Fatham Harbor, Baron Ludwig's castle, the corridor on the second floor.
The moment Brando uttered the word 'take', the syllables of the word seemed to elongate infinitely, and his body stretched in a certain direction. At that moment, a strange shadow appeared in Mérietla's field of vision. She subconsciously turned her head, and almost unconsciously, her field of vision had already shifted to the side of her body. She immediately felt that something was wrong. What kind of speed was this? It was faster than the limit of her conscious reaction. Meriette subconsciously stretched out her right hand, her five fingers flat, and then clenched her fist tightly. A glittering spear had already appeared in her palm.
She waved her hand, and the tip of the spear drew a bright arc in the air, shooting in that direction. The tip of the spear seemed to have hit something, and it exploded in mid-air. The flying fragments were like splashing water, and in an instant, they froze, making a creaking sound, and grew into a hemispherical frost shield. This was the level five spell, Frost Spear, an elemental spell with both offensive and defensive capabilities. Meriette could cast this spell without chanting, which showed that she was not only a witch, but also an elemental sorcerer.
She was sure that her spell had hit Brando. Although she expected that a pinnacle silver spell would not be enough to cause any trouble to him, the frost shield formed by the Frost Spear was extremely thick, and the surrounding cold air could also reduce the speed and strength of the target. This was not ordinary ice dust, but the Frost of Winter that was summoned from the Mountain of Quelled Storms in the Wind Elemental Plane using a charm. The ice elemental spell cast by a high-level sorcerer could even freeze the law itself. Although Meriette's own elemental sorcery could not reach this level, she was confident that she could stop Brando for a moment.
She decisively loosened her grip, and the Frost Shield left her hand. Then, she took a step back and drew a rune in the air with one hand that represented rest. She stretched out her other hand with her palm facing down, and the shadow of a magic artifact appeared in that place.
This was the Witch's Mantra, she wanted to summon her contracted spirit.
In fact, Meriette had already seen Brando at this time.
The Frost Spear she threw out was indeed effective, and it accurately hit the target, or more accurately, it hit the target in that direction. Brando's speed was beyond the limit of her vision, and she could not aim at him at all. But after all, Meriette was one of the strongest witches in this era. She had experienced thousands of battles, and her subconscious judgment was not the slightest bit off.
Meriette smiled proudly, and her finger moved down, as if an invisible door was suddenly opened. an oppressive force suddenly appeared in the air: it was her contracted spirit, Ayesh, a warrior with hundreds of years' worth of wisdom....
Time stopped of time..
The next moment, Meriette's pupils suddenly dilated. She watched in horror as Brando casually stepped forward, and stretched out his left hand that was not holding a sword, and pressed it on her frost shield. The moment his hand touched the frost shield, the frost summoned from the Holy Mountain of Ceasing Storms had no effect at all. Instead, the frost that permeated the frost shield seemed to be afraid of something and automatically dispersed.
Brando looked up and smiled at the witch. "Not bad." He pressed one hand on the Frost Shield and raised his right hand high above his chest. With a loud crash, the thick Frost Shield was as fragile as a piece of glass in front of this punch. In an instant, it disintegrated and turned into a cloud of ice dust that shot forward.
"Will Barrier!" Meriette's mind exploded, and her face was filled with disbelief. She did not know if this count was actually an ascetic, or if she was hallucinating. She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Brando coldly scolded in a low voice, "Frost Soil." Whoosh! A layer of frost with sharp ice crystals exploded in all directions with him as the center, and in the blink of an eye, it covered Meriette's ankle. The witch tried to pull her foot back, but it did not move an inch. Before she could react, she felt a heavy blow coming from the front.
What was the result of a mage being punched by a warrior? Just by looking at the scene before their eyes, it was clear what would happen. Even with the Frost Shield as a buffer, Brendel's punch still sent Meriette flying. Meriette was unable to free herself from the Frost Earth Guard's Frost Earth Domain, but Brendel's punch sent her flying along with the ice under her feet out of the Frost Earth Domain. The witch flew through the air like a sandbag for a few rounds before she let out a scream and landed heavily on the ground in the distance. Broken ice scattered all over the ground. She bounced a few rounds on the ground before she hit a stone pillar and came to a stop.
Seeing this scene, Felaern was dumbfounded. Although it was rare to see the lord hit a woman, when it really happened, he did not show any mercy to the fairer sex.
Roman clicked his tongue at the side.
"Cough." Meriette spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, she was close to the power of the Ultimate Realm, so her head was not blown off by the punch. But even so, she was still seriously injured, and blood seeped out of her nose and eyes. She struggled to get up from the ground with great difficulty, and looked resentfully at Brando who was blocked by her four subordinates.
This level of strength and speed was definitely not something a person who had just entered the Elemental Realm should have. This was obviously the power of a second world — White Tower Ovilia, Elemental Enlightenment. However, the information said that this young man had only been Elemental Enlightened for half a year. How could he have entered the Elemental Enlightenment so quickly? Meriette was extremely suspicious. The speed Brando had exceeded the limits of her vision, and it was far more than just the Elemental Enlightenment. Although she was only a witch, as a powerhouse of the Ultimate Realm, there were not many people who could be so fast that she could not react in time.
"Damn it …"
She cursed in her heart.
At the same time, Brando was also annoyed.
He was stopped by the four witches that Meriette had brought with her. The four young witches stood between Meriette and Brando vigilantly, each of them holding a spell in their hands. Even if Brando did not take them seriously, he was not arrogant enough to think that he could take on four of them at once. He knew that these witches who came with Meriette were the confidants of the witches of the lineage, and often held high positions in the witches of a branch.
Of course, they also had the corresponding strength.
Individually, they might not be as powerful as Meriette, but together, the four of them were almost as powerful as half of the Witch of Lies.
Brando silently stopped in his tracks, but his eyes were still on Meriette, who was not far away. In fact, he was not as relaxed as he appeared to be. As the successor of the strongest three branches of witches in this era, the Witch of Lies was definitely worthy of her reputation. Previously, he had gained such a huge advantage not only because Meriette had suffered a great loss due to the information asymmetry, but also because of his extraordinary willpower.
His Willpower Barrier was enough to make him immune to most spells below the tenth circle, not to mention a mere ice spear of the fifth circle. This level of willpower was rare even among the ascetics, let alone a young man like him. It was completely reasonable that Meriette did not expect this.
However, these methods could only be used once.
Even though the power of the Elemental Truth was strong, it was not enough in front of Meriette, who had reached the ultimate realm. As for the Willpower Barrier, it was not impossible to bypass it. Otherwise, wouldn't Magi be helpless against opponents with high willpower? Brando was very clear that once an experienced opponent like Meriette figured out his tricks, it would be his turn to have a hard time.
Moreover, this was Meriette's home ground.
It was a pity that he had not been able to kill this old witch with a single punch. Brando could not help but feel vexed. Of course, he knew that this was just wishful thinking. Those existences above the ultimate realm all had hundreds of years of battle experience. How could he kill them so easily with a single punch? Even if Meriette had stepped into his trap, being able to heavily injure her with a single punch was already something to be overjoyed about.
However, this was not a situation where he had to surrender without putting up a fight.
He still had a trump card.
Brando looked at the four young witches in front of him and did not say a word. Only flames danced in the depths of his eyes.
"This is …" Meriette faintly felt that the atmosphere around her was a little strange. She suddenly reacted, "This is the king's legacy! Damn it, stop him! "
The four witches simultaneously chanted four binding spells. Two of them targeted Brando, while the other two targeted Roman and Felaern. The spell aimed at Brando did not even get close to Brando before it crashed into an invisible barrier and shattered into pieces. On the other hand, the Wild Elf girl who was aiming at Felaern reacted quickly. She coldly raised the silver staff in her hand and chanted twice as fast as her opponent. Just as the binding spell was formed, a complicated array of silver lines formed at the tip of Felaern's staff. With a point of her finger, a similar array appeared at the witch's feet. "Great Salrod's Pillar of Fire!" The witch couldn't help shrieking when she saw that spell, her face twisting strangely. She had never imagined that this seemingly ordinary Wild Elf girl would cast a 7th Ring Fire Elemental Spell, and that her casting speed would be to such an extent.
The witch no longer cared about maintaining the spell. She patted her body and activated some unknown magic item. A light blue barrier quickly expanded from her body. At this time, a dazzling golden-red pillar of light fell from the sky and accurately hit the top of the blue barrier.
The moment the pillar of fire hit the barrier, a shockwave formed in a split second. Boiling hot waves of air swept in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye, sweeping across the entire corridor. The blue light shield was bent and deformed under the impact of the pillar of fire. It changed from its original hemispherical shape to a flat disc shape. Soon, hexagonal cracks appeared on the light shield. As the witch screamed in horror, the pillar of fire cut through the light shield along these cracks. The light shield was shattered into pieces. The surging flames were like a hot knife, cutting into the witch's shoulder and vaporizing her arm into ashes.
Great Salrod's Pillar of Fire was the most powerful seventh-circle elemental spell. It was said that the Lord of the Fire Elves, Salrod, had invented this spell. This spell summoned the extraordinary flames of the Fire Elemental Realm to form a flaming spear. It was the most direct and barbaric offensive spell.
The two sides exchanged blows in a split second. In this short moment of delay, Brando and Meriett had finished their respective preparations.
A pair of black wings rose behind Brando's back.
At the same time, a fog rose from the long corridor.
Although Meriett was seriously injured, she had already completed the ritual to summon her contracted spirit. The spirit named Ayesh had already appeared behind her. She stretched out a finger and borrowed the power of the contracted spirit to complete the last stage of the dream spell. In the dream world, the witches believed that the dream world was a mirror that could reflect one's subconscious. In the dream world, one's emotional feelings were far superior to one's rational feelings. Therefore, this world was often grotesque and motley. Since the witches could manipulate the dream world, they could also manipulate people's hearts. There were many kinds of dreams, and even a rough division could be divided into nightmares and sweet dreams. Some dreams could release one's inner desires, and some could reflect the disturbing scenes in reality. Dreams made up of lies could lure people to indulge in them and be unable to extricate themselves.
Mérietla's dream was a maze.
It was called the 'Maze of the Righteous.'
Among the witches of December, the Witches of Deceit of the Month of Lies controlled the domain of righteousness and wisdom. The dreams they weaved were not dangerous traps, nor were they delusional. It was the simplest of all the witches' dreams. However, in this dream, the witch in charge of the dream had an extremely terrifying ability.
It was the ability to conditionally conjure illusions. Because the illusions were real things in the dream, they were not bound by the spell's conditions, nor could they be canceled out by the Will Barrier.
Meriett's face was expressionless. She stretched out her right hand, and a frost whirlwind rolled up in her palm. Then, she reached into the center of the whirlwind and pulled out a shining spear. This spear was no longer a simple level 5 spell. It was the divine weapon of the Frost Giant Kormir, the Tip of the Sky. In ancient mythology, the father of the giants, Kormir, pulled out the peak of Mount Ryder and used it to fight Échis' eldest daughter, Ko Hua. This peak was the divine spear, the tip of the sky. The icy fog around the tip of the sky was the biting cold wind that lingered on the peak of the mountain. Between the icy fog, one could see the shadows of flying dragons and wind elementals that lived on the mountain.
Brando carefully looked at the spear in Meriett's hand. Sure enough, he saw the icy fog and the shadows of flying dragons around the tip of the spear.
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