1400: Chapter 399 Dual Approaches_2 1400: Chapter 399 Dual Approaches_2 Fortunately, the Blood Infant glided in ti and circled around Mage Shaliwen again.
It seed determined to fight Beckham to the death, but Gerein suddenly opened its massive maw, scaring the Blood Infant into a hasty retreat.
The handso Mage of the Feilengcui squadron once again twisted his waist and waved his hands, shooting out an indigo “Blade of Flas” with surging blue afterburner flas trailing behind it in a gigantic arc reminiscent of a sports track in the sky, taking a wide turn and miraculously hitting the peak of the highest building inside Lusen City—a Twin Tower.
This Twin Tower was the Defiance Magic School, and at its very top stood an iron branch, on which perched a proud iron rooster that would spin with the wind.
The indigo “Blade of Flas” passed by silently, slicing off more than half of the iron rooster’s body and then continued soaring into the sky, eventually bursting into a cluster of blue stardust.
Eyeballs scattered all over the ground in shock.
From the handso mage to the Twin Tower in the city center, the distance was at least over four thousand yards!
If we include the distance the “Blade of Flas” traveled after severing the iron rooster, it could be estimated at no less than five thousand yards!
Magic range is the most direct way to evaluate a mage’s guild title, and five thousand yards, what concept is that?
Among the seven guild titles for mages, from Magic Apprentice to Senior Mage, each increase is an additional five hundred yards.
Only when one reaches the threshold of Magic Teacher does the range increase irregularly.
But it is universally recognized in the Magic World of Pan Continent that the range of a Magic Teacher is at least three thousand yards, and for a Magic Tutor at least four thousand five hundred yards!
Not to ntion those at Saint Level.
This is why high-ranking mages are so terrifying—they can strike at will from far away from the battlefield!
However, magic range is almost useless for single-target spells because if the target is too far away, it’s extrely difficult to lock on by sight.
For Beckham to hit a target from five thousand yards away with such precision is simply inconceivable!
Could he be a Great Magic Conductor?
How could there be such a young Magic Tutor?
Everyone’s brains were like wheat fields ravaged by a farr, with countless disorganized thoughts crisscrossing.
This one “Blade of Flas” even made all the Hell Black Dragons raise the scales on their bodies!
Liu, utterly astonished, gaped in awe and couldn’t close his mouth for quite so ti.
So this was Beckham’s true strength!
The concentration of fire elent imbued in this “Blade of Flas” was so intense that even Liu was secretly alard!
Although it was not as high as Katusha’s elental concentration, it had definitely surpassed Moer, who had taken the “Bi Xue Dan Qing” in terms of elental condensation!
Such high purity in magic spells couldn’t be achieved by simply practicing diligently—it was absolute talent!
The penetrating power of this kind of spell is often astonishing, especially adept at piercing through magical defenses.
“It’s just a coincidence!
Generally speaking, with this distance, my ‘Blade of Flas’ would at most have a thirty-percent hit rate if I kicked it ten tis,” Beckham humbly shrugged his shoulders to the boss.
“Xiao Bei!” Liu looked at his Mage team leader with shining eyes and whispered, “Since you’re a Magic Tutor, surely you can summon Forbidden Curses, right?”
“Boss, I am not a Magic Tutor!
I don’t even have a guild title!
From my childhood, the tutor only had practice the ‘Blade of Flas’ day and night and never allowed to learn other fire-based spells!
As for Forbidden Curses, I indeed had a ‘Crimson Hellfire Scroll’, but before coming here, the tutor took it back,” Beckham said with a wry smile.
“Ah?” Liu’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Old Liu never expected Master Stefano to be so extre.
It was one thing for him to only practice Fire-based Spells himself as a great Magic Tutor, but to have his apprentice practice “one” spell from childhood to adulthood?
Just a Blade of Flas?
“My tutor once said: Simple and direct spells are the most effective spells!
He didn’t let learn other Fire Elental spells because he was afraid they would distract .” Beckham saw the doubt in the Overlord’s eyes, chuckled, and said, “Boss, I have a natural Fire Elental constitution.
I can easily cast spells with both feet simultaneously, and they’re instantly cast too!
In terms of range, I’ve discovered that casting spells in an arc can greatly increase the range and also avoid interception by the opponent.
Moreover, casting spells with my feet seems more convenient than with my hands!
All these are my own findings!”
“Damn!”
Liu was suddenly enlightened!
Yet another innovative thod of spellcasting!
Ever since eting Master Puskas, Liu had gradually beco aware of a whole new Magic World———-it turns out that spellcasting and magical pets were analogous!
Level was not the limiting factor for power; low-level spells, if used properly, could exert trendous destructive power!
Master Puskas was adept at exploiting the timing of an attack.
In Kalimantan, he managed to make his opponent inhale carbon dioxide at the very mont they took a breath for a spell, causing them to inflict magical backlash upon themselves!
Beckham, on the other hand, utilized angles and arcs, also with a shabby spell, taking on an aerodynamic flying posture suggested by twisted dynamics, able to reach an extrely long-range and rendering the opponent unable to intercept, thereby striking with a single hit!
This kid is aweso!
So young!
Damn!
What a treasure Liu has found!
He couldn’t help but feel a little proud.
At the sa ti, he felt that he had created a new thod of spell use————–setting up all spells as Shields, withstanding the enemy’s attack, and then rushing forward to deliver a fatal stab!
“I’ve told you all before!
I co bearing the Feilengcui warriors’ spears and the olive branch, please do not let the olive branch slip from my palm!
Those who insult must pay the corresponding price!” The voice of the Feilengcui Lord, full of confidence, echoed again throughout the Elves city: “I ask one last ti, will you compensate, or will you not?”
Up until now, Prince Moore was still speechless, staring blankly at Beckham, imrsed in the massive shock brought about by that “super Blade of Flas,” until a Drow matriarch nudged his arm, startling him back to reality.
“What is your decision?” Liu glanced at the twelve-hour wristband on his wrist and frowned: “Are you giving us these two aerial platforms or not?
Got any breath left?
If so, give a straight answer!
I’m already impatient!”
“Impossible!” A Drow matriarch was livid with anger: “Absolutely impossible!
I refuse to believe that you, a re Overlord, would dare to start a war with our three million of the Fallen Tribe!”
“Excellent!” Liu had a fierce smile on his face: “Perfect!”
A Moore warrior clad in fishscale armor, carrying a trident, rushed over with quick steps, whispered sothing in the ear of His Highness, and Prince Benitez’s expression suddenly changed.
The Drow matriarchs also gathered around to ask a few questions and all of them looked pale.
Within Lusen City there suddenly erged signs of a massive crowd stirring and buzzing, chaotic as if a huge market had opened up.
“Did eight dragons from the Underground World co again?” Liu looked at the two high-ranking mbers of the Fallen Tribe, chuckling maliciously: “Forgot to tell you, I’m the current Dragon Emissary.
Damn it!
You’re still playing dragons with ?
Now good for you, I’ve exiled half of the Golden Dragon family to the Underground World.
These big guys will have no food in the future, and if they eat you, I would feel quite sorry!”
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