Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 67 I knew your health wasn't good.

Anser couldn't see the other person, but he knew the teleportation had gone slightly off course, deeper into the smoke. The good news was that he was closer to Nornos now.

Instead of retreating, he advanced and charged toward Nornos.

Without any warning, a flash of light once again entered his blindness, shooting rapidly toward his back.

It was too fast; it was impossible to catch in the blind. He only had time to turn his head slightly before the blade grazed his cloak.

The next moment, the blade of thought that had rushed in front of him suddenly disappeared, and a black figure appeared, using the momentum of running to stick close to him.

Beneath the black hood and mask, the shadow thief revealed a pair of mocking eyes. With a wave of his hand, a semi-transparent blade appeared out of thin air in his palm and swiftly swept towards Anser's neck.

'If I had another chance, I'd choose the protective school!'

A wisp of silver mist flashed by, and his figure appeared three meters ahead, the limit of blindness.

He wouldn't dare go any further. The essence of the Misty Step is teleportation. If you can't see it, it's hard to locate you. Forcing it would probably cause big problems.

He could actually teleport or fly, but his opponent was a Wanderer subclass Soul Blade, who could not only attack from a distance but also teleport using his mind blade, with a distance even greater than the Misty Step. Flying too low would make him an easy target.

The Shadow Thief was taken aback, not expecting his opponent to dare to use the Shadow Step. Despite the frequent unexpected events, he remained very calm, believing that this was just a pre-meal game between cat and mouse.

He turned around and flicked his wrist, the blade transforming into a streak of light as it precisely pursued his attack.

Anser didn't want to experience the feeling of being injured again. The "Tracking Slash" of the Nen Blade could change direction and chase after the target. The attack interval was so short that he couldn't even use the Shadow Step.

A flash of silver mist disappeared in an instant, and he was already on Nornos's back: 'Change direction!'

He flung out the four horseshoes he had been holding, and they instantly adhered to Nornos's bloodstained hooves.

At the same time, the pursuing psychic blade disappeared, and the shadow thief's figure suddenly appeared.

Anser had anticipated this and had Nornos turn around in advance, so the two passed each other two meters apart.

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"Innate Magic" + "Super Magic: Instant Spell" + "Levitation"!
'This... blindness?' The shadow thief's eyes changed, and he flipped over to dodge the moment he landed, his movements swift.

Anser realized that the Shadow Thief had suddenly escaped the range of blind sight, and helplessly could only guess the other party's location.

As the magical energy surged, the Shadow Thief was caught off guard. He felt his body become light and floated up. He instinctively struggled a few times, but with no point of leverage, he could not break free.

Anser guessed correctly, while Shadow Thief guessed wrong; it wasn't an attack spell, but a levitation spell.

[You cast a levitation spell on the elite Shadow Thief... The elite Shadow Thief was hit, and its immunity save failed.]

Despite being only level 4, Anser's spell immunity difficulty is already at a medium level (16) or higher with the blessing of 19 Charisma, innate spells, and magic control. Unless a Shadow Thief has a special talent in physical attributes, it is highly likely that he will fail to make a spell immunity.

Unlike immobilization, levitation only grants one chance for physical immunity; once levited, further struggle is futile.

With the smoke thick, Nornos couldn't run fast, and Anser took the opportunity to lay the "Iron Saddle" under his body and hastily fastened the straps.

The saddle was cleverly designed to automatically adapt to the broad back of the horse. A faint magical light flashed, and a force field helped Anser stabilize his body and center of gravity, so he didn't feel much of a jolt.

After knocking down and injuring countless people, the view suddenly cleared, and the smoke that had billowed dozens of meters high was left behind.

Before Anser could even feel relieved, a blade of thought, barely visible to the naked eye, swiftly swept above him. The blade then transformed into a shadow thief, and the connection between his mind and the levitation technique was simultaneously severed.

'You can play it like that?'

He clapped his hand, granting Nornos a leaping and sprinting ability, while shouting, "Help! The Shadow Thief is killing someone—"

The Shadow Thief, who had just landed, twitched at the corner of his eye, his jaw muscles tensed, and several magical lights and shadows lit up on his body as he chased after them at lightning speed, even faster than Nornos.

"Go to sea!" Anser urged.

He still has one more chance to cast an instant spell, but he can't waste it.

He turned around on the stirrups and gently touched the storage ring.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three beams of fire flashed through the air. One beam grazed the Shadow Thief's shoulder, while the other two struck the ground, creating two small craters and releasing wisps of smoke.

[...The elite Shadow Thief was hit, taking 6 points of fire damage. Current health: 62/68]

The die spun slightly, revealing the target information:
[Elite Shadow Thief, Human, Level 9 Rogue (Soul Blade)] 'Holy crap, a level 9 pro is trying to kill a newbie like me!'

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Nornos leaped twice, crossing the chaotic trading market and heading straight for the docks.

The Shadow Thief leaps across goods or stalls like an acrobatic flyer, his speed no slower than Nornos'.

"call out--"

As the distance closed, the psychic blade pierced through the air.

A faint light suddenly appeared on Anser's body; this was Nornos's resistance spell.

With a clang, the shield spell was broken again, but the mental blade was also momentarily blocked, and then bounced off by the seemingly soft Queen Butterfly Cloak, and was about to disappear.

Anser stared intently at the mind blade, and as he expected, the Shadow Thief did not launch "Tracking Slash" this time.

Because both "Tracking Slash" and "Mind Teleport" consume psionic energy, and a level 9 Soul Blade only has 8 units (psionic dice) of psionic energy reserves, which is not much more.

Anser's gaze turned serious. He forced himself to concentrate and launched the attack the instant the blade disappeared.

""

Colorful magical light and shadow shot out, but only hit air; the Shadow Thief did not teleport over!
The shadow thief behind him curled his lips into a mocking smile.

However, his smile froze on his face the next second, and the ball of light suddenly exploded, instantly turning into a colorful firework with a diameter of nearly 9 meters.

He was chasing too close and too fast, and couldn't escape the area at all. He could only hold his breath and pass through. His body was already outlined in a human shape by the colorful light, and it was still glowing.

"Demon Fire! How dare you humiliate me!" The Shadow Thief was stunned, and his anger surged.

"Heh, a brain is a good thing." Anser's voice drifted on the wind, as calm as if stating a fact.

The demonic fire isn't very lethal, but it can detect invisibility. The "prey" can then mark the "hunter" in return. Can you handle that?!

Anser was deliberately provoking him. If this shadow thief got away, he wouldn't be able to sleep well. Now he had the advantage of timing, location, and manpower, so he might as well try to keep the other party here.

Ahead lay the endless, shimmering sea. After a slight hesitation, Nornos carefully jumped off the dock and stood steadily on the water.

It let out a long hiss and excitedly raced across the sea, creating ripples before being swallowed by the waves.

"Get out of here, the sun is too strong, how can a rat stand it..." Anser shouted sarcastically.

"call out--"

The shadow thief seized the opportunity to catch up, standing on the dock and throwing out his last bit of stubbornness.

Nornos was well-prepared this time, using the force field properties of the West Wind Horseshoe to drift across the sea and successfully dodge the psychic blade.

The blade of thought brushed past Anser's cloak and gradually faded away.

Anser did not relax. He concentrated and cast the spell again in advance, activating it the instant the mind blade disappeared!
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Burning rays!

Three beams of fire shot out and landed instantly where the mind blade was. Just then, the shadow thief teleported in and caught them.

Both sides are gambling.

Anser bet the other side wouldn't give up easily. The Shadow Thieves Guild has a strict hierarchy, and failing such a mission would be a disgrace. Even if reason allowed it, emotion wouldn't allow it.

The Shadow Thief believed that Anser couldn't possibly still have spell slots, betting that he would fail to cast a spell under such turbulent conditions. This was "common sense"—it was difficult even when the magic network was normal, let alone now.

"Bang bang bang!"

The white light surrounding the Shadow Thief shattered layer by layer, his cloak burst into flames, and blue smoke billowed out. While in mid-air, his vaunted evasion proved almost useless.

[...The elite Shadow Thief was hit, taking 21 points of fire damage. Current health: 41/68]

He grunted, flicked the grappling hook and hooked it into Nornos's scales, then sat down on the horse and reached out to embrace Anser.

“You’re dead…” A black dagger appeared in his hand.

Anser gave him a cold glance, a flash of silver mist, and his figure appeared in the air a dozen meters away. His cloak unfurled, transforming into a pair of magnificent butterfly wings, fluttering gracefully into the sky.

(End of this chapter)