"I've said it before, we'll meet again soon."
Rob greeted the apprentice magician. It was rare that the great magician still remembered his previous verbal attack. After a long separation, the Archmage was eagerly waiting to enjoy the expression on Raúl's face.
As a result, the apprentice magician on the other side did not disappoint. The moment he turned his head and saw the teenager, he looked like he had seen a ghost. His mouth was so wide open that it seemed like a rhinoceros could be stuffed in it.
When the teenager walked behind him, he saw the apprentice magician standing in front of two rotten corpses, rummaging for something on them despite the stench. When he found a tattered compass on one of the corpses, his face could not help but show a look of ecstasy. But this joy did not last long. He heard the voice of the Archmage.
"You … Why are you here?!" Raúl was stunned.
"It's a long story. Well, if you're asking why your little trap didn't call the police, the reason is very simple. Because I dismantled it. If you're asking why your accomplices didn't kill me, then I can only regret to inform you that your team, including your old lover Maria, has been wiped out. "
Rob felt that in the international spirit of humanitarianism, he should tell the apprentice magician the truth before taking action.
He thought that Raúl would be heartbroken after hearing the bad news, but the apprentice magician only sneered twice. "Do you think I'll believe your nonsense? Let's not talk about the gap in strength first. If they really died in your hands, then why are you the only one standing in front of me now? "
The teenager sighed. "I can fully understand the doubts in your heart, but this question is beyond the scope of the curriculum, so I refuse to answer."
What a joke. The future Supreme Magician Your Honor was not a cute villain in the movies. The teenager had never introduced himself before taking action. Otherwise, if he did not kill them, and his identity was exposed, wouldn't that make the old fox Demain laugh his head off again?
But this way, it was inevitable that some other thoughts would emerge on Raúl's side. Seeing that the apprentice magician was now convinced that the teenager was bluffing, the expression on his face relaxed again. "Could it be that the rest of your team is actually dead, and only you escaped? If so, why don't you cherish your hard-earned life and come here to die instead?"
"Anyway, I've already told you the truth. You can think whatever you want. As for why I came to you …" Rob waved the freshly made staff in his hand. "Probably because I got a new weapon?"
"Huh?" Raúl was, after all, a true magician. He could feel a trace of magical energy from the crudely made staff. In other words, as ugly as it was, it was a magitek. This surprised the apprentice magician. Since when did magitek become so common that even a follower would have one?
But this also explained why the teenager dared to appear in front of him. So it was because of the magitek in his hand. Raúl felt that he was starting to get a grasp of the situation.
He couldn't help but snort disdainfully. As expected of a bumpkin who had never seen a magitek before. He didn't know where he found a magitek that no one wanted and was so arrogant. Indeed, there were many powerful magitek in this world that could allow a four or five-year-old child to easily kill a high-ranking knight or even a magician. But such magitek could generally be seen from its appearance. Even if it wasn't extremely flashy, it was at least stable and imposing. This could be seen from the material of the staff, the number of magic arrays on it, the finesse of the workmanship, the quality of the magic crystal, and so on.
Just like the broken staff in the teenager's hand. To put it nicely, it could be called pure natural, but to put it bluntly, it was simply horribly simple. There was no problem with the oak wood used as the body of the staff, but the oak branch looked like it had just been scraped off from some tree. There were even sprouts that had not been plucked clean. Raúl felt that it was inconceivable. Even if it was rough, there should be a limit. So, how lazy was the person who made this magitek? You should at least straighten this thing out. Wouldn't it be awkward to just hold it in your hand?
And the pitifully small magic crystal on it. Generally speaking, this kind of magic crystal the size of a fingernail would be installed on a magitek such as a ring. Now that it was placed on, uh … a spear magitek (Yes, please forgive the apprentice magician's ignorance. Anyway, Raúl would never associate this thing in front of him with a magic staff), no matter how he looked at it, it looked really shabby.
As for the number of magic arrays, from what Raúl had seen so far, there was not even one!!!
But since it was a magitek, there should be at least three basic magic arrays.
This kind of thing belonged to the common sense that every magician should know. But for some reason, after seeing this ugly and destructive magitek, Raúl couldn't help but start to doubt himself.
In short, this thing was not some high-end stuff. He didn't know which guy made it perfunctorily. To be honest, it was a stain on the illustrious name of magitek. No matter what, Hilton was still a genuine magician. Why would he be afraid of this kind of crudely made magitek?
"Uh, why do I feel that you seem to be thinking about something not very polite?" Archmage saw that Raúl had been staring at his magic staff in a daze. He could roughly guess what this guy was thinking. But in a sense, the apprentice magician was right. The makeshift magic staff in Rob's hand was indeed of average quality.
But now, the guy who was holding it was very powerful! Before Your Honor, the future Supreme Magister, dropped a rank 6 quasi-magister. Even if he dropped a rank, he was still much stronger than Raúl, a rank 2 apprentice magician. The two of them were simply not on the same level. In the face of such a huge gap in strength, the difference in weapons was completely meaningless.
Before the attack, the teenager even kindly reminded Raúl, "I'm going to attack now."
The apprentice magician sneered. "Alright, today I'll open your eyes and let you see what real magic is." He said as he raised his magic staff, cleared his throat and prepared to chant.
But in the next second, a transparent thin wall appeared out of thin air in front of him.
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