The dark major's number one training field was extremely spacious. The spar between Han Shuo and Crowley had attracted many teachers and students to come and watch. Amyes and Dean Emma were among them as witnesses. In addition, the two of them were responsible for ensuring everyone's safety.
The training field was set up with a boundary to prevent the might of magic from leaking out. With Emma's help, a small space was set up, allowing everyone to hide inside and watch. The recruitment outside was temporarily halted.
"Dean, on such a day, why are you willing to let the two of them spar?" Amyes and Emma stood together. Amyes, who was dressed in a pure white robe, looked scholarly and extraordinary as he asked Dean Emma with a smile.
Emma shot a glance at Amyes, who had just walked out of the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force. Back then, when Amyes was cultivating in the Light Major, Emma was already the person in charge of the Space Major. In the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force, Emma could be considered as Amyes' senior. Hence, Amyes had some respect for her.
"Crowley was arrogant and haughty in the past. I see that he hasn't changed much after such a long time. Dampening his spirit isn't a bad thing. In addition, Brian has just become a necromancer archmage and shouldn't have a good grasp of necromancy magic yet. A friendly spar between the two of them would actually help the two of them improve." Emma explained to Amyes with a benevolent smile. Her face was covered in wrinkles.
"Then, who do you think will emerge victorious?" Amyes thought for a moment before asking again.
"Hehe, I think you should be clearer than me on this point?" Emma shot a glance at Amyes with a smile that wasn't a smile, hinting at something as she said.
Amyes laughed softly when he heard this, nodding his head and not saying anything else. As one of the three heavyweights of the Dark Mantle, Amyes was well aware of Han Shuo's recent accomplishments. In the baptism of blood and fire, Han Shuo, this necromancer who had grasped miraculous martial arts, had already accomplished many great things that were unknown to others.
In addition to the Redbud Knights' commander, dragon knight Celt, Amyes had also learned some information about the several fights between Han Shuo and the Church of Light's Cardinal Kosse. Han Shuo was able to kill light grand magus Ferguson before becoming a grand magus. No matter how one looked at it, Han Shuo's chances of winning were much higher.
This time, the reason why Amyes was interested in coming over was because he wanted to personally witness Han Shuo's improvement. Actually, the outcome of the battle wasn't a pleasant surprise for Amyes. Han Shuo was naturally able to defeat Crowley. This was something that both Amyes and Emma were well aware of.
Every major excitedly looked at the two grand magi in the center. The necromancy major's Fanny, Lisa and the other students' eyes were even brighter. Their gazes focused on Han Shuo's body, not moving even for a moment, wanting to clearly see each and every one of Han Shuo's movements.
"In the Lancelot Empire, it's not that there aren't any grand magi necromancers. However, those people are all infatuated with the exploration of magical knowledge and rarely show themselves in front of others. This might be the only chance for your generation to witness a grand magus necromancer in action. No matter what, watch carefully."
Although Fanny was worried about Han Shuo, there was nothing much to say since things had already developed to this point. As the necromancy major's teacher, Fanny was extremely serious as she taught the new and old students. Even Fanny herself was completely focused.
"Master Fanny, don't worry. We will seriously watch Brian in action." Lisa excitedly cried out, her bright eyes constantly focused on Han Shuo's body.
"Although it's just a spar, Mister Crowley doesn't need to hold back. Hehe, I'm a necromancer. If you give me time to summon dark creatures, I believe it won't be beneficial to you." Han Shuo had a calm smile on his face as he said to Crowley, who had taken out a green magic staff.
Han Shuo had full confidence in dealing with Crowley. Han Shuo, who had just returned from another dimension and had his mental strength greatly improved, was in an unprecedented state of mind. Han Shuo, whose magical arts had reached the separate demon realm, could use the help of a few mystical demons to spy on Crowley's every move. The tyrannical strength and speed of his physical body was not something that Crowley could compare to. No matter how one looked at it, Han Shuo firmly surpassed Crowley. Therefore, he appeared unfazed.
"Then, I won't be courteous. Count Brian, please be careful." Before entering the training field, Crowley, who had heard from Deo and Amyes how terrifying Han Shuo was, did not underestimate Han Shuo just because he was older. Instead, he treated Han Shuo as the strongest opponent in his life, not daring to lower his guard at all.
After Crowley's words fell, the magic staff in his hand emitted a dark greyish-brown luster as he chanted an incantation. The dark magical elements in the training field suddenly became lively like little spirits. As Crowley slowly chanted his incantation, six enormous Hands of Death suddenly formed around Han Shuo and fiercely pressed down towards Han Shuo in the middle.
Crowley, who was in the grand magus realm, was indeed extraordinary. His first move was already the powerful Hands of Death. Moreover, he even made six of them at once. It was obvious that he treated Han Shuo as a formidable opponent in his life.
Those six Hands of Death were much more vivid and lifelike than the ones that Emily had condensed. The six incomparably enormous Hands of Death even had some fine lines on the palms, as if they were the hands of some dark creature. The thick and long fingers also had sharp hook-like nails, appearing extremely terrifying.
It could be seen that Crowley was extremely cautious and did not immediately attack Han Shuo. He only nimbly manipulated the six Hands of Death to inch closer to Han Shuo. While slowly giving Han Shuo terrifying pressure, it could also be considered as abiding by the rules of exchanging pointers.
When Han Shuo saw the six Hands of Death pressing in step by step, he understood that Crowley indeed did not have the intention of fighting with his life. It was really just purely exchanging pointers according to what Emma said. This made Han Shuo, who was originally prepared to deal with any sudden changes, have a better impression of Crowley.
Taking out the white bone staff, Han Shuo chanted a necromancy spell, "Soul Vortex". Suddenly, hundreds and thousands of wraiths appeared and rapidly spun in the air in front of Han Shuo's chest, creating a vortex that absorbed the surrounding magical elements. The six Hands of Death that were slowly pressing towards Han Shuo suddenly felt the intense pulling force produced by the "Soul Vortex". One by one, they involuntarily fell into the "Soul Vortex" in front of Han Shuo's chest.
"Soul Vortex" was a necromancy grand magus level magic that Han Shuo had just grasped. This necromancy magic used the power of wraiths. In the netherworld, the power of a single wraiths was negligible. However, when hundreds and thousands of wraiths were pulled by Han Shuo's mental strength and formed the "Soul Vortex" that was in accordance with the law of necromancy, it could produce an extremely great power.
Towards some peculiar magic that contained magical elements, this "Soul Vortex" could produce an intense pulling force, pulling those magic attacks into the vortex and using the hundreds and thousands of wraiths to grind them down bit by bit. In addition, if a creature with a soul was pulled into the "Soul Vortex", the "Soul Vortex" formed by the hundreds and thousands of wraiths could directly bind the creature's soul and drag its soul from the Profound Continent into the netherworld.
Once a creature of this world was dragged into the netherworld, its soul would never be able to find its way back. To the people of the Profound Continent, creatures that were dragged into the netherworld were considered dead.
After the "Soul Vortex" was formed, Han Shuo's mental strength was like thousands of strands of silk that entered the magic, aiding in the operation of the wraiths and the vortex. The powerful pulling force increased with the infusion of Han Shuo's mental strength and the operation of the vortex. The six Hands of Death that were slowly pressing towards Han Shuo suddenly became as heavy as ten thousand pounds. Like a stream returning to the sea, they slowly entered the "Soul Vortex".
Crowley and Han Shuo were separated by a short distance, so he wasn't affected by the pulling force of the "Soul Vortex". In addition, the pulling force formed by the "Soul Vortex" was only effective against attacks formed by magical elements and creatures with souls. It had no effect on ordinary material objects, including physical attacks.
When Crowley saw that the six Hands of Death were actually all sucked in, his expression became even more grave. He understood in his heart that the strength of grand magus necromancer Han Shuo was indeed extremely frightening. The disappearance of the six Hands of Death caused Crowley to be even more cautious at the same time.
The cyan magic staff in his hand started to slowly emit a dark light as he chanted an incantation. When Crowley finished chanting an incantation, the cyan magic staff pointed towards Han Shuo. A mysterious contract suddenly linked him and Han Shuo together.
Dense dark element suddenly condensed together and madly surged into the space around Han Shuo. Han Shuo's body tightened and he was actually unable to move. Not only his hands, feet, and even his mouth seemed to be covered by someone. The dark element was like a rope that bound Han Shuo tighter and tighter.
"Dark Imprisonment" was a high level dark magic. It used mental strength to gather the dark element and form a contract with the enemy, firmly imprisoning the opponent and causing the enemy's body to be unable to move.
Suddenly, apart from being able to circulate his mental strength and magical yuan in his body, Han Shuo's physical body was firmly bound by the dark element. During this process, Crowley once again waved the green magic staff in his hand. Five balls of destruction slowly condensed and formed, slowly inching towards Han Shuo.
Crowley revealed a trace of pride. This was the magic that he was most familiar with and most confident in. However, Han Shuo, who had just advanced to grand magus necromancer, definitely wouldn't have as strong a mental strength as him. "Dark Imprisonment" was actually a contest of mental strength. For example, the high level dark grand magus Crowley could completely use "Dark Imprisonment" to lock down a mage with a lower mental strength than him, causing them to be unable to move.
He had seen through the weakness of Han Shuo, who had just advanced to grand magus necromancer, and believed that Han Shuo's mental strength definitely wasn't as abundant as his. That was why he suddenly used "Dark Imprisonment". When Han Shuo was locked down by "Dark Imprisonment", he had a trace of pride in his heart. He thought to himself that this Brian was actually so careless and was actually locked down by "Dark Imprisonment".
Emma and Amyes at the side were staring at him. In addition, Crowley only wanted to make use of Han Shuo to become famous and didn't plan on killing Han Shuo. Therefore, after the Balls of Destruction with great destructive power formed, Crowley didn't immediately shoot towards Han Shuo with lightning speed. Instead, he slowly approached Han Shuo.
"Duke Brian, you've lost. Admit defeat before the Balls of Destruction hit you!" Crowley had a face full of confidence as he smiled and looked at the motionless Han Shuo from afar, speaking with a smile.
When these words were spoken, the surrounding spectators were in an uproar. It was obvious that they didn't expect such a situation to occur. Those youths and maidens that came to the necromancy major because of Han Shuo's fame all revealed doubtful and hesitant expressions. This caused Lisa to suddenly angrily say, "What's with your gazes? How could Brian possibly lose to this old fellow?"
Lisa's fiendish appearance actually intimidated these little fellows, causing them to jump in fright. They couldn't help but turn their heads away, not daring to look at the enraged Lisa. This was to prevent Lisa from being unable to control her temper and taking action against them.
"Hehe, Crowley is Crowley after all. He saw through that kid's weakness in mental strength and didn't wait for him to summon his undead creatures before using the Prison of Darkness to lock him in place. Who would have thought that Crowley would really win!" The person in charge of the dark major, Deo, was somewhat unable to suppress his joy. His voice was even higher than usual as he explained to the surrounding dark major teachers and students.
On the other hand, Dean Emma and Amyes had an unperturbed appearance, as if they weren't worried for Han Shuo at all. They both looked at Han Shuo with an amused gaze, planning to see how Han Shuo would respond.
After absorbing a serene luster crystal, Han Shuo's mental strength wasn't any weaker than Crowley's. However, Han Shuo didn't use his mental strength to forcefully resist Crowley, but instead mobilized his magical yuan to once again strengthen his physical body. When Han Shuo suddenly struggled, a clear 'pa' sound was heard.
"I don't think so!" Han Shuo smiled as he replied. The 'Prison of Darkness' spell had already been broken. With a wave of the white bone staff, rows of bone spears shot out, shattering the five balls of destruction that had yet to reach him. He first summoned an old fey demon to charge at Crowley, followed by a few evil knights and the undead army.
"Crowley lost!" Emma said with a smile, then looked at Amyes and asked, "But, how did Brian break Crowley's Prison of Darkness? I didn't sense any abnormal movements in his mental strength. Hehe, Amyes, did you see anything? "
Shrugging his shoulders, Amyes elegantly said, "Headmaster, even you couldn't see clearly, how would I know? Hehe. However, Brian has always been following Lord Candide. I believe that with your relationship with Lord Candide, you should be clearer than me about his situation."
Amyes had focused his attention on Han Shuo just now to see how he would deal with it. He didn't doubt that Han Shuo would win, because a person who could defeat Celt and Red Archbishop Kosse was definitely not someone that Crowley could deal with.
However, what made Amyes astonished was that he couldn't see how Han Shuo won even though he had focused all his attention. However, the only thing that Amyes could be sure of was that Han Shuo indeed didn't use mental strength!
That's right, it must be that mystical martial technique. This fellow has such frightening strength just by relying on martial technique. In addition to his strength as a grand magus necromancer, it looks like the Lancelot Empire will indeed be his in the future. What kind of person is this fellow's teacher that possesses such mystical martial technique? Why have I never heard of it, nor was I able to investigate it? This is really too strange, Amyes silently thought as he stared at Han Shuo.
"Did you see that? Did you fools see that?" Lisa was excited as she shouted at those youths, cheering for Han Shuo's easily dispelling the Dark Imprisonment.
When Han Shuo summoned the undead creatures, those youths all cried out in surprise. Some youths were incomparably excited when they saw those sinister dark creatures, shouting to their companions, "Did you see that? That's called an evil knight. It's as powerful as a human's earth knight, and its body is even more sturdy."
The youths had an instinctive fear towards those sinister undead creatures. However, after those youths' explanation, their hearts were incomparably curious. Lisa's loud shouts made them relax, and they began to timidly size up those undead creatures.
From the moment Han Shuo opened his mouth, Crowley knew that he had lost. Especially when the enormous army of undead creatures appeared, Crowley completely lost the confidence to fight for victory.
In the Profound Continent, the nemesis of necromancers were light magi. Apart from that, in a battle between magi of the same realm, once a large number of undead creatures appeared, it would basically mean that the necromancer had won. For example, the Old Fey Demon that appeared this time. Just this one undead creature was enough to give Crowley a headache. In addition, there was still a sea of undead creatures. Other than light magic that could quickly purify them, the other magi didn't seem to have any good methods.
Sure enough, before the Old Fey Demon could reach Crowley, Crowley let out a dejected sigh. He put down the green magic staff in his hand and shouted from afar, "Earl Brian, I admit defeat!"
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