As the Magician began to gather mana, the colorful robe on his body began to flutter without any wind. The various magic circles drawn on the robe began to light up one by one, and the bracelets, necklaces, rings, and other accessories on his body began to emit light as well.
Technically speaking, the set of equipment that he was currently using was a semi-finished product, which was why it did not have a name. Baiyi had started working on it for him ten years ago, and it had taken him ten years to complete it. However, considering the design specifications of the set, it was possible that it would never be completed.
The Book of Servitude — Pseudo — was designed to allow the old man to cast an unlimited number of forbidden spells. After Baiyi inherited the Book of Servitude, he felt that the old man should not be left empty-handed, so he tried to forge the Pseudo Celestial Gear for him. Many Voidwalkers, including Mia and the other Voidwalkers, helped out, and even the Warrior and the Assassin Walker, who knew nothing about magic, helped out as well. Baiyi had no idea what they were trying to do with the Pseudo Celestial Gear.
The equipment set's workmanship was exquisite, and the materials used were complicated. Even though it was only a semi-finished product, it was still the most powerful semi-finished product in the world.
However, the Archmage did not seem to be satisfied with the incomplete equipment set, and he was not happy with the fact that his student had given him a semi-finished product.
"After all, this is a gift from everyone. Just make do with it …" That was what Baiyi said to the Archmage before he went into hibernation.
"Hmph! I'll take it, then, "the Archmage replied coldly. The Archmage replied coldly as he stowed the equipment into his personal storage pouch. Aside from the equipment, the rest of the items in the pouch were gifts from Mia and Tisdale when they were young, along with some cards and other items that he had secretly collected from the Archmage. Everything else was baffling to the Archmage.
However, this did not affect the equipment set's performance. Even though it was incomplete, it could still cast forbidden spells that the Archmage liked to cast when he was still alive. Coupled with the various additional attribute enhancements, the equipment set's performance was, in theory, not bad.
That was why the Archmage managed to put on the half-finished armor and gathered all the guards on the city wall so that they could watch him cast the spell.
As he chanted, three gigantic magic circles appeared on his chest, back, and feet. They gradually turned from light blue to fiery red. Even though the soldiers did not have any magic cultivation base, they could feel that there was an inexplicable and powerful force flowing and gathering in the air. Even the temperature was gradually rising, as if they were being basked in the scorching summer sun.
When the Magician finished chanting the last syllable, he slammed his staff on the ground. The three-sided magic circle that had turned completely fiery red spread out in all directions and disappeared into the air at an extremely fast speed. And then … there was no then … not even a sound was heard.
The soldiers didn't see anything spectacular. The gorgeous visual effects they were expecting didn't appear either. It seemed that the magic that they had been preparing for a long time had suddenly disappeared.
"Did he fail?" someone asked in a low voice.
"I think so," someone replied in a low voice. "Perhaps he was disturbed by something? Even the temperature has dropped … "
"What a pity, I thought I could see some great magic …"
"Huh? Look in the distance, isn't the sky a little red? "
"I think so? But that should be a natural phenomenon of the rising sun, right? "
The soldiers began to whisper to each other, but the Archmage didn't seem to mind at all. He quietly watched the images sent back by the dragonfly and muttered to himself, "I didn't think it'd be that easy to get it. Looks like I overestimated them before, and even deliberately used a version with enhanced magic penetration … "
At that moment, the caravan that was leisurely heading towards the Divine Punishment Fortress had been completely annihilated. They didn't notice anything strange before. They only felt that the surrounding temperature had suddenly started to rise, and then they were instantly vaporized. They didn't even have the chance to make a sound. The peaceful and tranquil plains that they had been travelling on had now become a large, charred pit. There was no trace of the caravan at all. Even the stones on the ground had been burnt to ashes in an instant.
The magic that the Archmage used was not recorded in any ancient books. It was a new type of magic that the Voidwalkers had independently developed. Its effect was very simple to explain. It was to project an extremely hot fireball at the target location. The fireball wouldn't explode or roll, it would just float on the ground and emit a deadly high temperature in all directions. Any target in the vicinity would be vaporized in an instant.
Other than that, there was no other additional visual effects. It could be said to be the simplest and most down-to-earth kind of magic. Baiyi even jokingly called it the Large Illumination Spell.
However, it was simple without losing its simplicity. This was the type of magic that was most useful on the battlefield.
The Archmage had named it the Mountain Shaking Mountains Star's Salary. Who knew where he had plagiarized this name from? It sounded pretty fancy. Perhaps it was because the magic's effect was too simple that the Archmage decided to use a name to make up for it.
The upheaval had happened too quickly, too suddenly, and too secretly. When Hayden, who was riding in a luxurious carriage slowly towards the Divine Punishment Fortress, sensed the magical fluctuations, he quickly activated a monitoring spell that covered the entire supply route. All he could see was the horrifying black land.
"Oh my god! What the hell just happened?!" Hayden exclaimed in panic. "Where's our supply caravan? What happened to such a huge caravan? "
"That violent fluctuation just now … Was it an enemy magic attack?" Archbishop Austin, who was riding in the same carriage as Hayden, asked in surprise, "Our supply caravan was annihilated in an instant?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! " Hayden exclaimed. "My family heirloom, the Omniscient Eye, did not detect anything out of the ordinary. There's no way the enemy could have gotten past the layers of defenses of the Divine Punishment Fortress and gotten close enough to cast a powerful spell. Not to mention, the entire supply route is well-prepared and well-prepared. There's no way they would have been attacked without warning!"
"Did the caravan carry some kind of powerful explosive? Could something have happened? "One of Haydn's aides asked in a low voice.
"I may not know much about alchemy, but do you think there's anyone in this world that could create something so powerful in an instant?" The Archbishop asked coldly.
He looked calm, as if he did not feel the pain of having such a huge supply caravan annihilated by the enemy. However, the slight twitch in the corner of his eye betrayed his true thoughts. That was more than a hundred carriages! The rations were still fine, but the holy water and oil that were used to cast large-scale magic spells were the biggest losses. These were important strategic resources that could not be mass-produced. There were also the siege weapons, which could not be collected at will like rations. If they were gone, then so be it.
"Archbishop, there's no magic in this world that can escape our dense and complete surveillance network. I don't believe that it was an enemy magic attack," the aide said calmly. The advisor said calmly. From what he knew, this was a strange event that was absolutely impossible to happen.
"Then, could it be an attack from within the city?" The Archbishop asked tentatively.
"Please do not doubt my knowledge of magic. The enemy's base is more than ten kilometers away from the supply caravan, and the maximum range of human magic is only five kilometers," Hayden said confidently.
"But that is the limit of human magic. Those demons … are not human anymore, are they?" the Archbishop asked in a low voice.
"Even so, the result will not change, because it is an objective law that all magic must follow," the aide said with certainty. To the Mages of the Mage Association, they represented the highest achievements in the field of magic, and were the leaders at the forefront. Even if the enemy was an idol, he was still an antique that was six thousand years old, and had been locked up for six thousand years. He was already past his prime. There was no way he could study magic in the endless darkness of the void, right? It was already remarkable that he could maintain his consciousness in such a terrifying and harsh environment.
Look at him, has he ever submitted an academic paper after being out for so long? He doesn't even dare to come to the Association to register! How could his knowledge and understanding of magic be compared to that of modern sorcerers?
That was what the sorcerers of Hayden's faction thought. Although Baiyi had submitted a few high-quality papers, and his students were quite knowledgeable, they did not think that this was something that could be achieved in the Void. Instead, it was something that they had come up with after they were lucky enough to escape from the Void and learn about modern knowledge. This kind of sudden inspiration was not uncommon in the academic world, and it had little to do with the overall level of magic. Only a country bumpkin like Grant would think of Baiyi as a master.
"The only explanation for this is that they had set up powerful magic traps along the route of their troops. These traps are so well-hidden that they could escape our detection," Master Hayden, who thought highly of himself. The arrogant Master Haydn racked his brain and came up with a reasonable speculation. "I have to admit that those demons are a little cunning and clever. I've underestimated them."
"Their petty tricks cost us one-fifth of our supplies," the Archbishop said coldly. He was starting to get annoyed by Hayden's inexplicable confidence.
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