At noon, outside Delan City.
Near the exit of the Truth Society branch base, on the vast plains.
Under the sunlight, two figures appeared, one was Richard, the other was Long i’er in a luxurious golden robe.
"Supervisor Long i’er." Richard looked at Long i’er and slightly bowed his head, politely greeting.
"Wizard Richard." Long i’er replied with a nod after looking over.
Richard was about to say sothing else, but Long i’er said, "If there’s no problem, let’s just start directly."
"Hmm?" Richard was slightly taken aback, not expecting Long i’er to be so straightforward. He thought there would be so exchange of words before the duel, but didn’t expect a fight right upon eting.
Noticing Richard’s expression, Long i’er spoke: "Perhaps normally, we should indeed say a few words. However, I believe that no matter what we say, before the result of our duel is out, it won’t have any aning.
In my view, unless you realize your limitations, you will persist. So, let’s communicate after you fully understand."
After a pause, Long i’er said, "Wizard Richard, proceed, considering the strength difference, I will let you take the initiative."
Upon hearing Long i’er’s words, Richard opened his mouth, swallowing the polite words he initially intended to say. He then looked seriously at Long i’er and said, "In that case, Supervisor Long i’er, I won’t be polite."
"Hmm." Long i’er nodded.
"Bam!"
After Long i’er finished nodding, Richard stomped hard on the ground, causing the surrounding surface to sink downwards, and his body rapidly ascended. Then, under Long i’er’s slightly surprised gaze, he flew straight towards the distance without looking back.
Richard flew towards the south—where the noonday sun was, using the dazzling sunlight as cover and burst out with astonishing speed, flying further and further until he disappeared into a black dot in no ti.
Long i’er stood at the original spot. After Richard disappeared, he still squinted towards the direction of the sun, maintaining this pose for over ten seconds, completely unaware of any movent, a hesitant expression inevitably appeared on his face.
After another ten seconds passed without detecting any movent, the hesitation on Long i’er’s face turned to suspicion, and he speculated uncertainly, "Did he escape?"
Running away at first sight? Escaping without even a fight?
It sowhat contradicted his guess about Richard, but the scene in front of him confird this.
"Could he really have escaped?" Long i’er frowned, "Or perhaps..."
As he was saying this, Long i’er twitched his ear, hearing a faint whooshing sound. Looking up, a golden light flashed in his eyes, blocking most of the sun’s rays, and he locked onto five black dots flying from the southern sky.
The black dots flew at an extrely fast speed, reaching a place hundreds of ters away from him in the blink of an eye. He saw clearly that they were five slender, arrow-like objects with engraved magic runes on the surface, clearly magic tools for an attack.
After seeing this, Long i’er’s expression returned to normal, no longer confused: So indeed, Richard wasn’t fleeing, just widening the distance, which is a standard tactic in battles between wizards.
It’s just that the only difference is that Richard widened the distance quite a bit.
How many ters away is Richard now?
Three thousand? Four thousand? Or maybe even five thousand ters?
If Richard’s power was high enough, even six thousand ters wasn’t impossible.
To be honest, covering such a distance is indeed sowhat exaggerated, far beyond the casting range of a typical wizard. In fact, at this distance, he couldn’t accurately lock on for an attack—unless relying on a god-given item.
And how did Richard manage to lock onto his position and launch an attack from such a distance?
It seems Richard indeed has so techniques, which is why he remains so confident. However, it ends here.
Thinking of this, Long i’er focused his gaze on the five magic rune arrows flying towards him.
He clearly saw the five magic rune arrows reach a hundred ters away, then suddenly sped up, almost like lightning, crashing into him, followed by a fierce explosion.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Ssss!"
Long i’er slashed with one hand, splitting the explosive flas in half, letting the explosive force graze past his body without harming him at all.
"The speed of the attack is indeed good, and the distance is far enough, but... the power is too low, not much of a threat." Finishing off this first wave of attacks, Long i’er casually evaluated and then looked towards the sky, attempting to locate Richard.
...
Fifteen thousand ters away, within the clouds in the sky.
Richard’s eyes emitted a deep blue light, his Eye of Gaze fully operational. Using its perspective function, he simplified the entire world, turning everything into lines and planes.
With this abstract vision, he could faintly see Long i’er fifteen thousand ters away, barely affected by the miniature magic tracking missile attack—the lines representing the opponent didn’t even change.
This was within his expectation. After all, with Long i’er’s strength, being hurt by a miniature magic tracking missile would be surprising. The missile tends towards area attacks and can handle weaker targets but falls short against a Level 4 Wizard or even stronger Long i’er.
But that’s okay; this is just the beginning.
Richard flipped his hand, a new miniature magic tracking missile appeared.
Compared to the previous ones released, this ti the miniature magic tracking missile was slimr—it was an improved model.
Richard adopted a serious expression, quickly activating the miniature magic tracking missile with free energy elents and launching it out.
Then, he rapidly withdrew the blue light from his eyes, ceased the Eye of Gaze operation, and used other spells to enhance perception for observation—the Eye of Gaze, although powerful, consud more with greater perspective and distance. Even now, he couldn’t use it continuously and had to use it intermittently, then lock onto targets using other spells to track and reduce average consumption.
It’s just the beginning; everything must be considered thoroughly.
Richard thought, flipping his hand again to take out the second improved model of the miniature magic tracking missile, quickly activating and launching it.
Then the third one.
...
"Woosh!"
Long i’er searched the sky for a long ti without finding Richard’s exact location, frowning in frustration. Suddenly, he heard a whooshing sound. Looking up, he saw the incoming miniature magic tracking missile, his eyes flickered.
"Hmm? This ti there is only one magic rune arrow? Is it that there is only this one left, or is there sothing strange with this one?"
Long i’er watched the lone miniature magic tracking missile, raising his alertness, as it flew to within a hundred ters, he prepared to destroy it. Who would’ve known, before he could act, the missile seed to malfunction, its surface flashed red, and with a "bang," it shattered into pieces.
Yes, shattered. Not exploded, just shattered.
No flas were produced, rely causing the slender miniature magic tracking missile to burst into hundreds of small fragnts, shooting in all directions, landing on the surrounding ground.
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