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Volume 1 Chapter 140 Crossing Space, An Unpleasant First Meeting

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    Chapter 140 Crossing space, an unpleasant first meeting

    When multiple spellcasters form a team to cooperate with each other, the combat effectiveness formed by the rich and varied spell combinations is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two.  In particular, Sean and Sheila are a pair of lovers who know each other very well, and their tacit understanding is needless to say. Their cooperation often does not require words, gestures or even just looks.

    Not wanting to take unnecessary risks, Sebastian did not capture the two alive for interrogation as he did with Muta earlier, but decisively seized the opportunity to end their lives as soon as possible.  He knows very well that only a dead enemy is a good enemy.  There are too many examples in the literature of a once-underdog comeback that have well proven this point.

    Pulling out the long sword from the corpse, bright red blood fell to the ground along the blade drop by drop, revealing the still transparent crystal sword body, with no trace remaining.  However, compared with when it was first pulled out of its sheath, the deep crystal sword at this moment was a bit dimmer, and there was no longer that special discharge feeling when it was touched, because the special energy stored in it had been absorbed by the blow just now.  All of them were released.

    Without external support, the two entangled corpses of a man and a woman fell limply to the ground.

    The moonlight turned away, and the shadows silently covered the forest glade.

    Just when the young magician was facing the couple Owad, the leader Kesol, who was a few miles away, suddenly felt a sense of panic in his heart for some unknown reason.  Interestingly, this is not the effect of some mysterious magic. To be honest, it may be closer to the sensitive intuition of crisis of people who have been walking on the edge of danger all year round.

    You know, just a few hours ago, Kesol had just used the scrying technique there to spy on the movement of the target of this trip.  To be honest, he didn't think anything extraordinary would happen in such a short period of time.  However, as a Bard with rich adventure experience, Kesol frowned, hesitated for a moment, and decisively chose to trust his intuition.  After all, this beast-like intuition had saved his life many times.  Without any further hesitation, Kesol jumped down from the tree trunk lightly, his pace slightly quickened, and he walked straight towards the pond in the forest.

    Since its establishment thousands of years ago, the Order of the Scourge Druid that Kesor belongs to has been determined to maintain absolute neutrality in the world.  But no matter from any normal human point of view, it is difficult to classify it as a kind organization.  The intrigues of any large group are naturally inevitable here.  As one of the few Bards with real power, Kesor can actually be regarded as the backbone of the cult. There are countless competitors who want to take his place.  Therefore, like other smart people, he secretly concealed a certain amount of strength without anyone knowing it, and used it as a trump card in emergencies.

    The other members of the cult, including Sean, Sheila and Muta who were on the mission together this time, only knew that Kesol could barely use the fourth-level magic spells such as detection and flame strike.  But no one knows that he has actually understood these natural magics for quite some time, and now he is only one step away from the level of a true Druid.

    Kesol¡¯s right hand reached into the lake water, and as he chanted the mantra quickly, the originally calm lake surface began to ripple slightly.  The mantra was sung faster and faster, and the ripples spread farther and farther.  Until finally, the entire lake began to tremble slightly, as if it was receiving some invisible special signal from afar.

    At this moment in the distance, a faint white light suddenly flashed automatically on Sebastian's body.

    "Wow¡ª¡ª" The waves stirred up by the lake water suddenly broke at the same time and fell back into the lake, making no sound anymore.

    "Sure enough, isn't it a bit too forced to directly find out the person who is also a spell caster without first-hand detailed information? Well, it would be much easier if we could get some underwear or hair or something in advance." Ke Suo  Er frowned, thinking regretfully.

    But the result was not too unexpected, so the movements of Kesol's hands and the chanting in his mouth did not stop at all.  Not long after, under the control of his magic power, the target of detection changed slightly, and the lake water acting as a mirror began to oscillate and fluctuate again.

    However, the result this time shocked Kesol to the point where he almost lost the ability to maintain magic.

    Failure, another failure

    "How is it possible? Muta carries my mark on his body, so the detection technique on him should automatically succeed." Kesol finally began to realize that something was wrong, "And this failure was not because the spell was blocked.  But the target cannot be reached? This is impossible, unless that guy went to another dimension. But he is just an Owad, how can he have the ability?Plane travel?  "

    How could he have guessed that the unlucky guy had already been killed by Sebastian, and even the body was thrown into the dimensional bag.  The dimensional bag is a miniature demiplane created by magic. It does not belong to the main material plane, so the detection spell cannot locate the target.

    He began to feel anxious, and with no one around, Kesol could no longer hold back. He used up the last level 4 spell slot in one go and tried his best to find out where Sheila was.  If something unexpected happened during the mission, as the team leader, he would naturally not be able to escape responsibility.  Fortunately, he knew that Sheila and Sean rarely acted separately, and finding one of them meant finding both of them.

    ¡°Perhaps Kesol¡¯s luck has not reached the extreme yet, and this last remaining detection technique has finally produced an effect.  In the ripples of the lake, blurry images began to appear on the water.  From the beginning, only a few figures could be vaguely seen, but with Kesol's subtle manipulation, the picture gradually became clearer.  But when he concentrated on seeing the contents of the picture clearly, he wished that he had not been able to see everything in front of him with his own eyes.

    What emerged above the water was the scene of Sebastian pulling out the long sword from the corpses of the druid lovers.

    "It's over, it's over." Kesol groaned in pain in his heart. "We lost three extremely promising Owads in one go. Even if we complete the mission alone later, we will have to bear a bigger blame when we go back this time. Then  The guides of these guys will definitely not break up with me easily"

    For a moment, in a daze, Kesol just knelt on one knee by the lake, staring blankly at the image on the lake.  And the next second, as if there were eyes that could see through invisible eyes growing out of his back, Sebastian turned slightly, and his cold eyes fell on a blank space in the air without any hindrance.

    There, there is an invisible magic sensor created by Kesol's magic suspended in the air.

    The boy's unusual movements attracted the attention of the peepers. Kesol looked at the other person with a sullen face and said nothing. He smiled at the sensor that was exposed for unknown reasons, opened and closed his lips, and made a few silent gestures.  After saying a word, he raised his hand and saw a white light, which accurately hit and detonated the sensor.

    The lake once again returned to its usual silence, and the magic was completely terminated.

    Even if he is not proficient in lip reading, Kesol will never misunderstand those simple words. That extremely simple sentence seems to contain endless meanings.

    "See you later (seeyn)¡ª¡ª"

    After a brief moment of surprise, extreme rage swept over him.  He has been underestimated. Kesol has not experienced this feeling for who knows how many years. Maybe it has been since he used his own power to cast the first magic?  Since then, he has been a big man that all sentient beings in this world need to look up to.  While these ordinary and inferior beings were worrying about meaningless gold and silver possessions all day long, he, the future Arch Druid Xor, was worried about the balance and survival of the entire multiverse.  Could it be that he couldn't deserve the worship of these ignorant people?

    And now, this boy, who is only over ten years old, dares to provoke himself like this?  Kesol's right hand clenched tightly into a fist in the cold lake water, and he had made a decision in his heart.

    "We'll see, young man, let me teach you a lesson." Kesol murmured quietly in a voice that only he could hear, "The essence of the battle between our casters is  , lies in the suppression of spell levels. And between you and me, you have no chance of winning."

    It has to be said that even though he is a druid and not a magician, he is still a spellcasting profession after all, so what Xor said is not wrong.  When two spellcasters fight, the one who can use higher-level spells always has the greater advantage, except for rare exceptions.

    Some magicians stubbornly believe that "there are no useless spells in this world, only useless mages.", "As long as you can flexibly match spell combinations, even if you only use low-level spells, you can defeat opponents who use high-level spells."  "

    "It's a pity that these poor guys were born at the wrong time.  If they were born in a world where they could forcibly use magic to infinitely compress small fireballs to a level comparable to the power of a nuclear bomb, their theory might be correct.  However, in Akaron, in the known plane, the relatively systematic magic here cannot satisfy their ambitions.

    The reason why spells are divided into levels is naturally because their power is obviously different.  Putting aside the zero-level magic in the eyes of magicians, the magic in the world of Akaron is divided into nine levels "one to nine" in detail.  One of the most basic grading rules is - "The strongest effect of a second-level spell must not exceed the lowest effect of a three-level spell." Although specificThe methods of estimating the comprehensive power value of a specific spell vary from country to country, but generally speaking, the difference is not too big.

    Any level of spell has its own upper limit due to its most basic structure.  But the problem is that there are different spellcasters who cast spells, and not every spellcaster can try out the limits of these spells.

    For example, sleep, as a basic first-level spell, is quite practical against soldiers and even knights.  But if the magicians have never had the opportunity to try it against a more powerful enemy, there is no way to know that this spell will only be in vain if used against individual creatures with strong life energy such as elite knights and above, and will not have the slightest effect.  .  Even if the person who performs it is a powerful magician, even if he can summon fire rain and meteors with a raise of his hand, even if he can stop time by himself, even if he can master the sleep technique to perfection,  It is absolutely impossible to make Baron Wamborn fall asleep with this spell alone.

    For another example, if your opponent has a spell invalidation barrier on his body, then even if you can cast dozens of spells at once, as long as the single spell does not exceed a certain level, even the opponent's defense will be ineffective.  Neither can break through.  To put it another way, it is like trying to use a bronze dagger to break through the fine gold armor, as if you are overestimating your capabilities.

    Spells with higher levels are not only more powerful, but also more difficult to resist.  Not to mention that the effects produced by some high-level spells are enhanced versions of certain low-level spells, or simply the sum of the effects of several low-level spells.  To put it simply, although it also allows the user to fly in the air contrary to common sense, even if an apprentice masters his levitation technique to perfection, its effect will never be as good as the flying technique that a magician has practiced for a short time.

    In fact, this situation is reasonable and normal, and it can no longer be normal.  If you think about it for a moment, you will know that if an apprentice can easily defeat a master, wouldn't it be like a farmer who can defeat a champion knight with his bare hands? The entire class system has become a big joke?  The magicians have put in more time and effort. If they can't subdue even the novices who are new to the arcane arts, then the magicians will not be able to have the lofty status they have now.

    Separated by an unknown distance, Sebastian and Kesol were both walking silently in the dense forest.

    Surprisingly, the two people¡¯s thoughts at the moment were somewhat similar, quite simple and direct.  Sebastian has already noticed that the last druid leader has just used his fourth-level spell slot. The biggest threat to him no longer exists, so he naturally plans to eliminate the opponent in one fell swoop. This is also the case.  This was his purpose of going into the forest alone late at night.

    For Kesol, the target boy this time was just a young magician who had just been promoted. After secretly attacking and killing the three people who came with him, he must have consumed most of his spell slots.  In other words, at this moment, his goal will undoubtedly be the weakest, and it is the perfect opportunity to take advantage of his illness to kill him.  it is not important.

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