Chapter 340: Chapter 289: Duel! Shift in Situation! Insult!
Duel, anywhere, as long as no innocents get hurt.
But many people often can’t manage not to harm the innocent.
"Oh?" Alola felt the wild mage in front of him was insulting him.
Only absolute strength can avoid harming others, which requires extremely fine control.
At this moment, several Red Sack Birds landed here, along with seven or eight Green Sack Birds and White Sack Birds coming from various places.
So many people, if others get hurt, they won’t be happy.
Moreover, those who can ride a Sack Bird are either wealthy or noble.
So Alola felt that Lin Ke was insulting him!
"Do you want to die?" Dangerous light flickered in Alola’s eyes.
Currently in Faser, there’s no rule against killing on the street.
In fact, Faser has fifty or sixty factions, national, regional, sects, cults, temples...utterly chaotic!
As for why Lin Ke wanted to duel on the street?
To become famous!
The more people there are, the faster Lin Ke’s reputation will spread!
Especially at this moment when the Naseng people are invading, fear, despair, and chaos are most prone to nurturing belief.
Worship of the strong is a natural instinct for many creatures, and Faser is no exception.
"I don’t want to die; I want your sect to follow me," Lin Ke smiled.
Many people dismounted from the Red Sack Birds, immediately recognizing Lin Ke and Alola as the two who were arguing on the local internet using magic earlier, and gathered around with great interest.
Some people hurriedly left, either not willing to watch the fun or having urgent matters.
However, others from the Sack Birds also gathered with interest.
The crowd grew bigger and bigger, prompting some Sack Bird owners to urge their birds to make way, and people subconsciously formed a circle.
Alola’s patience with Lin Ke finally reached its limit, raising his palm to ignite a raging flame, the end of his magic staff lighting up.
Utilize the magic staff to absorb elements for the effect of rapid recovery!
This is a large-scale magic!
At the same time, Alola’s magic staff flashed again, layers of magical shields appeared in front.
The role of the magic staff was revealed to Lin Ke for the first time.
This magic staff is rather interesting...
Lin Ke squinted his eyes, sensing the area, yet he did not make a move, choosing instead to stand still nearby.
He was observing the Faser’s method of utilizing magic.
Releasing magic no longer requires the ancient spell chanting system, yet still needs to stir magical elements.
It’s not close to Naseng’s ancient times of directly constructing magic, let alone constructing skills and professional systems.
"Foolish wild mage, waiting for me to complete a large-scale magic is the most wrong decision you’ve ever made in your life!"
Alola laughed wildly, the flame in his hand grew madly, transforming into a flaming bird soaring into the sky, controlled by him to fly in the air: "Level seven magic, Flaming Flying Bird!"
Level seven magic?
Lin Ke shook his head.
Converted, it equates to Azen’s level three magic and level three skills, just with the power akin to level two magic.
Indeed, talent is what matters most.
The Naseng people are born as "elephants," the Faser people are born just "cattle and horses."
Not to mention some Naseng people are ancient monstrous mammoths, while some Faser people are inherently frail cattle and horses.
This is the inborn talent.
"Oh my god! Level seven magic!"
"This is the secret knowledge of each school!"
"This person is actually part of a school! The other one... uh, must be a wild mage?"
"Too terrifying! This flame, he must belong to the fire... huh, is this emblem from the Song of the Torrent school?"
The surrounding people exclaimed, with a smug smile appearing on Alola’s face as he controlled the flaming bird, mocking Lin Ke: "You’d better use protection magic because merciful as I am, I don’t wish to kill you."
The spectators couldn’t help but feel a little tense.
Among them, an elderly clerical figure from a temple gazed at Lin Ke with a cloudy expression, looking somewhat grave.
Only Andor appeared utterly indifferent.
Perhaps wild mages are weak and foolish, but a level ten wild mage is definitely wise and powerful.
"Weakling." At this point, Lin Ke was contemplating a fitting catchphrase.
Linke Azen’s catchphrase is "Shattering darkness with thunder."
That Faser man Buck’s catchphrase...
Buck primarily focuses on wind, with fire as a secondary, meaning air pressure skills primarily, overheating skills secondarily.
Suddenly, Lin Ke had an idea.
"Weakling?" Alola’s eyes flashed with killing intent: "Did you call me, Alola of the Song of the Torrent school, weak?"
As his words grew louder, the firebird in the sky also expanded a few circles, becoming more intense.
The scorching air rushed towards them, eliciting exclamations from the crowd.
The strength and mystery of being a mage envied and fascinated these Faser people.
After all, not everyone in Faser can become a mage.
"Ocean’s blessing."
At this moment, the elderly clerical figure lightly tapped an unknown magic staff in his hand, placing a layer of blue protective shield in front of the spectators.
People from the Divine Hall of the Ocean!
Thus, perceiving the magical fluctuations and the aura of divine power, some mages also rushed over from all sides.
This is the magical fluctuation of a level seven mage!
For ninety-nine percent of mages, reaching level two mage is already very fortunate.
And for ninety-nine point ninety-nine percent of magic apprentices, surpassing the mage’s bottleneck is like an insurmountable chasm, blocking them.