240 – One Shot (3)
Farad Alexei, who had been discharging mana to his heart’s content, was able to sense the change immediately.
He turned his head to the site of the City Hall building he had just toppled. It was because the flow of mana that had flowed through the city without any hindrance was blocked.
“… ….”
The great mage recognizes the great mage.
Farad Alexei had an intuition that the person who appeared there was a mage with skills that could compete with him.
“Is it Sony Zeppelin!!”
In the first place, it is impossible to interrupt or stop the magic of a great mage unless it is the same great mage.
That is.
A situation that can only be seen as Uk ranians, who were preparing for their own input, urgently put Sonny Zeppelin in.
As soon as he realized that fact, Farad Alexei let out a manic laugh.
“You finally woke up. Since your precious body has come personally, it would be polite for me to meet you personally.”
Koo-ung, coo-goo-goo!
As Farad beckoned, the spire of the cathedral slowly began to lean toward the town hall building. It lifted the ground itself.
As the pillars of the cathedral, which were already weakened, collapsed, and the pillars to support the weight disappeared, the building shook violently.
Even in the midst of that, the archmage stood still without losing his composure.
In the end, let’s fall to the place in question as the steeple that couldn’t overcome the tilt was ripped off.
Quang! Ksssss—!
A thick cloud of dust hangs over the streets of City Hall, which would have been a beautiful scene before the war, and debris thrown off lands on a shopping street.
Parad Alexei jumped from the top of the collapsed spire, looking at the messy streets.
“I knew you would come, Sonny Zeppelin.”
Until now, the Uk ranians had slashed the empire in the back with erratic tactics and strategies, but that was only in conventional firefighting.
No matter how innovative the Uk ranians were, they would not have been able to overcome the most basic premise that a great mage could only be dealt with by the same great mage.
However, what flew in instead of an answer was a fiercely burning flame.
“Oops.”
Flame flying through the dust. It was still too weak to be a great mage’s.
Farad canceled his magic with a light flick of his fingers and swiped his hand away.
‘Are you looking at the liver?’
“You’re kidding around uncharacteristically, Sonny Zeppelin.”
As Farad strained his forearm, his tendons swelled up. What followed was green magic. Of course, there was still no answer.
“Hmm.”
Sword Tempest.
Surely a master of the wind attribute, a storm of blades that would rip a person’s skin with just a light touch roared at Parad.
I couldn’t respond like before. Parad has clearly deployed a defensive barrier.
A calamity that is said to be the most aggressive among the 12 great mages. Even in the era of peace, he always had spells that assumed a fight between the same great mages.
Mana surged through the wriggling veins.
I didn’t need any special chanting. Just as he used the underground aqueduct that ran throughout the city as a passage for his spell, Parad Alexei was using even the veins of his body as a passage for his spell.
The magical barrier amplified by that was to the point that even moderately advanced magic could not pierce it.
The sharpened wind repeatedly scratched the densely condensed mana wall, but only minor scratches were left, and the barrier was not pierced.
Farad still had a smile on his face after another blocked attack.
It was only after the dust that had been cast by the influence of Sword Tempest had disappeared, that the Grand Mage’s expression hardened as soon as he checked his exposed face.
“…… Sonny Zeppelin?”
“What, are you a sasaeng fan of Sonny Zeppelin? Sony Sony from before, I’m tired of it. I don’t think Tottenham fans in the original world will be so obsessed.”
Blonde hair that comes in clearly instead of light blue hair. It was because there was a man wearing a jet-black outfit that had no roots and was not wearing a magician’s clothing permitted by the heavens.
Both Farah and Alexei already knew the identity of the man who appeared out of nowhere.
Enoch Levandel.
If more famous than Sony Zeppelin, he would have been famous, but he would never be inferior to his fame.
Uk ranian war hero appeared like a comet.
“Why are you here… ….”
“If Soviet Empire pulled out a hidden card, wouldn’t this side also have to bet all-in? After all, he is the supreme commander of this entire campaign.”
Enoch shrugged his shoulders deftly. Its resemblance to Sonny Zeppelin was terrifying, and Farad Alexei’s expression wrinkled even more.
“Ha, there are all these f*cking things. Even if you look underestimated, it must have been too underestimated.”
As a great mage, he already knew that Enoch Levandell had excellent magical knowledge.
In the first place, he is a magic officer. His activities in the Lehmansk Arsenal raid, the Quernen War, and the Uk ranian Civil War were already famous within the enemy Empire, Soviet.
He was once said to be the guillotine of the empire and was said to have ate a promising mage who was favored by the emperor.
It is also true that he is definitely different from the snobbish gossips who boast only the title of first-class mage.
However, it did not seem like he would become an opponent for himself as a great mage.
He was a genius strategist and soldier, not a great mage who was considered to have transcended humanity.
As a result, Farad Alexei, who was proud of being a great mage, couldn’t help but feel extreme contempt for Enoch who appeared to deal with him instead of Sonny Zeppelin.
What is so relaxed?
I could have deleted the entire Legion right away, but why didn’t Sony Zeppelin be put in?
Do the idiots in Uk ran really think that this rookie tactician can defeat them magically?
The anger stemming from the fact that I was insulted grew more and more the more I thought about it.
“Oh, these bastards who aren’t even as good as dogs…… !!”
The moment Farad Alexei was about to roar at Enoch Levandel, now with a completely distorted face.
Tatadadang, bang!!
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He hurriedly lowered his head as the bullets rained down on him. He thought he’d swept it all away, but were there still bits and pieces left?
“Don’t disturb the bugs!!!”
He created purple mana in the direction the bullet flew. Parts side! A purple electric shock that pierced the air and spread.
The magic cast by the great mage broke through even the concrete cover and penetrated the hearts of the soldiers hiding there.
They collapsed without even screaming.
With just one light wave of the hand, several people die without even uttering a scream.
Farah de Alexei glared at Enoch, grinding his teeth.
However, Enoch Levandel’s expression did not change. He just keeps spewing out his murderous intent. Even though his subordinates were killed in an instant in front of his eyes, his feelings did not change.
“…… Do you have no inspiration? You must have been cold-blooded.”
“If you don’t achieve your goals and get caught up in your emotions, it will only make things worse.”
Enoch uttered a word in a dry voice.
And at the same time.
A huge spark fell on Farad Alexei’s head.
***
‘What is it?’
That’s what Farad Alexei thought.
It’s clunky. The efficiency of mana is excellent, but there is no artistic harmony at all.
So it could be seen that it was specialized only in ‘combat’, but it didn’t even conceive of magic limited to one attribute, which is the mistake most battle mages make.
Parts Side!!
Particularly outstanding was purple magic. I don’t know who taught it to me, but the purple magic used at very close range has reached a level where I can’t respond if I’m not careful.
Understanding and adaptability to magic, and innate combat sense were extremely outstanding in the eyes of an eighth-ranked great mage.
Kaaang! Kkadeudeuk!!
A noise that seemed to tear apart the space hit my ears. A shockwave generated by the collision of mana and mana oppresses the entire body.
Magic can be offset.
To suppress it with stronger magic power, or to break through the gaps in the magic formula and break the structure of magic itself.
However, this is possible only when the level of each other is equal.
‘…… Is this equal to me?’
I couldn’t believe it.
There are only 12 great mages throughout the continent. There are countless number of first-class mages in one country, but there are only 12 major mages.
But is the man in front of you an exception?
‘No way…… Did you know from the beginning that the empire would put a great mage in consumption?’
So, did he deliberately hide the fact that he was a master of Tsushima, so that his actions would not be interfered with after the meeting?
‘What a crazy bastard…… !!’
Then the man in front of me said that he had planned all of this long before the war even broke out.
A cold sweat broke out before I knew it, running down Farad Alexei’s back.
At first, the facts that I thought would be just a coincidence or good luck came to me with certainty.
‘It’s impossible to fool the eyes of the meeting!’
If you have a certain level of skill, you must have your own ability evaluation at the great mage meeting.
Even if he hadn’t applied to become a great mage, it was clear that anyone with that level of magical power would of course keep an eye on him at the meeting.
Even more so Enoch Levandel.
Isn’t the meeting really unaware that Showmaker, who has been driving issues on all fronts, has the magic power of a great mage?
However, even if I now ponder such a question, nothing will change.
Farad Alexei, who used to be energetic, is now starting to fear the man in front of him.
“Huh…… !! aaa!!!”
He distorted space by releasing highly concentrated yellow mana for an instant. The flying bullets missed, and the flames offset by stronger magic scattered and disappeared.
And at the same time.
Farad planted his feet firmly on the ground, then slammed his fist down hard into the ground.
Kooung.
Deed deed deed!!
An earthquake occurred, and the earth in the shape of a snake rose from under Farad Alexei’s feet.
“Now the prank is over!!”
Until now, Farad Alexei was also one of the things that didn’t give out 100% power. Whether or not Enoch Levandel was a great mage was irrelevant now.
The certainty is that until now, I couldn’t break the man in front of me when I was idle.
“I will show you what a great mage is!!!”
The sharp eyes shimmered with fighting spirit.
The unique magic of Farad Alexei, the 8th Great Mage of Disaster.
Jormungand.
It is the identity itself of the great mages who are treated as the highest level of magic, different from the upper level.
As if hunting prey, dozens of snakes rose from the ground and rushed at Enoch Levandel all at once.
An instant-death blow that cannot be countered by any existing magic unless it is the highest level of magic, and cannot be counterattacked or blocked.
‘This is the end.’
With his own mana that swallowed his entire space, Fara de Alexei was certain of his victory.
No matter how much he possesses the magic power of a great mage, utilizing his ability is a completely different matter.
If you simply polished existing magic, not unique magic, you could never be Jormungandr’s opponent.
Yes.
It shouldn’t have been.
A ray of green mana pierced Parad’s mana and soared into the sky. Like a fierce storm that overturns the stagnant air in an instant, the mana that was suppressed is disturbed and disappears.
“…… ?!”
The heads of the snakes crumbled and disappeared. The ground, unable to overcome the gusting wind, turns to dust and blows to the ground.
A huge hurricane.
It is not an artificial wind created by using the flow of green mana, but a ‘top-notch magic’ that assimilates with the real wind and converts the natural phenomenon itself into mana.
Farad Alexei looked at Enoch Levandel, who was looking straight at him in the eye of the storm, and couldn’t contain his astonishment.
Hurakan.
Ninth, because it was the unique magic of Sonny Zeppelin, the great mage of the sky.
