Ban Ade Academy of Magic.
The white obelisk points straight to the sky, looking like a candle at first glance.
In a studio at the highest point of the tower, the magic crystal chandelier shines with a warm yellow luster.
There were so many books on the surrounding bookshelves that the partitions were bent.
The space is filled with the smell of formalin.
One of the huge glass bottles attracts the most attention.
It is filled with green liquid, soaked in frightening poisons: spiders, centipedes, snakes, toads...
On the shelves next to the glass bottles, there are also many small jars containing many human and non-human organs.
The one in the middle is a pair of green-yellow cat eyes.
A middle-aged man wearing purple wizard robes was leaning on a wooden chair, holding a parchment book in his hand.
Suddenly, the crystal ball next to the wooden table glowed silver.
He glanced at it, continued to turn the pages, and said casually.
"Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door of the studio was pushed open.
A young wizard wearing a similar style to his walked in.
"Teacher Atamont, I just received a letter addressed to you."
After that, the young wizard walked up to the table and respectfully held the letter in his hand to Atamont's side.
Atamont didn't look at him, he just closed the parchment and put it on the table, straightened his cuffs, and then took the envelope.
He opened the envelope, took out the letter, and just glanced at it. Atamont's deep eyes showed surprise at first, and then deep disdain.
"Want a stone ring? I'll see you at Crow Mountain today at noon."
"Teacher, what happened?"
The young wizard asked softly.
"It's just a mouse." Atamont stood up, "George, Ard Carraigh How are things going over there?"
George said seriously, "I have already talked with the judge. No matter how Holt makes excuses, there will be no results."
"Besides, no one in the entire capital knows about the teacher's love for Young Earl Grafiakan. Damn it, Monstrum actually slandered you, saying that you were the culprit who hurt little Earl, and deliberately framed the blame on the demon hunter. This is really deceiving!"
George was full of indignation.
Atamont's face was expressionless, but his hands were unconsciously clasped on the table.
"I told you before, this is the despicability buried in the inhuman nature."
"Follow this matter, bribe the judge, and put Holt in jail for slandering my reputation."
"He is in the royal capital and it is difficult to take action directly, but this man has been burdened with many murders. No matter how well he hides it, there will be evidence to send him to the gallows. Do you understand?"
George smiled knowingly and said, "Yes, I understand, teacher."
There is no evidence, just arrange any evidence and it is delivered to your door. Can you still let him run away?
"Okay," Atamont waved his hand, "I have research tonight, so don't disturb me, but you must always maintain communication with the portal. I may come over at any time."
"Yes, teacher."
George left the studio and gently closed the wooden door.
Atamont lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the letter in his hand.
As he rubbed the letter with his fingers, sparks exploded, gradually burning the letter into ashes.
The firelight reflected his cold face.
"Wizard, you are so brave, huh!"
That night, Crow Ridge.
There was a light rain here not long ago.
At midnight, a layer of thick and moist fog enveloped the entire mountain range.
Raven sounded the death knell in the sky.
A middle-aged man wearing a purple wizard robe was walking on an open grassland.
The grass was covered with dew, which wet his trouser legs.
He looked arrogant, looking around, and the lingering fog made him snort.
"As agreed, I'm already here. Mysterious wizard, is it time for you to show up?"
There was nothing else but his voice in the silent environment.
"Your Excellency, wouldn't it be because you saw my appearance and recognized my identity that you didn't dare to come out?"
Atamont said loudly, but still got no response.
The tips of his brows frowned slightly, and his condensed body began to disintegrate, turning into a group of purple light spots that dissipated in the air.
Phantom of human silhouette.
After a while, Atamont walked back to this position with a staff in hand, with a sinister look on his face.
"Run away?"
He muttered to himself.
Suddenly, a six-pointed star array appeared on the lawn. As the space became sticky, a sharp sword wind struck from behind and slashed towards Atamont's neck.
The latter reacted quickly, and the gem inlaid on the top of the staff bloomed with an earthy yellow flash.
"Boom!"
A layer of condensed yellow shield instantly covered his body.
The powerful force made the shield buzz, leaving cracks that were about to break.
At the same time, a high-pitched voice sang from Atamont's mouth, and the staff struck the ground.
An extremely violent whirlwind took the staff as the center of the circle and swept towards the surroundings, making his purple robe rustle.
The fog covering hundreds of meters in radius was immediately blown away by the strong wind.
Atamont turned around suddenly and looked at the black-robed figure that appeared, with a hint of joking in his tone, "Gravity Hazard? Wizard, you underestimate me."
Before he finished speaking, a violent mental shock burst out from Atamont's eyes.
Arwen If you are struck by lightning, retreat quickly.
Even with a series of [Dual Souls] increases, he was still in a daze under the mental impact of a master wizard.
"Woo!!!"
Atamont's staff pointed at the position of Arwen, and the rapid sound of wind was accompanied by a scorching temperature.
The crimson flames were like a fiery snake, circling.
Arwen's eyes flashed, he formed a seal with one hand, and green fan-shaped flames rushed out.
The two flames collided together, the terrifying high temperature distorted the space, and the surrounding lawn instantly turned into scorched earth.
The violent aftermath blew away Arwen's already drooping hood, revealing his pale cheeks covered with black blood vessels.
"Signs? Cat's eyes?" Atamont was slightly surprised, then said with a ferocious smile, "Haha, Demon Hunter, it is indeed you."
Arwen stood up straight again, grasped the giant sword with both hands, and slowly circled Atamont.
He looked at the protective shield that was about to look like broken porcelain.
Based on a rough estimate, it would only take one sword strike to crush it.
I relied on [Cat] and [Blizzard] to see through the illusion just now.
As for the fire snake, it was barely able to compete with the support of [Eerie Green Flame], [Tawny Owl] and [Meditation Afterglow].
And on this foggy day, he found the location carefully calculated by Freyja.
Used with [Illusory Mist Invisibility] to enter the invisible state, but was broken by the strong wind of Atamont.
This series of arrangements is enough to kill most wizards in the world who claim to be extraordinary.
But killing Atamont, Kaedwen, and even the top wizard in the continent is still too reluctant.
Atamont raised his forehead slightly, his pupils were like polished metal, and while squinting, the staff in his hand kept pointing at the position of Arwen.
Arwen rushed out suddenly, rushing in front of him in the blink of an eye, and smashed the magic shield with the huge sword raised high.
The purple-robed wizard did not dodge or dodge, and his arrogant eyes were like a cat watching a mouse under its palm.
The sword light continued to wave down, and a black shadow appeared out of thin air in front of Atamont.
"Dang!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.
Thick force surged out from the blade of the sword, making Arwen's jaw numb, as if it had been struck on steel.
In the midst of shock, fierce winds swept in, and the terrifying force compressed the air and exploded, like an avalanche exploding.
[Dual Souls] and [Blizzard] allow him to penetrate the situation.
I must not take this punch.
Aard Shock Sign At the same time as he blasted out, he quickly stepped back, stabilized his body, and stared away.
Has the Golem finally been released?
In his sight, the black shadow under the moonlight slowly raised his head, revealing a rough, pale and lifeless face.
Arwen's cat eyes suddenly condensed, his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and a bone-chilling murderous intent shot out of his eyes.
In the other party's deep eye sockets, there were actually a pair of amber cat eyes filled with deathly silence.