totem and one-handed axe, bursting with terrifying power. But being besieged by over a dozen Archmages, coupled with the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel's flood of spells, as well as the addition of the Undead Horseman and the Lich, the Tribal Chief was forced into a passive position. It was very strenuous to deal with them.
After all, the Undead Horseman was a genuine level 36, and the bones of undead lifeforms were shockingly hard. They might be a lot stronger than magic beasts of the same rank. As for the Lich, there was no need to mention it. It was level 37 and had terrifying casting abilities that weren't inferior to Suval's.
Because of this, the situation was reversed.
But …
Perhaps only Lin Yun knew that maintaining the current situation was impossible. The two tyrannical summoned lifeforms were consuming a large amount of death energy, and it wouldn't take long before the power stored in the Book of Death was exhausted. The two Undead lifeforms would disappear and the Tribal Chief would still have the upper hand at that time.
This wasn't what he wanted to see.
After taking a deep breath, Lin Yun directly used Haste. His body was covered in flames, and his movements became even more agile. He shuttled through the air, leaving behind fiery afterimages as he moved at lightning speed. This time, in order to deal with the Tribal Chief, he used almost all his power to temporarily suppress the Tribal Chief.
But he didn't dare to relax. A vast expanse of white surrounded him, filled with dense ice elements. Countless ice spells attacked the Tribal Chief's body. In a flash, the Tribal Chief let out a roar, his crimson eyes firmly locked onto Lin Yun. He seemed to be preparing something. At this time, he suddenly threw his one-handed axe, tearing through the air as it swept towards Lin Yun.
This was the result of the Tribal Chief bursting with the power of an 8th Rank Archmage. At the start of the battle, even 7th Rank Archmage Suval was seriously injured by such a fierce attack.
Sensing the frightening power contained within that one-handed axe, cold sweat trickled down Lin Yun 'back. If he was hit by that one-handed axe, it would only take a second for his body to be pierced.
He didn't hesitate and directly cast a Runic Shield. His body shone with a dazzling light as countless runes condensed together, forming a curtain of light that kept churning up and down, giving people an unshakable feeling.
The one-handed axe whistled over, carrying a surging aura of destruction. It was like a red streak of light as it heavily collided with the Runic Shield. Only a muffled rumble could be heard as the runes churned. Under the fierce impact, the runes on his Runic Shield showed signs of becoming chaotic before slowly dimming.
"Lord Shawn, it's up to you …"
At this time, a smile appeared on the face of Lin Yun, who was wrapped in flames. Suddenly, a Flame Flash appeared and his fiery silhouette streaked across the sky, leaving behind a large number of afterimages.
He then appeared less than two meters away from the Tribal Chief. His finger softly rubbed the ring on his ring finger and it blossomed with a bright light.
"Damnit!"
Lord Shawn's faintly discernible figure appeared. After cursing viciously, Lord Shawn, who was in his Ghost Wolf form, suddenly pounced on the Tribal Chief. In an instant, Lord Shawn's figure disappeared without a trace.
But …
At this time, the Tribal Chief's body suddenly stiffened and his aura rapidly weakened. Even his crimson eyes turned light red once again.
"Now!"
Lin Yun couldn't hide his joy. He used the 8th character of the Book of Death and immediately entered an unlimited state. The huge mana consumption allowed him to completely ignore spell cooldowns and elemental exhaustion. He didn't even have time to use defensive spells.
He began an incredible spellcasting ….
One dazzling spell after another flew out of his hands and exploded beside the Tribal Chief. In less than ten seconds, he had already cast close to a hundred spells. This scene could only be described as gorgeous. At the same time, he was also using his mind to control the Undead Horseman and the Lich to launch the fiercest attacks.
"Aaah …"
A mournful scream echoed, and then, there was no more sound. The Tribal Chief's two-meter-tall body fell to the ground. The dark red runes on his body had already dissipated, and his whole body was covered in traces of the spell bombardment. His flesh was lacerated, and there wasn't a single part of him that wasn't damaged.
"Phew …"
Lin Yun finally sighed in relief. He slowly descended and canceled his Elemental Incarnation. The Undead Horseman and the Lich's silhouettes also gradually became indistinct before thoroughly disappearing.
This was the most difficult situation he had ever been in since coming to the Raging Flame Plane. He had used all his Magic Tools and had almost full mana, but he had consumed most of it in this battle. Now, he could only tightly hold a high level mana crystal and slowly absorb the mana within.
"Damn, Merlin, don't look for Lord Shawn if something like this happens again. It's too dangerous, no matter how many mana crystals you give, Lord Shawn won't do it …" At this time, Shawn's faintly discernible silhouette appeared. His originally solid body had also become somewhat illusory, clearly the result of consuming a large amount of mana. "The reward this time is at least ten mana crystals above level 20!"
"How could it be so much …"
Lin Yun was startled, but he didn't care. He fished out the mana crystals from his pocket and gave them to Shawn.
This time, Shawn had truly helped him a lot.
He knew from the start that the Tribal Chief's power had sharply increased and reached the 8th Rank of the Archmage realm because he had used the totem to communicate with the ancestor and obtain the ancestor's power. In this state, the Tribal Chief and the ancestor's soul had to maintain a close connection. If the connection was severed midway, the Tribal Chief's power would once again fall to the 6th Rank of the Archmage realm.
Shawn himself was a Soul Master, and he had fused with the Evil Dragon Eye some time ago to recover his peak strength. Moreover, he had advanced to the Mid-Rank True Spirit Magic Tool realm, further increasing his attainments in the soul aspect.
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