Chapter 432 - 347: [Force Field Prison] and [Dissociation Technique]
Chapter 432: Chapter 347: [Force Field Prison] and [Dissociation Technique]
On the battlefield,
the Feis Army and the Boditch Army, which had been engaged in fierce combat, seemed to freeze for a moment under this sudden turn of events.
The Boditch side was shocked by Lis’s sudden move, the huge azure fireball in the sky capturing the attention of everyone on the battlefield. A few soldiers, pale-faced, went weak at the knees and knelt directly onto the bloodstained, muddy ground.
The three people, who had been stealthily approaching the Boditch Royal Mage Corps, also stopped in their tracks, dumbfounded.
Although they couldn’t see his face, the familiar voice from the sky made them realize instantly who had appeared!
Lis Kain!
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Was this big shot originally this strong?
Although they had seen many battles fought by advanced professionals on the player forums, none of them was as shocking as this one!
Even though the players observing from a distance weren’t in the center of the battlefield like the three, they too recorded the scene excitedly in its entirety.
On the other side of the battlefield,
the situation was much better for the Feis troops. Even though they were surprised by Lis’s appearance, the battle-hardened elite soldiers kept moving subconsciously.
Of course, it might also be because they were not the targets of that terrifying azure fireball.
“That’s Lis?”
Duke Rame said softly, his complexion somewhat unwell.
The scene that had suddenly unfolded before him had stunned him, but his mature demeanor allowed him to quickly regain composure.
He had not expected Lis to be so strong, that even from a distance, he could still sense an overwhelming threat.
“Now I understand why that person would take Marquis Kane as his disciple,”
Duke Baird remarked with a sigh, his eyes filled with solemnity.
If before the two dukes had shown closeness and goodwill towards Lis mostly because of his teacher “Judgement Flame,” now Lis, by his own merits, was enough to impress them.
As top nobles of the Feis Kingdom and gold-level professionals themselves, although they were not mages, they knew well that what Lis was doing was far beyond what an ordinary gold-level mage could achieve.
Among the Boditch Royal Mage Corps besides that leader Wendell, there were other gold-level mages, but none exhibited the strength that Lis had shown.
Noticing the unsurprised expression on Bevis’s face, Duke Baird turned to him and asked:
“Did you know in advance that Marquis Kane was going to do this?”
“What is his arrangement with that Wendell?”
Bevis waved his hand dismissively, speaking a bit helplessly:
“When he came to me, he only mentioned he intended to make a move during this battle. Who knew he would stir up such a commotion?”
After a pause, Bevis continued:
“The disturbance that had occurred within the Boditch Army just now was probably also a tactic prepared by Lis. Didn’t he mention it before?”
Duke Rame nodded his head, reflecting with a hint of emotion:
“I really didn’t expect that Marquis Kane could cause such a disturbance, dispatching so many people to infiltrate the Boditch Army.”
“It’s one thing to use those magic items, but where on earth did he get so many death soldiers?”
With their keen vision, they could see everything happening in the far distance within the Boditch Army.
Those figures charged fearlessly toward the Boditch Army, without a moment’s hesitation; only death soldiers, specially raised from a young age, could do such a thing.
However, the cost of maintaining death soldiers is astonishingly high. The Kane family had been previously unnoticed among the hereditary nobles of the Feis Kingdom, and it was unexpected that they had such resources.
Bevis, for his part, wasn’t concerned with such thoughts. He was rapidly mobilizing his forces, taking advantage of the chaos within the Boditch Army to prepare for a new round of attack.
…
Above the battlefield, Lis didn’t have to wait long before a familiar figure appeared not far from him in the air.
It was none other than the Boditch Royal Mage Corps Leader, Grandmaster Wendell.
At this moment, his attire was different from the modest clothes he wore at their last meeting; he was dressed in an ornate brown mage robe, holding a deep yellow wand that flickered with magical light in his hand, and his aged face looked much more spirited.
Wendell bowed slightly in Lis’s direction, smiling and saying:
“I’m very pleased to see you again, Mr. Lis!”
“Even though this occasion is somewhat inappropriate, I must express my gratitude.”
Lis nodded, returning a mage’s courtesy to Wendell.
If it weren’t for the fact that they were in midair above a battlefield where two armies were fiercely fighting below, this scene would seem more like two elegant mages preparing for a friendly sparring match in an academy.
Lis was well aware of Wendell’s thoughts, having learnt from their last meeting that the intelligence on this gold mage was accurate.
A respectable elder, almost impeccable whether in terms of magical power, extraordinary knowledge, or character.
Since he wanted to have a final confrontation on the battlefield, Lis naturally saw no reason to decline.
Lis also looked forward to a duel with this powerful gold mage, as it would be a rare experience for him.
Without further ado, Lis didn’t stand on ceremony and gestured for Wendell to make the first move.
Their duel wasn’t a mere friendly exchange with points scored; it was a true battle!
A duel between mages!
And for this reason, Lis this time didn’t plan to use skills from other professions, but relied entirely on his own mastery of magic.