Chapter 205: A Cut Above

Chapter 205 A Slight Edge

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless wind blades struck Li Wei.

Crack! Crack!

Under the assault of the Thousand-Fathom Storm, cracks continuously appeared on Li Wei's invisible armor.

He paid it no mind, charging straight toward the heavens.

Higher and higher he flew, until he escaped the attack range of the Thousand-Fathom Storm.

Tyr's eyes narrowed, the wind spirit wings behind him fluttered, and he shot into the sky.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Tyr chased after Li Wei.

The crowd stood on the ground, looking up at the sky, watching the two figures rapidly disappear into the distance.

Before long, the figures of both men were no longer visible.

One after another, they revealed envious expressions, envying the mages for their ability to fly.

Tyr constantly accelerated, exerting his full power, yet could only watch Li Wei drift farther away, unwilling to let him go.

He simply could not catch up.

Li Wei's speed was too fast.

Tyr pulled out a magic scroll, hesitating somewhat.

Even using a spatial teleportation scroll might not allow him to catch Li Wei.

While Tyr hesitated, Li Wei's figure nearly vanished from sight.

He let out a sigh and put away the magic scroll.

Tyr felt somewhat helpless; it was his first time encountering a mage who flew this fast.

Where could a normal mage fly like this?

Tyr glanced around and flew back to Dragonfall Slope.

Since he was already here, he could not return empty-handed.

He prepared to go inside the secret realm to take a look.

James saw Tyr return and hurriedly bowed in greeting, "Archmage."

Tyr glanced at him and nodded.

He walked directly toward the secret realm.

James's expression shifted slightly; he wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back before they reached his lips.

He had no way to stop Tyr.

Tyr walked into the secret realm.

Not long after, he came out.

His complexion looked somewhat unpleasant.

James and the others, seeing this, cast down their eyes and guarded their hearts, not looking at Tyr.

Although they were also curious about what Tyr encountered inside the secret realm.

Tyr pondered for a moment, took flight, and prepared to leave.

The waters within this secret realm were too deep.

He dared not explore too deeply.

Just upon entering, he sensed a super magic array spreading throughout the entire secret realm.

The more he sensed, the more alarmed he became.

In the end, he directly chose to exit the secret realm, daring not to continue deeper.

This secret realm was absolutely no ownerless territory.

The others, unable to sense the magic array, instead held no awe for the secret realm.

Ignorance breeds fearlessness.

Tyr had just taken flight when he heard the wind whistling toward him.

"What is that?"

He looked up toward the distance.

A beam of light approached rapidly.

Whoosh!

After it drew near, he finally saw clearly what it was.

A fireball.

A massive fireball exceeding three meters in diameter!

In an instant, a sense of shock and fear arose in Tyr's heart.

Instinct told him that if hit by the fireball, death was certain.

"Assault Storm!"

"Wind Wall!"

"Wind Spirit Shelter!"

Boom! Rumble!

The super fireball exploded in mid-air, its volume instantly expanding hundreds of times.

The powerful shockwave directly atomized the surrounding air.

Rings of white waves spread out, toppling trees on the ground and sending rocks flying.

The aftermath of the explosion shook the crowd nearby until they saw stars, the shockwave causing many to lose their balance and fall to the ground.

Everyone looked at the giant fireball in the sky with terror.

"Archmage Tyr!"

Someone shouted in panic.

Only then did the crowd realize the fireball's target was Tyr.

Everyone was extremely tense.

Hundreds of meters away, Tyr, with a section of his mage robe scorched, stood on the hillside.

Expressionless, his eyes were cold.

He had nearly died in the explosion.

He attempted to withstand the super fireball.

He cast a spell to detonate the super fireball prematurely. Yet he never expected that even detonated early, the terrifying explosive force was beyond his ability to resist.

In an instant, the magic shield upon his body was torn to shreds.

In that critical moment, he triggered the life-saving magic item on his person—the Teleportation Pendant.

Tyr released his grip, and the shattered pendant fell to the ground, buried beneath the sand and soil.

The Teleportation Pendant was the most precious magic item he possessed.

Worth ten thousand gold.

Tyr gazed into the distance.

First-tier spell! Hawk Eye Technique!

His eyes ignited with a cyan light.

Tyr saw Li Wei a thousand meters away.

His fists clenched tight, the staff in his hand trembling.

Tyr had never expected that the Armored Man, who had already fled, would dare return to attack him.

This had cost him dearly.

Li Wei gazed toward the center of the explosion, unable to see Tyr's figure.

"Is he dead?"

He was not clear himself.

Hesitating for a moment, he turned and left directly.

A true man never looks back at an explosion.

Besides, once he returned to Maple Leaf City, he would know whether Tyr was dead or not.

There was no need to risk going back.

If Tyr happened not to be dead, would going there not be walking straight into a trap?

Having forcibly endured Tyr's Thousand Fathom Storm magic to escape, the invisible armor on Li Wei's body was already mostly shattered.

Tyr had not yet used a fourth-tier spell.

Go back and take an ultimate move?

Li Wei was not that foolish.

Seeing Li Wei fly away, Tyr revealed a look of disappointment.

In his heart, he hoped Li Wei would return.

Casting a fourth-tier spell required time.

If Li Wei showed any sign of approaching, he would surely make Li Wei suffer a fourth-tier spell grand slam.

That the Thousand Fathom Storm failed to kill Li Wei was somewhat unexpected even to Tyr.

An ordinary third-tier magic shield could not block his Thousand Fathom Storm.

Tyr realized that the Armored Man possessed not only terrifying offensive power, but equally astonishing defensive strength.

Seeing that Li Wei truly left without looking back.

Tyr walked down the slope.

"Archmage, it is truly wonderful that you are unharmed!"

Seeing Tyr, Monde shouted excitedly.

Tyr expressionless, he looked toward James, "Who is the true identity of the Armored Man?"

James felt the oppressive force within his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I do not know."

"You are the Vice President of the Mage Association in Frostbite City, you should also know who stands behind him."

Tyr smiled, a smile that made James shudder with cold upon seeing it.

"Mm, I indeed know."

Tyr left.

He walked toward Maple Leaf City.

Back when searching for the murderer, upon learning the culprit was within Maple Leaf City, Tyr had already suspected the Armored Man.

But he could never find the true identity of the Armored Man.

He had no way.

Now, the true identity of the Armored Man was no longer important.

Knowing only that he was the murderer was sufficient.

Tyr had no intention of going to find Toresta.

Toresta would not hand over his disciple.

Furthermore, due to some special reasons, Tyr was also unwilling to confront Toresta directly.

Only a few people understood the terror of Toresta.

Both Li Wei and Tyr had left.

Seeing this, the crowd also prepared to leave.

Suddenly, someone discovered that the archer who had previously shot arrows at Li Wei was dead.

Dead without sound or trace.

No one knew when he had died.

The crowd looked at the archer's corpse, a chill involuntarily rising in their hearts.

The Armored Man had become even more mysterious.

Originally thinking he was merely a berserk fire mage, it now seemed the Armored Man's abilities went far beyond this.

The astonishing flight speed displayed by the Armored Man earlier also made the crowd look at him with new eyes.

Urap looked at the archer's corpse, some worry on his face.

"Are we truly going to make an enemy of him?"

Monde's expression was also unpleasant.

"This is no longer something we can decide."

(End of Chapter)

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