Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 193 Sorry, I'll have to take a little longer.
The black forehead ornament flashed twice, and the black-robed man immediately left the ethereal plane and returned to reality. However, the force field wall penetrated the matter and the ethereal plane, imprisoning him firmly inside, with nowhere to escape.

How could the man in black not recognize the force field wall? He sighed, slumped down on the invisible wall, and looked down at the street and the crowd below.

He had been moving upwards and had already reached the airspace above the underground tavern.

"Why is this world so cruel to me..." His face was contorted, his eyes filled with endless resentment.

If he had to choose the profession he hates the most, it would definitely be the warlock.

Spells require intelligence, and warlocks rely on talent. But what if you lack both intelligence and talent? Then the path to becoming a spellcaster will be very narrow, and becoming a spellcaster will often be a last resort.

The job change ceremony for magic practitioners was once called "forbidden invocation" because such contracts are often unequal. It's obvious that ordinary people have no right to negotiate.

Why would those powerful sect leaders lend you their magical power and secret knowledge?

Everything in this world comes at a price.

He sacrificed himself and worked hard for so many years, finally standing at the pinnacle of humanity, with the prospect of becoming a legend in his lifetime, but who knew that a natural disaster would strike.

The contract with the Demon Lord has been broken!

Only then did he realize that he didn't have much real power, and his years of perseverance were a joke.

He tried to learn magic on his own or to develop his own less-than-ideal bloodline, but without exception, he failed every time.

That's normal; he simply didn't have that talent.

So he began frantically hunting for resources, searching for a way to change everything.

From that moment on, I knew this day would come, but I was defeated the third time, by a genius sorcerer. The scar in my heart was torn open again, and I felt extremely frustrated.

“Next time, you won’t be so lucky…” he murmured.

In the tavern, Anser saw the man in black robes disappear into the Aether Plane and then be captured alive by the Force Field Cage, and immediately burst out laughing.

'I thought you were so amazing.'

He shoved the remaining half-bottle of potent healing potion into Alton's hand, then blasted the ice at the doorway open with two Burning Hands.

With a bang, the tavern door was kicked open from the outside, and a group of halflings rushed in. However, they did not expect that the ground was all ice, and they lost their footing and slipped and fell. Many of them couldn't help but shiver.

But when they saw the scene inside the tavern, their faces immediately turned furious, they drew their swords and surrounded Anser.

“He’s a friend,” Alton quickly stood up to explain.

Anser managed to escape, but he didn't have time to deal with the halflings. He hurriedly left the tavern and came to the street. When he looked up, he saw the black-robed man imprisoned a dozen meters above the tavern.

He had taken off his hood, revealing a slightly sickly human face. Apart from his somewhat frightening gaze, he was otherwise unremarkable.

Their eyes met; one was nonchalant and confident, the other sinister and cold, harboring murderous intent.

The dice spun rapidly, and after a while, the target information appeared:

[Pillar Captain, Demon, Level 18 Magic Contract Master (Demon Lord)]

'Wow, that's powerful! But how come it's a demon?'

This magic practitioner clearly has a human appearance.

'No wonder the immobilization ability didn't work on him.'

He's thinking about how to take down his opponent after the force field wall ends. Control and distance are crucial; he must maintain strong control over the enemy from a safe distance and then unleash a burst of damage to finish them off.

Once the opponent has a chance to cast a spell, a simple teleportation spell can render his efforts futile, not to mention that the opponent is the captain and might even have backup.

'From now on, I must choose a spell like a portal-sealing spell to prevent enemies from escaping.'

The reason why spellcasters are difficult to kill is largely due to teleportation spells. If you can't beat them, just run away. Even spellcasters may not be able to counter them, let alone warriors.

With that in mind, Anser reactivated the True Sight Ring, consuming one charge to restore his true vision.

Then he cast a flight spell, flying to a point just a hundred meters above the force field wall, looking down at the magic master. The sky was dark, and the streets of the underground district were dotted with lights. Over a hundred halflings pointed and whispered among themselves at the black-robed figure in the sky.

Alton also ran out of the tavern, followed by two halflings who were talking rapidly.

In no time, the crowd dispersed, leaving a large open space.

'Well done.'

Anser exclaimed in admiration, then decided not to wait any longer. He unleashed his innate magic, his magical power surging around him, and with a pat on his chest, activated the Star Robe.

On the front of the shirt, a star quietly shattered, transforming into seven flashing missiles that streaked out and hurtled towards the force field wall.

At the same time, he immediately interrupted the force field wall and instantly immobilized the monster!

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"Innate Spells" + "Super Magic: Enhanced Instant Casting, Upgrade" + "Immobilize Monsters"!
The instant the force field wall disappeared, seven flash missiles and an invisible wave struck the magic master almost simultaneously.

The tarot card player seemed to have anticipated this, holding the tarot cards and surrounded by wisps of silver mist.

He curled his lip and gave Anser a deep look, as if he wanted to remember him forever.

But the next moment, his smile froze on his face, his body became paralyzed, he could not speak or move his fingers, and the magical light and shadow on his body fluctuated a few times before quickly dissipating.

"Bang bang bang-"

The energy shield on the magic master shattered instantly, and seven flash missiles hit his head, face, and torso almost simultaneously, causing blood to splatter and his body to accelerate towards the ground.

[You cast an upgraded immobilization spell on the pirate captain; the pirate captain's perception immunity has failed.]

'You don't think I only know one fifth-circle spell, do you?'

Anser's eyes were cold as he continued casting spells, sparing no magical energy.

"Super Magic: Enhanced Instant Cast, Greater Effect" + "Fifth Ring: Fireball"!
A bright flash shot from his fingertip, instantly reaching the magic master and exploding with a deafening roar. The blazing fireball completely engulfed him, like a small red-yellow sun rising.

[...The pirate captain has taken 59 points of fire damage, and his current health is 67/149]

The sorcerer let out a wail, rolled over and stood up, his charred fingers gripping the tarot cards tightly, chanting incantations in a hoarse and unpleasant voice.

Seeing this, Anser had a thought and a faint spiritual light struck the magic master.

Counterspell!

The magician's mind was shaken, the incantation was interrupted, the magic power became disordered, and the spellcasting failed.

Anser gave him no chance to react, raising his hand to cast another fireball. A bright flash fell, exploding into a huge fireball, over twenty meters in diameter, yellowish-red, with rolling heat waves.

The fifth-circle spell consumed too much energy, and Anser's magic power was running low. His head was throbbing, so he simply stopped casting the spell, activated the Star Robe, and threw out the remaining five fifth-circle magic missiles in succession.

Waves of missile storms swooped down, the dense whistling and impact sounds sending chills down one's spine.

Two flashes of magical light appeared on the magician's body, but quickly disappeared, and then there was silence.

[Target dead, gain 5100 combat experience]

The crowds in the dock area and the underground area were completely silent. They hadn't seen such a violent magical bombardment in a long time.

Previously, there were many spellcasters in Blayan City because the Exorcist Ship required spellcasters to operate. But now, although there are many magic ships, they have lost their former vitality.

Above, Anser looked at the twisted and deformed corpse and felt a strange sense of relief.

He was genuinely afraid that the sorcerer had a second transformation, turning into a demon to fight him again, or summoning a powerful demon to save the day.

If that situation were to occur, he would have no choice but to flee in a sorry state, as fast as he could, since he had very little magic left.

Fortunately, the worst-case scenario did not occur; the Demon Master died.

(End of this chapter)