Chapter 82: Cloud Storm
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Why, aren’t you a pharmacist?” At the same time Cromwell humiliated his opponent to his heart’s content, he released two fireballs, easily blowing off the Elemental Shield Lin Li had just put up.
It wasn’t easy dragging through the last Spell Cycle, but now it was buried in the two fireballs Cromwell had released.
The few forces’ leaders who had the closest relationship with the Guild of Magic sighed almost concurrently. It’s hopeless, it’s completely hopeless…
“Mr Pharmacist, where’s your potion?” After two fireballs blew away the Elemental Shield, Cromwell was still not in a hurry to kill. He was enjoying the pleasure of humiliating his opponent. “Don’t you like Ina a lot? Shall I tell you a secret?”
“What secret?” Lin Li startled when he heard Cromwell mention Ina.
“When I came out this morning, I sent someone to visit the McGrenn’s house. If nothing unexpected happened, the father and daughter are most probably in the Merlin Family’s dungeon now…” Cromwell’s smile was full of a victor’s pride. “After killing you, I’ll go back and have fun with Ina. I can hardly wait just thinking about it. I wonder if Ina’s long legs would be tightly clamped in bed…?
“But, don’t worry… I won’t kill you off so quick. I will torture you slowly, cutting you with shot after shot of wind blades until you have shed your last drop of blood. Only then would it be enough to wash away the humiliation you had given me.” Cromwell released two more wind blades in between his words.
Without the obstruction of the Elemental Shield, these two wind blades cut through Lin Li’s skin easily, bringing up a spatter of blood on the Daylight Square.
Lin Li didn’t utter a sound but gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He could only hold on until opportunity presented itself.
Cromwell’s smile was full of enjoyment. He was walking towards Lin Li step by step. He would release a wind blade for every step he took, and each wind blade seemed to bring up a spatter of blood with it. Cromwell kept this rhythm steady, neither giving Lin Li a chance to fight back nor killing him at once.
There was a dead silence in the Daylight Square. As Cromwell closed in, everyone knew that this duel, which was far beyond their imagination, was coming to an end.
“How about it, Gerian? Have you thought it through? As long as you kneel before me, I may agree to end this duel. Of course… It all depends on my mood.”
Gerian did not say a word. He merely kept his stare fixed dead on Old Merlin.
He was struggling; he was struggling between his lifetime reputation and Lin Li’s life at stake…
“Give it a good thought, Gerian. That is a genius who is able to concoct the Arcane Magic Potion. What’s even harder to come by is that he already had a breakthrough to the Magic Shooter realm at such a young age, and his future is limitless. This is definitely a good deal for you. If you kneel before me, I might be happy and ask Cromwell to spare his life.” Old Merlin looked down at Gerian with a triumphant smile.
It sounded like a slip of the tongue, but he had already made up his mind that Felic would have to die—even if Gerian knelt down to him. Being a pharmacist would be terrible enough, and today he had displayed the level of a Magic Shooter. Old Merlin would never allow such a figure to live. It would threaten the Merlin Family’s dominance in the future.
“You ask Cromwell to stop first!” Gerian jumped to his feet. He was ready to risk everything. He had lived so long anyway; he’d rather be humiliated at an old age than watch Felic be killed.
“Hahahaha… Gerian, are you kidding? You have not kneeled down yet. How would I know if you’d not go back on your word after the duel ends? You know you’ve done many such things before…”
“Okay…”
Gerian shut his eyes and was ready to give it all.
However, he heard a recitation from the square. It was Cromwell’s voice.
“Matthew, make him stop!”
Cromwell’s high-pitched voice resounded in the square for long. The surging magical elements were clearly felt even in the stands; everyone knew that Cromwell had had enough fun, and that the next strike would be the most fatal one.
Old Merlin paid no heed to Gerian and merely smiled with contentment at the high-pitch recitation. Teasing Gerian was fun, but it was not the most important thing. Only by killing the young mage as soon as possible could the Merlin Family rise again.
Gerian sighed softly. He knew it was over. Both the Elemental Shield and the Mana Retroaction were going into the cooldown time. It was impossible for Felic to block off the level-fourteen Cloud Storm. Perhaps he would be torn to pieces by the endless lightning the next minute.
The Aether Staff was held high. The level-eighteen magical crystal at the top of the staff was wreathed in arcs, and a sizzling sound was heard under the mutual agitation.
“Die!” Cromwell bellowed, and endless thunderbolts seemed to burst out suddenly. The dazzling electric light seemed just like golden snakes dancing in disorder. The fierce electric light surged forward crazily, creating a gorgeous yet cruel scene in the middle of Daylight Square.
“I don’t think so, Cromwell!” Lin Li had endured for long for this opportunity.
Almost at the moment when the Aether Staff was raised, Lin Li’s mana was suddenly amplified, activating the Torrent of Elements Ring in an instant. All of a sudden, there was a distortion in the surrounding space. Violent thunder element and the boundless lightning danced wildly like golden snakes. There seemed to be a sudden change of direction as if some mysterious force was involved, and they were sucked into the Torrent of Elements Ring in a split second…
“This… This…” The smile on Cromwell’s face stiffened, and his raised right hand that was holding the Aether Staff froze in mid-air.
After absorbing the last thunderbolt into the Torrent of Elements Ring, Lin Li did not hesitate any further; through the mental strength that was branded on the ring, he released a level-fourteen magic spell with his level-twelve status of a Magic Shooter with a mere thought!