In this Outer Battlefield, the Water Mages refer to the giant flaming world visible when looking up—represented by the dark red planet—as the "Demon’s Eye." This is because it is the headquarters of the Magic Guild, the demon’s lair.
Yet, the Water Mages pass down a saying for generations: "The Demon’s Eye was not always in such a terrifying form. It used to be our holand, our hotown! It was where we ca from and the place we will fight and strive to reclaim as rightfully ours!"
It is truly remarkable that even after leaving the Fla Realm and fleeing to this Outer Battlefield for countless years, the Water Mages still have not forgotten their roots.
"You... you say you’re from... ’holand’?"
Pasha looked at Andrew, not completely putting down the Magic Bricks in her hand.
Andrew nodded, then shook his head: "Words alone are not proof, see for yourself."
He then transmitted intelligence, information, and nurous personal experiences and mories about the Fla Realm through Magic Telephony.
Tier Seven Soul Class Water Magic: mory Mirror Bridge.
In the domain of Soul Magic, the Water Elent is overall inferior to the "Desolate Language Series" of Earth Fire Magic or the "Heart Fire Series" of Warm Fire Magic, but in areas related to mory, calming mind, soul repair, and ntal defense, it far surpasses any Soul Magic of the Fla Elent!
From Pasha’s perspective, it’s like watching a beautifully edited film, with a vast amount of information, yet feeling no chaos or disorder.
For a mont, she was completely imrsed in the vast information Andrew had transmitted to her.
The Magic Bricks in her hand finally lowered completely, and after a mont quietly dissipated in her hand.
"I should have done this sooner! Now there’s no problem at all!" Andrew smiled, knowing it would take ti to digest so much information, and calmly reinforced several Defensive Water Magic spells around Pasha before turning away.
You could see that the explosion’s aftermath had completely faded. The squad leader of the Fla Warriors on the shoal was still shouting, but strangely, no one paid him any attention, nor did any other Fla Warriors co to block the gap in the encirclent ford after his defeat.
That was because a slim figure quietly appeared beside the squad leader of the Fla Warriors.
Andrew took a deep breath and looked at that figure.
Only judging by appearance, Andrew was certain he had never seen this person before.
But from the aura, it was easy to recognize: this was the master, or rather the original form, of the Desolate Language Avatar that had disguised itself as Pasha’s sister not long ago!
The night wind blew through.
Liek bent down, as if examining so rare beast, carefully studying the Fla Warrior squad leader.
He was ticulously inspecting the details of the squad leader’s injuries, reverse-engineering the magical ans used to cause such injuries—Andrew’s "Armor-Stripping Blade"—to understand exactly what kind of thod it was.
The gaze can be lethal.
Liek’s sight, with substantial Fla Power, was analyzing the squad leader’s wounds while simultaneously erasing his vitality.
"Wait, wait! Sir! Don’t do this!" the squad leader’s voice grew weaker and eventually disappeared completely.
Liek withdrew his gaze and looked up at Andrew.
At the sa ti, Andrew happened to turn around.
Their eyes t instantly in the air!
"I am Liek, nice to officially et you. Please take care of ."
Liek proactively spoke.
Earlier, he had attacked with a concentrated Desolate Language Avatar, using sly and ruthless thods, yet now his presence seed devoid of hostility! It was unclear what his intentions were.
"Liek? The Magic Guild’s First Saint Son, Liek!"
Andrew’s eyes subtly shifted but quickly returned to their usual state.
Though he had not known the person’s identity before, Andrew had so suspicions.
After all, only the legendary First Saint Son of the Magic Guild could possibly be as young as Capella, reaching Tier Four.
"But this Liek is different from Capella. He is stronger than Capella!" Andrew thought, "This guy, how does he possess combat capability beyond his actual Tier, at least reaching Tier Seven?"
Facing Liek, it only took a mont for Andrew to confirm: No Strange Fire.
This Liek is likely not the Owner of Strange Fire.
From him, there was no feeling of aversion or closeness that Strange Fire would bring.
So his combat power, which exceeds his actual Tier by three Tiers, should have nothing to do with Strange Fire.
Speaking of which, this guy is sowhat like President Beiru before he burned and exhausted the Warm Fire Order in the Royal Court.
Andrew still didn’t know why, as theoretically, Liek, being an Earth Fire Professional, shouldn’t have any similar aura to Beiru, a Warm Fire Professional, but Andrew truly felt this way!
"I am Wanda Wise," Andrew replied.
Andrew had decided not to conceal his identity from his allies any longer. But for enemies, he would conceal more thoroughly. These two must be distinguished.
Andrew paused, then continued: "So it’s Liek, pleasure to et you." Also spoke politely. Hearing the tone, outsiders wouldn’t know that Andrew had just fought fiercely against Liek’s Desolate Language Avatar!
"Wanda Wise?" Liek’s gaze flickered, "With your power, and your magical thods, it’s unlikely that you’re a naless figure. But I’ve never heard of you. Which tribe division are you from? Or are you a secret talent cultivated by the Black Whale Headquarters?"
Andrew smiled, naturally not answering the question, but replied lightly: "I’ve heard of you long ago."
"Presumptuous! When Saint Son asks you a question, you should answer honestly!"
A female Fla Warrior at an angle shouted, "You already missed the best chance to break through, don’t you have any self-awareness? Our people are already on their way, you have no escape now! Understand your situation!!"
What she said was... not exactly wrong.
Even though the scene was sowhat quiet after Andrew shattered the Fla Warrior squad leader with one strike, distant noises began to erge: "Is it over there?" "Yes, it’s right over there!" "What are we waiting for then? Hurry up and support!"
Before Liek and his people completed the encirclent, he had already shared the news of "discovering the Whale Eye" with all Magic Guild mbers on the battlefield.
Countless enemies were converging towards this spot.
This might be the reason Liek was in no rush to act and instead spoke amicably.
Andrew completely ignored the threatening female Fla Warrior, seemingly not hearing her bitter words at all.
The opponent yelled angrily, "Are you deaf?! You—"
"Alright, you say less!" Liek raised his hand, making a calming gesture.
Then, under the slightly confused gaze of his subordinates, Liek looked at Andrew, increasingly polite, and said, "Sorry, my subordinates were rude. I see you don’t plan to break through? Then maybe we can talk while my reinforcents are not yet here?"
If Liek’s previous attitude was just polite, now it’s almost too polite.
He watched Andrew with perfect manners.
Hidden deep in his eyes, though, there was faintly an... eagerness.
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