Above the mage

Chapter 755 Don't Compare Yourself to Me

"His magic weapon..." Before Triss even entered the magic arena, Aria in the Golden Flower contestant area already exclaimed in surprise.

Not only her, but also Gao De, and even the most knowledgeable team leader Fritz couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

This is because the magical weapon that Triss wields is too special.

It wasn't a staff, nor any extraordinary magical weapon like a gun or sword, but a book, or rather, a codex.

It was a leather-bound legal code with an antique design and a heavy, substantial feel.

The cover is a deep, dark black, and the surface pattern is not ordinary decoration, but a dense, nested array of universal incantations.

The recessed areas of the texture are inlaid with fine, dark silver crystal powder, which emits a faint, dim light that is understated yet far from ordinary.

The edges of the codex were gilded, and faint, obscure magical fluctuations emanated from it.

A huge question arose in the minds of everyone present.

What capabilities does a legal code possess?

It cannot engage in close combat like a magic sword, nor can it directly amplify the power of spells like a staff, yet it is used as an exclusive magic weapon by the captain of Linhai City, which must mean that it possesses some kind of special power beyond imagination.

The atmosphere on the field instantly became tense as countless people speculated with curiosity.

At this moment, Triss walked steadily and had already stepped into the huge fighting arena.

The fourth and decisive game of the series finally began.

Linhai City Mage Team's last player, their ace, Tris Igor, makes his appearance.

His opponent, however, remained unchanged throughout.

The Plantagenet Dynasty, Fireflies.

The signal to start the match was given.

Liu Ying was the first to raise her hand and cast a spell.

Just like the previous three crushing matches, she didn't need to think; her playing style was simple and brutal to the extreme.

Streams of slender, refined, and pure white light leaped from her fingertips.

The faint light was insignificant, seemingly powerless, and even less dazzling than a regular first-level spell.

Having experienced three overwhelming victories, the crowd now looked at these tiny strands of light as if witnessing a terrifying inferno, instinctively feeling extreme fear and apprehension.

Everyone now understands that this seemingly faint light contains a terrifying purifying power.

The audience members were merely bystanders, experiencing only visual and psychological fear.

But now, facing the onslaught head-on, Triss will have to bear all the pressure himself.

He watched all three matches from the sidelines.

Although all three matches were short, decisive, and had similar outcomes, they were not entirely without gains.

Liu Ying's fighting style is the purest outpouring of energy.

The energy of light elements is poured out.

Perhaps it shouldn't be called light element energy.

Because the orthodox element of light is mostly used for illumination, blinding, exorcising evil, and suppressing darkness and the dead.

The flowing light energy possesses a terrifyingly powerful purifying attribute, capable of ignoring elemental resistance and forcibly dismantling all conventional magical constructs.

In Tris's view, this power no longer belongs to the category of light elemental energy; it is merely temporarily manifesting in the form of light.

Despite the deadly beam of light hurtling through the air, Tris remained perfectly clear-headed.

He didn't raise his hand to create any magical shield, nor did he stack any elemental defense.

Horry had done everything in his power to prove that neither targeted resistance shields nor top-tier feat shields that overdraw mana were of any use in the face of this purifying power.

He knew that his skill in defensive spells could never surpass that of Horry, who specialized in defense.

If we resist head-on, we will only end up losing.

However, during the time he spent observing the three matches, he had already figured out a solution.

Triss lightly tapped the cover of the compendium in his palm with his fingertips, his fingertips brushing against the dense runes covering the surface.

hum.

A faint, dark tremor of magical energy resounded.

The next instant, in the center of the fighting arena, a thick gray-purple mist suddenly exploded along the path of the light.

The fog was thick and swirling endlessly.

It is not ordinary smoke or water mist, but a special fog field formed by some kind of magical power.

The moment the pure white light that leaped from Liu Ying's fingertip entered the misty field, the originally straight and condensed light filament was instantly pulled by countless chaotic forces, and began to deviate and refract.

The precise offensive that was originally aimed at the vital points was forcibly deflected.

The light filament, which had always been successful, encountered a "setback" for the first time.

Taking advantage of the perfect obscuring of vision by the fog, Triss did not hesitate and quickly turned the pages of the heavy codex.

The thick leather pages turned silently, the texture of the pages gleaming with a dull sheen.

Accompanying him, several nearly transparent, dark blue chains rose from the codex.

The chains were slender yet intricate, their surface covered with countless runes.

Like several agile and unpredictable dark blue snakes, they moved silently close to the ground, taking advantage of the mist to quietly coil around from all directions, precisely locking onto the area around the firefly.

It only erupted suddenly when it came within three feet of Liu Ying's body.

The end of the chain suddenly sprang up, carrying a cursed power, and viciously licked and bit at every joint of Liu Ying's body.

Faced with this sudden, close-range curse attack, Liu Ying's beautiful and clear golden eyes remained completely calm.

She didn't move an inch.

Then, a faint light flickered at her fingertips.

Several finer, more concentrated light blades were instantly unleashed.

The pure white light blade sliced ​​through the air with pinpoint accuracy, severing every node of the dark blue chains.

zizi.

The moment the power of light purification touched the chains, a series of subtle sounds of magical annihilation rang out.

The dark blue chain broke in the middle.

The runes instantly dimmed and dissolved.

But in that brief moment when Liu Ying raised her hand to cut the chains and was momentarily distracted, Tris had already quickly turned to the second page of the code.

hum.

A ring of dark, eerie ripples, barely perceptible to the naked eye, suddenly and silently spread outwards from Liu Ying's position, enveloping and covering the area.

It instantly covered several meters of airspace around her, forming an independent domain.

The moment the domain took shape, countless invisible and colorless magical shackles quietly sprang up, covering the entire domain space.

Outsiders cannot see the changes in magic within the domain; they can only clearly see Liu Ying pause slightly in her movements.

There was a very slight hesitation as she raised her right hand; her movements were a beat slower.

Not only her physical movements, but the magical power flowing smoothly within her body was also being slightly suppressed.

Of course, this is something that cannot be detected with the naked eye.

However, the sluggishness in movement is a real phenomenon.

Triss, who had been looking solemn and tense, suddenly had a glint of light in his eyes.

it works!

Liu Ying is indeed ridiculously strong, but she is not truly invincible and is not completely unaffected by magic.

Off the field, Fritz witnessed this scene, his eyes deep, and he said in a low voice, "It's a curse spell—I didn't expect that Triss would actually be a legitimate curse mage, and a fully-fledged high-level curse mage at that."

"A curse mage?!" Arya, Evan, and the others were all shocked, their faces filled with astonishment.

Fritz nodded slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Triss in the arena, and slowly explained, "In the orthodox mage system, curse mage is one of the least popular and most demanding factions."

"The vast majority of mages will choose factions like Elemental Burst or Protection Mage, which have a stable minimum performance, are quick to develop, and have outstanding direct combat capabilities."

"Only a very few mages with exceptional talent will venture into the realm of curses."

"This faction doesn't practice elemental bursts or shield defense; its expertise lies in mana interference, attribute weakening, and elemental dragging."

"The difficulty of building a curse mage is the highest among all factions because their early combat power is extremely weak, with no outstanding features, and they are easily crushed and eliminated by mages of the same level."

"But once it is fully formed, its difficulty is unmatched among mages of the same level, making it a nightmare for all mages."

"Because conventional spells have many well-established ways to counter them; they can be blocked by resistances, negated by shields, or interrupted by counterspells."

"But curse spells are different. They target the source of mana, ignore most conventional resistances, disregard the thickness of defenses, and only interfere with the opponent's own spellcasting state and mana circulation."

"Simply put, Horry, Olivia, and Elwin are all going head-to-head with Streamfire, and they are destined to fail."

"But Triss broke out of the conventional framework of magic combat, directly targeting her casting speed, mana flow, and action coordination to fundamentally weaken her."

"As you can see, the effect is quite remarkable."

After a detailed explanation, everyone suddenly understood.

No wonder Triss was able to secure his position as captain of Linhai City, and no wonder he dared to make his grand entrance as the last trump card.

At this moment in the magic arena, Tris, who had successfully interfered with Flowing Fire using the [Binding Spell], had an increasingly sharp gaze, and his fighting spirit was completely ignited.

Without the slightest hesitation, Triss struck while the iron was hot.

His fingertips moved swiftly across the incantation text of the codex, connecting to the second curse.

The third page of the codex lit up with a dark gray light, and a circle of microscopic, swirling curse spells flowed across the paper.

This time, instead of a wide-area slowing effect, he cast a precise single-target curse.

He prepared to silently erode Liu Ying's magical reserves.

With the double curse nested, Liu Ying will be locked in by his curse.

Seeing the spell take shape and the invisible power of the spell locked onto his opponent, Triss looked up at the girl opposite him, his eyes filled with a sense of certainty that the game was about to be broken.

But the next second, his confidence froze.

Liu Ying was also looking at him.

His gaze wasn't solemn, but rather held a slight surprise, as if he had seen something new and interesting.

Ok? !

Triss's heart tightened, and an inexplicable sense of crisis surged up instantly.

Just then, the firefly moved.

Instead of raising her hand to cast a spell as before, she frowned and gave a soft rebuke.

A thin, clear, and flawless pure white light field spread outwards from her body as the absolute center in an instant.

Wherever the light passed, all shackles and abnormal energy disintegrated and vanished.

It took less than a moment.

The curse spell that Tris had placed so much hope in was completely purified by the Flowing Fire, and all its suppressive effects vanished.

not only that.

At this moment, his single-target curse was still locked onto Liu Ying and released.

However, the curse's power was completely annihilated as soon as it touched the edge of that pure white light domain, like melting snow, and it didn't even have the chance to get close.

Liu Ying's spellcasting rhythm has returned to its previous smooth and effortless state.

She slightly raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the still churning, lingering cursed mist in front of her.

A faint light quietly diffused around her.

Gao De, who had been watching the entire match with his Mandora's Eye activated, was the first to spot this almost imperceptible light.

What is Liu Ying doing?

A question arose in Gao De's mind.

His question was quickly answered.

Although Triss couldn't see the tiny photons, his top-tier mage's battlefield intuition gave him a frantic warning, and the hairs on his body suddenly tensed up.

An intense sense of crisis gripped my mind.

His perception was correct.

An extremely condensed blade of light unexpectedly formed above his head, carrying an indomitable killing power, and plummeted vertically towards the top of his head!

Triss's mind went blank.

Where did this light blade come from?

There was clearly no casting animation from the shimmering light, nor was there any visible trajectory of the light blades!

There wasn't even the slightest sign of magic surging within.

Triss couldn't understand it at all.

In fact, most people were just as confused as Triss.

Only Gao De, who had activated his Demon Eye, saw the details clearly.

It was the Flowing Light that broke down the light element into even smaller light particles, and then controlled these light particles to pass through the gaps in the curse mist, perfectly avoiding all pulling and deflection effects.

After passing through the entire barrier of the cursed mist, the free photon particles precisely converged and solidified above Tris's head, forming a deadly light blade out of thin air.

This is too difficult...

As the blade of light fell overhead, this was Tris's last thought.

He didn't give up resisting; he simply had no other choice.

The protective magic circle was triggered in time.

The entire light screen of the fighting arena shimmered with a faint golden glow.

This commotion was unprecedented.

This is because the mage operating the protective array on the Dragon Tower was also unsure of the power of the Firefly Blade, and in order to play it safe, he operated the protective array at full power.

As it turns out, this judgment was correct.

Even with the magic array temporarily amplified, its power far exceeding its usual strength, it still caused violent ripples in the face of Liu Ying's light blade.

I dare not imagine whether the protective array, which was of the usual power, would have been directly shattered by the light blades of Liuying.

"In the fourth round of the gauntlet match, the Plantagenet Dynasty, led by Flowing Fire, wins!"

Everyone was deeply shocked.

A string of four, a crushing string of four.

Four matches, four of Linhai City's top fourth-ring geniuses.

The game features four main systems: melee, defense, turret, and curse, each with its own specialization and trump cards.

But from beginning to end, no one could force Liu Ying to move an inch.

Cui Sili remained motionless until the protective array dissipated. Unable to let go of his resentment, he finally couldn't suppress his anger and asked, "Why were your light elements able to purify and dispel my curse?"

His curse spells were the result of more than a decade of painstaking effort.

The curse within is like a bone-chopping board, extremely difficult to break.

Even high-level mages would find it a headache.

In Liu Ying's hands, a mere circle of light spread out, and it easily and thoroughly dissipated and shattered everything.

This was something he, as a rare curse mage, simply could not accept.

"Your curse magic is very powerful, don't doubt yourself." Liu Ying sincerely said to Triss's unwillingness.

"What's so special about it? To you, my unique spells are no different from ordinary spells," Triss said with a self-deprecating laugh.

"Just don't compare yourself to me." Liu Ying pondered for a moment, and seeing his unwilling and dejected look, she still kindly offered a word of comfort.

After saying that, she said no more, turned around gracefully and walked off the stage step by step.

Only Triss remained, standing alone in the center of the empty arena.

Gazing at that composed and serene slender figure, he remained lost in thought for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.