Chapter 271 - Ashen Warlock
The two of them stood there quietly, and nobody said anything—even if it was Matthias. He was very clear that the hatred between them had reached the point where it could no longer be solved. At this time, any words would only be meaningless, and any insults would be useless. Only a battle to the death and taking down one party would put and end to this hatred.
“Match, start!”
The two unlucky judges hid at the side instinctively once they gave the signal.
They had to hide. The two trial apprentices in this match were each a real piece of work. There was no need to mention Matthias. The magical wave that he was emitting was like a vortex that was swallowing everything. Some of the people that knew something about the murder case back then had already guessed that Matthias had to be a disciple of the Ashen Warlock.
As for that fella called Felic, he was more impudent that Matthias.
A monster that could fire out 60 Pyroblasts. Who would even be so free to stand next to him? If his mood were to be bad, what could they do if he were to use Pyroblast? Could it be that I, as a judge, would still have to be blasted by a trial apprentice until I become an idiot? No way, definitely no way. Gryffindor is already pitiful enough. We two judges would not want to join in as well…
Anyway, this is last the match. Let’s stay further away from these two dangerous fellas. Once they are done, whoever can still stand in the Aurora Square would be the winner.
No matter who was it that saw Matthias now, they all suspected that everything that they saw was just a hallucination. The Pyroblast did not exist at all, and it did not even pose a single threat to Matthias…
“It’s too unreal, too unreal…” Lin Li refused to drop the matter, his hand holding onto the Aether Staff tightly. He was never someone to give up easily. It does not matter if it’s one Pyroblast, two, three, four, or even ten—at least one of them will kill him. Anyway, I have mana and potions. If I can’t defeat you, Matthias, I will write my name in reverse!
At almost the same time when Matthias was walking out from the flames, Lin Li had started to hastily recite spells. He was still using the Pyroblast, and the recitation was quick and fast. It was as if saliva was about to pour out of Lin Li’s mouth. The revolving flames and the abstruse runes started to weave a myriad of dreamy colors in the Aurora Square.
Yet at this time, Matthias did not move at all.
“Idiot, don’t you get it? The power of the flames will never hurt an envoy of the Abyss!” Matthias’ voice was gruesome and cruel. In that instant, Lin Li even thought that a magical beast was roaring at him. It was especially so for that word “abyss”, for it gave Lin Li a shiver down his spine he’d never felt before.
After that, he realized the Pyroblast that he had released had disappeared…
There was no reason or signs. It was as if a Void Crack had appeared in the Aurora Square. It had swallowed a level-fifteen spell in front of the spectators’ eyes.
“…” Lin Li was really stupefied. He rubbed his eyes furiously to try and see things better. This was a complete a joke. A level-fifteen spell had suddenly disappeared without any reason. Could it be that Matthias had a brand on his body that could instantly generate a mana channel and shift the opponent’s mana into it?
Osric wasn’t this generous, right…?
“What the hell?!” It was as if someone had stepped on Hoffman’s tail in the VIP area. After a scream, he jumped up. He could not believe what he had seen. What sort of drugs did this little rabbit of the Marathon Family take—how did he become so powerful?
Forget about that initial Pyroblast; after all, there had been a thin layer of Elemental Shield protecting him. But this time, Hoffman clearly saw that Matthias’ body did not have Elemental Shield or any protection from any spells. He was completely naked standing there, no different from a prostitute that was naked and spreading her legs wide open…
F*ck, how could this be…
Without protection from any spells, even the Sword Sage that was protected by a high-level Combat Energy would be seriously injured when blasted directly by a level-fifteen spell. Could it be that Matthias has trained to be stronger than the Sword Sage? Then why did he even join this finals, just let the judges announce his victory…
“Hoffman, please be quieter.” Herza frowned. This damned fatty that was making a big fuss was giving him a headache. He was constantly making movements, not allowing the others to watch the match peacefully.
“How can I calm down?” Hoffman rubbed his brow. He was so anxious that cold sweat had appeared. “It’s not like you did not see it. This little rabbit from the Marathon Family is like a monster. A f*cking Pyroblast could not even kill him. What else is there that he can’t do?”
“What’s so weird about that.” Herza shook his head with a smile. “Did you forget about that murder case in the Breezy Plains fifty years ago?”
“Fifty years ago in the Breezy Plains?” Hoffman was in a daze; almost immediately afterward, his expression was panic-stricken. “You’re talking about Ashen Warlord Roland?”
“That’s right.”
“F*ck!” Hoffman looked at Matthias, who was in the Aurora Square, for a while with a face full of anxiety and doubt before he suddenly spewed vulgarities. “F*ck, I really did not think that this little bastard was actually Roland’s disciple. No wonder I kept thinking that he looked repulsive. So that’s how it is. F*cking Roland is really an idiot—of all the people to take in as a disciple, he chose this little bastard…
Hoffman was cursing passionately, but his heart could not help but be anxious. The fame of Ashen Warlord Roland was known by even a three year old in the Breezy Plains. There was no choice—this guy was really too famous. He was one of the biggest slaughterers in the Felan Kingdom after Osric from the Dark Ages. This legendary murderer that was always wearing a black robe and covering his face with a hood commanded mysterious powers from the Abyss. He had once used his mysterious powers to summon a powerful demon fifty years ago, and killed thousands of soldiers from the Felan Kingdom in a single night…