Above the mage

Chapter 33 Destiny is in My Hands

"This guy"

Master Seda thought back to how Gaode had been his apprentice for so many years, yet only today had everything been exposed, and he had never shown any flaws before.

Gao De's deep planning and profound forbearance were truly beyond his years, making Master Sai Da increasingly fearful the more he thought about it.

"You've certainly been very cunning, and I've ended up losing out."

Having figured everything out, the monk Seda suddenly regained his composure.

He said to the depths of the black mist where no figures could be seen, "But if there are no other tricks up your sleeve, let's end this farce here."

"You underestimate my knowledge and overestimate your extraordinary items."

"A single-ring alchemical artifact cannot bridge the vast gap between you and me."

Despite the intense pain radiating from his feet, the mage Sedda sneered, "The Concealing Mist spell, though a first-level spell, is ultimately harmless and has significant limitations."

"And coincidentally, I know its limitations."

"It's time to end this!" Master Seda shouted.

The reason we're in this dilemma is precisely because of the existence of this fog.

Let the fog disappear, and everything will be resolved.

A high-ranking monk whose mana has been depleted, without the cover of the Concealment Mist spell, is no match for him.

He knew two ways to counter the Concealing Mist Technique.

Strong winds and flames!

There were no strong wind spells in the magic trick, but there were quite a few fire spells.

And he happens to have mastered one of them.

A red light flashed in his hand, followed by a scorching heat.

An arrow formed from flames took shape again, and with a swing of his arm, it shot out, transforming into a flaming rocket the instant it left his hand.

"Burn away your fog"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, a startling explosion suddenly rang out, completely catching Master Seda off guard.

Explosion! Explosion!

In the blink of an eye, flames inexplicably burst into flames in the space centered on Master Seda.

At the same time as the explosion, a high-pressure, high-temperature shock wave was generated.

A massive shockwave spread outwards, violently impacting surrounding objects and structures, and the mage Sedar was the "object" closest to the epicenter of the explosion.

The remaining effectiveness of the shield spell was instantly destroyed.

The immense impact swept across the mage's body, tearing his robe, which was a ring of extraordinary items, to shreds, and then ripping apart his aged and frail body.

The burning flames, mixed with billowing smoke, continued to spread relentlessly, engulfing everything in the room, including the mist released by the Concealing Mist spell.

In the blink of an eye, the mist created by the Concealing Mist Technique was completely devoured by the flames.

As the fog dissipated, the obstructed vision finally returned to clear.

The room was now a complete mess.

A layer of smoke filled the air, and the light distorted in the murky air, forming hazy pillars of light that sliced ​​the chaotic scene in the room into irregular patches of light and shadow.

The immense pressure from the explosion left the wall covered in mottled marks, with an extremely thick crack running through the entire wall.

The furniture inside the room was overturned and damaged by the shockwave of the explosion.

The chair broke, the table shattered into pieces, and the books on the bookshelf were blown to pieces, with the remaining parts still burning.

Various fragments were scattered on the ground.

Two figures lay sprawled amidst the chaos, their clothes charred and tattered.

The two lay there motionless, their fate unknown.

It was eerily quiet.

Apart from the occasional crackling of embers, almost no other sounds could be heard.

Whew~ Whew~ Whew!

A moment later, heavy breathing filled the room.

Of the two figures lying on the ground, one of them slowly began to wriggle.

Gaode Maps!

He regained some consciousness, feeling a burning pain all over his body, and his limbs felt incredibly heavy.

Gao De used all his strength to struggle to get up, each movement accompanied by intense pain and gasping for breath.

Although the explosion was at the epicenter of the blast, and although he had been trying his best to keep his distance and had rushed out of the room the instant the explosion occurred.

But the room was only so big, and the aftershocks of the explosion spread so quickly that he couldn't possibly escape unscathed.

To injure the enemy by a thousand, you will lose six hundred of your own.

At this moment, Gaode seems to need a tremendous effort to take each breath, barely dragging the air into its tired lungs; when it exhales, it is slow and heavy, like an old bellows releasing the last wisp of air, with a hint of sluggishness and reluctance.

He struggled to sit up, supporting himself with his arms, and then stood up shakily.

After shakily standing up, Gao De used his strong will to temporarily put aside his injuries and pain.

He took weak, feeble steps and slowly moved to the side of another figure lying in the room, then squatted down.

"Why? Why?"

Surprisingly, Master Seda was still breathing and had regained some consciousness.

He sensed Gao De approaching and tried to raise his finger, but after several attempts, he failed, only managing to make a faint sound as his lips moved.

Compared to Gaode, the injuries suffered by Master Seda were far more severe.

His body was covered in fragments of clothing mixed with flour and blood, and his skin was burned over large areas, showing varying degrees of charring and swelling.

Some of the skin had even peeled off due to the high temperature, revealing the pink wound underneath.

The monk Seda's eyes revealed a mixture of pain and confusion.

"This is my backup plan," Gao De grinned, a hearty laugh, the most unrestrained laugh he'd had since coming into this world. "You underestimated my knowledge."

That night, he woke Amy up and asked her to buy something in town, which was the flour he had thrown out with the acid bottle.

Dust explosion.

The amount of flour dust in each cubic meter of air must not exceed 9.7 grams.

If the concentration of flour dust in the local air reaches this threshold, and it encounters a sufficiently strong ignition source, an explosion may occur!

In his world, this is common sense regarding safety.

But few people in this world know about it.

After learning about the effects of the Concealed Mist spell, Gao De knew that relying solely on this spell and its synergistic effect with the Demonized Fang of Concealed Mist would be insufficient to defeat the mage Seda.

He is younger than Master Seda, and his physical condition is better than Master Seda's.

The problem is that he has never learned how to fight, neither in his past life nor in this one.

When facing an old mage who has mastered close-range magic, the advantage of physical strength is absolutely no match for the advantage that magic can bring.

His plan was not fully formed until he noticed that the Concealing Mist spell would be dispersed by strong winds and burned away by flames.

Gao De bet that the mage Seda most likely knew how to break the Fog of Concealment, and he was also certain that the mage Seda possessed a fire spell.

Knowing the method to break it and having mastered fire magic, the mage Seda had no reason not to use fire magic to break his Fog of Concealment.

What Gaode needed to do was to sprinkle flour in the enclosed room before the mage Seda cast his fire spell, thus increasing the dust concentration in the air.

This is Gaode's final calculation!

Do your best, listen to destiny.

The so-called destiny is whether the sorcerer Seda knows the way to break the Concealing Mist spell.

If fate is not on his side, Gaode will only have one last resort:

Relying on the demonized Fang of Hidden Mist, he engaged in a "battle of wits" with the mage Seda.

Even in the worst-case scenario, flour is not useless.

The flour sprinkled on Master Seda will help God, whose vision is obstructed by the fog, to better locate Master Seda's position.

However, there's no need to consider any of that anymore.

Because destiny rests on his shoulders!

While laughing wildly, Gao De had already raised the Hidden Mist Fang high in his hand.

puff!

Blood splattered out, splashing onto Gao De and mixing with the blood flowing from his wounds.

Just like the last time he assassinated Ilan at night, Godd held up the Fang of Hidden Mist and plunged it into the mage Sedar's chest, then pulled it out, with remarkable skill.

One time is not enough.

He pulled out the Fang of Hidden Mist and poked it again.

Then I pulled it out and poked it again.

And so it goes.

"On what grounds?"

Sedda's breath grew weaker and weaker. His eyes were wide open as he stared at God. His lips moved, and he uttered a broken sentence.

Before he could finish speaking, his head lolled to the side, and he showed no signs of life.

Although incomplete, Gao De knew what Master Seda wanted to ask.

He used his last bit of strength to focus his attention on Feng Lingyueying.

origin:

0环——【人类】（2/7）、【灰眼鼠】（已使用）、【暗沼潜蠕】（已使用）、【狼鼠】（1/7）。

After seeing the "human" part (2/7), God grinned and answered the question from the monk Seda with confidence.

He answered the corpse on the ground, which was barely recognizable as human:

"On what grounds?"

"My life was a gift, but yours is your own. How can you possibly outmaneuver me when it comes to risking your life?"

He was the one who ultimately walked out of that room alive.

With a sudden release of the tension in his heart, Gao De could no longer control his consciousness, and with a thud, his body collapsed to the ground again, unconscious.

(End of this chapter)