This was a battle that could absolutely not be called fair…
Although Fara’s power was unquestionable, the enemy he faced was the strongest military force of a nation. It should be known that the Tsar’s Sword Knights and the Hurricane Mage Group were not cannon fodder that could be easily defeated. The lowest-tier combatants among them possessed Mid-Tier professional strength, and there were certainly many members with the titles of High-Rank Knight and Magister. Their perfectly coordinated group Charges and combined magic could definitely make any hero unit who loved to show off their skills suffer.
Moreover, in terms of high-end combat power, there was Duke Garros, who was a Grand Magister. As the Empire’s most powerful legitimate noble, his conventional magic item reserves were even beyond Fara’s comparison, and in terms of personal equipment, although not as good as the head of the King’s Capital Troon Mage Branch, it was absolutely not much worse.
Galahad was an elite Knight of the Grand Lord level. He was also the only person in this battle whose strength was closest to Fara, far surpassing others in experience and skill. Although he had reached a bottleneck in strength and physical endurance due to age, the Knight profession, focused on physical tempering, could still resist the erosion of time. And he was not fighting alone! Yes! He was not fighting alone… I apologize…
That High-Rank magical beast named Gold-Devouring Lion King was by no means comparable to Self-Destructing Sheep. Furthermore, Galahad’s was an aberrant species, born with three passive talents: ‘Metal Skin,’ ‘Advanced Magic Resistance,’ and ‘Sharp Blade Claws.’ It could also recover stamina by consuming metal, and its ‘Magnetic Shock,’ usable only once a day, had an extremely large area of effect. If Mo Tan, who was in the Tianzhushan Grand Arena, had such a mount, he wouldn’t even need to act himself when dealing with Number Three Chicken and the like.
Moreover, Fara had one major disadvantage at this moment: he could not forcibly interrupt the casting of the Grand Reversion Spell, nor did he have the opportunity to slowly and meticulously dissipate the spell that was already halfway complete. Otherwise, the magic backlash alone would be enough to take half his life!
If he were merely an ordinary Grand Sage of both Space and Arcane, then the current situation might not even last ten minutes. Fortunately, he was not.
Faraosis was also a Deputy of Tian Zhu Mountain!
So, some things that ordinary mages simply couldn't do, such as facing an enemy while chanting, he could!
“Fading Flame—Whirling Shield Wall.”
The old man waved his hand, and three symbols, completely different from conventional magic circles, instantly coalesced in front of him. The surging flames on them transformed into several round shields that flew out in all directions, moving through the air at an extremely unscientific speed, continuously intercepting the magical attacks, most of which were related to wind elements!
“Fading Earth—Intersecting Stone Thorns.”
Fara’s staff then pointed towards the Tsar’s Sword Knights, who had just dispelled the slowing magic ‘Reversed Dimension’ through a group aura effect. Before they could prepare for a second speed boost, a circle of dark yellow runes appeared around them, and countless gigantic, sharp stone pillars abruptly intersected out of the air, instantly blocking the advance routes of over a thousand Knights!
What struck many spellcasters present as peculiar was that the two spells Fara had just cast showed no elemental fluctuations whatsoever. Especially the latter; if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, these mages might even have thought those giant stone pillars were naturally formed, because there was absolutely no trace of earth elements on them!
“Interesting, is this the power of Tian Zhu Mountain…?” Mo Tan chuckled after listening to Duke Garros’s words in his ear, then dispelled the scarlet light in his hand and, with a slight smile, instructed the latter: “Go assist Galahad in the attack. Don’t worry about me.”
Duke Garros, who had only participated in one combined spellcasting before, immediately bowed in obedience. Then, he floated up, using flight magic to reach a position diagonally above Fara, forming a two-point line with Galahad, who was rapidly destroying the magic circles filling the sky.
Three emerald green pentagram magic circles instantly unfolded behind him, and the surrounding wind elements immediately arranged themselves in an orderly fashion under Duke Garros’s magic guidance.
The next second, three translucent azure giant eagles shot out from behind Duke Garros, whistling through the air. After drawing several emerald trails, they appeared almost simultaneously in front of Fara, then burst into dozens of chaotic wind blades, swarming him like a beehive!
However, Fara, who seemed about to be chopped into pieces, merely moved his finger seemingly slowly.
“Stop.”
Then, those wind blades instantly froze completely in front of Fara. The closest one was even less than ten centimeters away from him, yet it could not advance another inch…
“Alas, little Garros…” Fara smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing, “Have you forgotten? When you invented this ‘Eagle Cry Swarm’ move, the first person you came to find was me.”
Looking at the no-longer-young little Duke not far away, the God of Law, seeing no ripple in the other’s eyes, gripped his staff and said in a deep voice, “Let me teach you another lesson! Watch closely…”
He lightly waved his staff, and the wind blades suspended in mid-air actually scattered back towards Duke Garros exactly as they were, and half a second later, they re-converged into three elemental flying eagles, returning almost in an overlapping state to Duke Garros’s front.
“Mahabeil…” Duke Garros quickly raised both hands and wove a rather complex magic circle in front of him. The three wind elemental flying eagles that Fara sent back were significantly stronger and faster than before, but they could be easily intercepted by using a large-area defensive magic of the same element, whether in eagle form or swarm form.
However, just as Duke Garros’s incantation was completed…
Two silver fissures abruptly appeared in front of him and behind him. The three flying eagles plunged directly into the fissure in front of Duke Garros, then shot straight out from behind him… into the sky.
“It’s good to be confident in your magical theories, but relying too much on theory will lead to great losses,” Fara said without turning his head. He had just deflected another of Galahad’s swords, then raised his hand and blasted the latter away with a fireball the size of a bathtub.
The fissure behind Duke Garros didn’t open towards him; otherwise, this Grand Magister would have sustained at least minor injuries, as the timing Fara grasped was truly exquisite, not even leaving him half a second to react.
A little further away
“Garros…” Ji Xiaodao narrowed her eyes slightly: “The gap with Fara is too big. Should we have him come back first?”
Mo Tan, standing beside the girl, merely watched silently as Fara simultaneously engaged Galahad and Duke Garros in the sky, all while maintaining suppression over the Knight Order and Mage Group, without making any response.
After a long while, Mo Tan suddenly took out a small black bottle from his satchel. While examining it carefully in his hand, he murmured, “As expected, it shouldn’t be wasted too much…”
…
“Fading Time-Space—True Illusion.” Fara, after blasting Galahad away from his side once more, raised his staff. The slowly operating Reversion Magic Circle around him seemed to tremble slightly, and then all the magic nodes became hazy.
The God of Law, whose face had suddenly turned pale, pointed several purple flashes at the old Knight who was rushing to attack him again, forcing the opponent back to a position where he could cast spells calmly. He said loudly, “Old Lion, you’d best not try to interrupt those linked magic circles and magic nodes anymore. My last spellcasting was enough to ensure their safe operation until the Reversion Magic Circle is fully activated.”
“So that’s it,” Galahad nodded, and said in a deep voice, “Then I’ll just kill you first.”
He raised the Sand Burial Gate in his hand high, and both he and the Gold-Devouring Lion King beneath him were simultaneously enveloped by a sudden surge of yellow sand. The next moment, he appeared behind Fara, and in an instant, unleashed over a dozen sword lights like raging waves!
Fara, on the other hand, conjured towering waves over ten meters high out of thin air, continuously neutralizing the layers of sword light, forcibly suppressing Galahad in place. Then, he chanted two more incantations, drawing a black lightning bolt from the murky dark clouds in the sky and striking his old friend fiercely. Meanwhile, his hands pointed separately at Duke Garros, who was chanting in mid-air, and several High-Rank Knights who were finally about to reach him. Forced Silence and Greater Binding Spell, two High-Rank Arcane spells, were released simultaneously, interrupting Duke Garros’s spellcasting while also forcing those High-Rank Knights to be confined in place by a row of light barriers.
Fara, no longer holding back his strength, was terrifyingly powerful. Even in such a disadvantageous situation, he could still control the scene. The runes he continuously summoned firmly held Galahad back beyond ten meters, and the Knight Order, which had already been activated, had not yet succeeded in launching a single effective attack. Duke Garros and the Hurricane Mage Group’s diversionary attacks were even less effective; their spells were like fragile bubbles in front of Fara, which he could dissipate into nothingness with a mere flick of his hand…
If Marshal Galahad and Duke Garros were considered hero units, and the Hurricane Mage Group and Tsar’s Sword Knights were advanced troop types, then Fara at this moment was undoubtedly a BOSS, a unfathomable BOSS!
But his situation was not as good as it appeared…
Galahad was far from using his full strength at this moment. Fara knew very well how strong his old friend was, and he also knew that the other party was merely consuming his stamina and magic, constantly interfering with him using the Knight profession’s powerful speed and burst damage. This was undoubtedly a very effective tactic, because even if he no longer hid his strength, as a spellcaster, he was unwilling to bear the consequences of a Knight Lord successfully getting close to him. Therefore, it was essential to allocate some energy to keep an eye on Galahad!
The offensives from the Knight Order and Mage Group were much easier to handle, but he still couldn’t let his guard down. Duke Garros, who was only a step away from becoming a Sage, continuously and desperately created threats. Coupled with the inherently unpredictable nature of wind magic, Fara had to be extremely cautious.
Although it seemed like there were no problems, the situation was still very unfavorable for Fara…
Galahad’s attack frequency was getting faster and faster. Just now, a Fearless Charge almost directly stabbed in front of Fara. If he hadn’t switched out a Mirror Clone in time, he might have been stuck to by that old lion.
And the seemingly unthreatening Knight Order was pressing closer and closer. It should be known that unlike other melee professions, the Knight profession has very high magic resistance, and the Tsar’s Sword Knights’ tactical discipline is also extremely high. If they are not restrained carelessly, it will also be very troublesome!
Duke Garros, along with the Mage Group, continuously harassed Fara, occasionally chanting some highly destructive or very targeted spells. Although they were always interrupted or silenced in time, this was undoubtedly a very strong form of restraint.
【Forty more minutes… 】
Fara once again used an Arcane Mirror swap to dodge a lightning-fast horizontal heavy slash from Galahad, and before the opponent habitually followed up with a Knight Skill - Falling Star, he activated several Repulsion Auras, forcibly pushing him dozens of meters away.
【Magic consumption is too fast. From now on, try to use items instead… 】
He flung three gems towards a dozen Knights who were simultaneously launching a Charge. They quickly burst in mid-air, then transformed into several attribute-less Arcane Giant Snakes that fell into the enemy formation, tightly entangling the fastest High-Rank Knights in place.
【If I can maintain this rhythm, it should be fine! 】
The magic barrier around Fara showed no signs of dimming. Several elemental runes shimmered on it, constantly replenishing magic by absorbing the free-floating elements in the air. Although slow, this still saved him a significant amount of magic.
This dangerous balance, if only it could be maintained for another forty minutes…
It should be noted that if it weren’t for the need to constantly maintain and perfect the Reversion Magic Circle, which had been prepared for nearly a day, Fara, as a Grand Sage of Space, would absolutely not have fallen into such a predicament. Even if a direct confrontation or a war of attrition wouldn’t work, there would be no problem simply leaving this place; even just a random teleportation would be enough to get him out of this dangerous situation!
However, the method of forcibly escaping the battlefield through space magic was currently unusable, and the reason was still magic backlash.
This world doesn't have the cliché situation where being touched by someone while chanting spells leads to immediate failure. In fact, it's quite the opposite: the more powerful the spell, the harder it is to interrupt. Just like the Grand Reversion Spell Fara was currently maintaining, as long as he didn't move too far away, he wouldn't be interrupted even if he rolled around on the ground…
But conversely, if he left the range capable of sustaining the magic, or if his magic power suddenly ceased, losing half his life would be almost a certainty.
So he had to hold on for at least another forty minutes!
As long as the Reversion Magic Circle was completed, even if these people still refused to believe him under the influence of some power, no one could stop a Sage of Space with no restrictions from escaping!
But the question was, would a certain person give him this chance?
…
At the same time
“Almost there~”
Mo Tan, who had been observing from a distance, suddenly smiled and slowly raised his right hand…
A colossal figure suddenly appeared behind him.
【Summoning Spell—Scarlet Smoke】
Chapter 99: End