The Warriors in the front row were shaken by the airflow of this man's fall, and the black-robed Mage immediately recognized this man as the one who had "snatched" the queen away from the First Prince a few days ago, and the one who knew the lost spell, Mystra's Mansion.
The black-robed Mage had been looking for him for several days, and he didn't expect that the other party would appear at this time, at this point, and just when they were about to capture the strange girl, he descended like a savior.
Of course, the title of savior was only in the eyes of the girl on the other side, and on their side, they would definitely treat him as an enemy.
The black-robed Mage was very interested in this man. As a spatial Mage, the spell Mystra's Mansion had a special meaning for the Monochrome Magic Tower. If possible, he would love to capture this man and then torture Mystra's Mansion out of his mouth.
As soon as the man fell, he looked left and right, and before anyone could speak or say anything, a pale golden light blossomed in his eyes. His immense mental power seemed to materialize again, spreading out layer by layer. His bright golden hair moved without any wind, like a ball of golden flame leaping in joy. His bright red cloak fluttered behind him, making a flapping sound.
It had to be said that such a scene looked very beautiful and cool, but all the mages felt incomparably terrified.
One of the Mages shouted miserably, "Everyone, retreat and raise your magic shields!"
As soon as this man's voice fell, everyone saw countless bright golden balls of light emerge from the body of the golden-haired young man opposite, rising into the sky at an extremely fast speed, or circling around him. From a distance, it looked like countless golden stars dotting his body, looking incomparably magnificent. It made people admire him from the bottom of their hearts.
The God of Space and Time above! When the black-robed Mage saw this scene, he was so shocked that his eyeballs almost popped out.
Was this a magic missile? How could there be such an exaggerated and powerful magic missile? Why was the color of this magic missile bright gold? Shouldn't magic missiles be green?
Several questions arose in the minds of the black-robed Mage and the other Mages, but their hands didn't stop. Several light shields appeared and pushed in front of the young man, forming a large six-layered barrier.
Behind these six barriers, everyone felt more at ease. No matter how powerful the other party was, with these six barriers, they should be safe.
In the next second, countless bright golden light balls transformed into rays of golden light. The attack came at an extremely exaggerated speed.
The first ball of light collided with the first Light Shield. A violent explosion rang out, and the ball of light exploded into a dazzling golden sun … The Light Shield only rippled a little, but in the next moment, countless balls of light crashed into it.
The rumbling sounds continued to ring out.
The first light shield was broken.
The second, third, and fourth light spells also shattered.
All of this happened in the span of a second.
The black-robed Magus knew what was going on as soon as he saw this. He couldn't block it. The other side still had about half of their magic bullets left. On the other hand, they only had two magic shields left.
He didn't hesitate to cast a spell and put up another spatial shield at the back.
Then, the meteor-like magic bullets shattered the fifth and sixth layers of the Magic Shield in less than a second. Then, the remaining bright golden bullets bombarded the Spatial Shield and disappeared silently. However, the Spatial Shield was still standing firmly.
They could block it!
Seeing that the number of Magic Missiles on his opponent's side had dwindled, the black-robed Magician felt a wave of relief wash over him. Although the Space Magic Shield was slightly weaker than the Light Magic Shield in terms of defense, he was still a Master Spellcaster. The effect of the shield was naturally stronger than that of the other light Mages.
If he could see it, the others could see it too. When they thought that such a terrifying magic attack had been blocked by their own people, their hearts palpitated, but they also rejoiced. They knew very well that in the face of such a magic attack, escaping was useless, because the other side's casting speed was too fast, and they could only take it head-on.
Now, they had withstood it. The spatial shield was still standing steadily, and the other side's magic bullets were running out.
Moreover, they could also see that the other side's mental strength was severely depleted. A few seconds ago, the obviously substantial mental strength halo had disappeared. This terrifying magic bullet spell had consumed most of the mental strength of the opposite young man.
As long as they blocked this spell, it would be time for them to counterattack.
Many soldiers raised their hands and cheered wildly. They wanted to vent the fear and happiness of escaping death.
But before they could finish their cheers, they saw the young man clench his fist and reach forward, then he flicked his finger.
A dazzling golden beam of light with electric sparks hit the spatial magic shield directly. Not only did it completely break the magic shield, but it also tore open a completely straight line in the crowd.
Those who were hit by this golden beam of light or their limbs were instantly vaporized. Not to mention screams, not even ashes were left behind.
When the black-robed Magician saw that his Spatial Shield had been breached, he knew that things were not looking good. He immediately cast a teleportation spell, and at the risk of his head exploding, he moved his body more than thirty meters to the left in the blink of an eye.
Then, he saw the remaining 20 or so Magic Missiles fall into the midst of the soldiers.
More than 20 magic bullets exploded almost at the same time, and the intense golden light almost illuminated the entire sky. The soldiers first screamed, then wailed.
After taking a deep breath, the black-robed Mage ignored the tragic situation of the soldiers, and looked at the blond young man. He was very clear that this level of magic bullets, as well as the strange golden magic just now, were skills that consumed a lot of mental strength. Even a Master-level spellcaster, such as himself, would definitely be in a state of exhaustion after using this level of magic.
Then, he saw that the young man was panting … Sure enough, he was tired. Just as he thought that, he saw the young man turn around and jump high. With just a jump, he crossed at least 16 meters of stairs and landed directly next to the black-robed girl.
Feather Fall? Wind Spirit Bounce? No, it's not that!
The black-robed Magician's eyes widened. All of this seemed very abnormal in his eyes. There were no magic fluctuations. If that was the case, then why did this Spellcaster have such a strong physique? It was common knowledge that Spellcasters had poor physical qualities.
As for those who had multiple professions, it was impossible for them to become Masters. At least, in the records of the past 300 years, no one with multiple professions could become a Master. Those professions that were proficient in everything but lax in everything could indeed be considered powerful in the early stages, but their energy was too scattered, which caused them to be at a great disadvantage on the road to advancement as a profession.
The person in front of him was obviously a Master Spellcaster. That majestic mental strength could not be deceived. It was impossible for those with multiple professions to become Masters, so the other party should be a pure spellcaster. However, the physical strength that he displayed was not something that even a Warrior could achieve.
"No matter who you are, just catch and ask."
The black-robed Mage saw that the other party's hand touched the injured girl, and then the girl disappeared.
Wonderful spatial ripples came from ahead, and the black-robed Mage was so comfortable that he shivered all over. As a spatial Mage, he couldn't be more familiar with spatial ripples. This was a kind of fluctuation that he had never experienced before. He was more and more certain that the other party must know Mystra's Mansion.
He began to chant a spell, and three chain whips of spatial anchors appeared behind him. Then, his mental power began to condense into a bundle. He was going to use the spatial anchors to capture this man and bring him to the special public space of the Monochrome Magic Tower, where many of the Monochrome Mages' friends were. As long as he got in, it would be impossible for him to escape.
As long as this man was captured, the Monochrome Magic Tower would be able to regain Mystra's Mansion. He knew very well what it meant to have Mystra's Mansion. It was an eternal safe haven, the greatest reliance for spatial Mages when they lost a battle with an enemy, and the hope of escaping danger and making a comeback.
As if sensing that his mental power had locked onto him, the blond young man glanced at the black-robed Mage and threw out a scroll.
The black-robed Mage didn't know what the other party was relying on, and he didn't want any more accidents to happen. He threw out three spatial anchors in half a second.
However, as soon as the spatial anchors appeared, the other party was swallowed by a spatial bubble.
Trying to escape with spatial teleportation? No way!
Sensing the familiar spatial waves, the black-robed Mage indeed interrupted the spatial anchors and immediately instant-cast a small spatial counterspell.
Spatial counterspell was a very powerful support spell that could prevent the enemy from using spatial abilities to escape and interrupt the enemy's spatial jumps. Under normal circumstances, this spell would take at least a few seconds to chant, but this was his supreme spell, so it wasn't so complicated.
The so-called supreme spell referred to a spell that a Mage could designate as his own supreme spell after he reached the Master level. Although this spell still occupied the casting slot of a spell book, it could be cast instantly like a Warlock, but its power, effect, or range would be reduced to a certain level. It didn't sound very cost-effective, but in reality, this was the realm that all Mages yearned for.
Naturally, there was no need to 'Transcend Magic' for low-level spells, but from another perspective, if super AOE spells such as Ice Roar and Fire Meteor Shower could be cast instantly, they would be more deadly to a certain extent, even if their range and power were reduced, especially when fighting against a large number of enemies.
As soon as the Super Magical Counterspell was cast, the young man was forced out of the spatial bubble.
The black-robed Mage revealed a trace of a smile, but then his smile froze on his face. He watched as the young man was shot into the sky at an extremely fast speed, then into the next spatial bubble, and then at an even faster speed into the distance. Finally, he instantly left the range of his spatial counterspell and disappeared into the night sky, leaving only a series of strange thunderous sounds. That was the sound of supersonic explosions.
Spatial bubble ejection?
You can do it like this!?
The black-robed Mage slapped his face. It didn't hurt at all. Was it really a dream?