Chapter Sixty-six: Pointing
The city of Gallos was in chaos, but the Emerald Tower was unusually quiet. Nearly half of the wizards had gone out, leaving behind only a few apprentices under level 5 and a handful of people like Grian Linli.
"Ferr, that day at the banquet, when you taught Bathrol a lesson, your strength should have been around 9th level, right?" Old Green looked up from a pile of beakers and asked casually.
"Almost, just broke through the 9th level a few days ago." Lin Li nodded and said somewhat dejectedly: "But it's strange, I feel like I've hit another bottleneck recently. It's that feeling of knowing you still have potential, but somehow can't bring it out..."
"Oh?" Although he had some understanding of Lin's strength, Old Green still didn't expect that at such a young age, he had already encountered the bottleneck of breaking through as a magic user. For a moment, the old man couldn't help but feel interested: "Does the Magic Guild have a place suitable for actual combat? Let me take a look at your situation and see if I can offer some advice."
"That's great."
After this afternoon, the old and young also gradually became familiar with each other, their greetings becoming less formal but more intimate.
The two went downstairs and told Grian that they wanted a place suitable for actual combat, but as soon as this old guy heard that the legendary magician was going to show off his skills, he immediately forgot about the main event and insisted on following them to take a look. In the end, Lin Li couldn't persuade him otherwise and had no choice but to let him lead the two of them up to the third floor.
"This is the most suitable place, whatever magic you use, as long as it's not legendary-level magic, there won't be any problems." Grian took out a key and opened a tightly closed door.
At first, Lin Li thought he was bragging, but when the probe went in and took a look, he found that Ge Rui An was really too humble... On the pure white wall, there were six magic defense force fields, six elemental annihilation force fields. These twelve magic seals were arranged in an array, making the room as secure as a copper wall and iron fortress. To say nothing of ordinary magic, even if legendary magic was used, it would be difficult to destroy this room.
"Awesome..." In the world of Anriel, ordinary magicians all have some research on Runology, let alone Old Green as a legendary magician, whose attainments in Runology are naturally not ordinary. At this time, walking into the room, his eyes also naturally fell on those twelve magic runes.
"Is this Draav's handwriting?" Having walked past the twelve magic seals, a hint of surprise appeared in Old Green's eyes.
"Greene's good eyesight, this is exactly the handwriting left by Master Dravi when the Magic Association was first established 1,300 years ago."
Lin Li listened with some confusion: "Who is Delawi?"
"A twenty-second level magician." Old Green's expression revealed a hint of yearning.
"Twenty-second level!" Lin Li was shocked, and even as a second-hand magician, he knew that after reaching the Grand Magister level, even a single-level upgrade would bring about a power close to qualitative change. Not to mention the legendary realm above the Grand Magister, a twenty-second level magician, conservatively estimated, is probably equivalent to ten Andurin.
Lin Li didn't expect that in the Gallos Magic Guild, there was actually a strong man who had turned the world upside down.
However, his greatest achievement in life was actually in the field of epigraphy. If it weren't for his words, the current state of epigraphy might be entirely different. He was the first person to combine epigraphy with magic, and from then on, epigraphy became a compulsory course for every magician.
"Fei re..." After finishing talking about Delavi's achievements, Old Green took a few more steps back: "At that banquet, I saw you placed your ice spear quite well. Why don't you try now and use Wind Blade to attack me?"
"Alright."
"Just focus on casting your spell, don't worry about hurting me." Old Grin added this reminder specifically to alleviate Lin Li's concerns.
"En." Lin Li nodded, his expression becoming solemn.
Without any incantation or warning, Lin Li suddenly raised his hand and an icicle appeared, emitting a sonic boom as it shot out at incredible speed under the impetus of Lin Li's immense magical power. The moment it was released, it transformed into a blue streak of light in mid-air...
But just as the glowing sword was about to strike Old Gehrkin, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, hovering quietly in front of his chest, as if an invisible hand had grasped it with unparalleled speed.
Old Green's face also showed a hint of approval and smiled slightly.
"Very good, but that's not enough. When you were teaching Batholomew the other day, you cast several spells in a row and your magic should have been plentiful. Don't stop now, this time use Wind Blade, with all your might, as much magic as you have."
"...". Gideon, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but touch his nose.
"Good!"
Earlier, Lin Li had already known that Old Green's strength was unfathomable and that he couldn't possibly hurt him with his own power.
Then he also didn't hold back, wind blades one after another.
At that moment, the sharp whistling sound of breaking air rang out repeatedly, with dozens of wind blades falling like raindrops. However, none of these wind blades were an exception, all of them encountered that invisible wall, and not a single one was able to touch Old Green's hem.
As a legendary magician of the old Green, it is naturally impossible for him to be injured by several low-level spells. He doesn't even need any magic shield. With just his own magical aura, he can avoid being harmed, just like when he saved Bathel at that banquet.
Watching Lin Lie release a series of wind blades, Old Green's eyes had thick praise.
Anduin was indeed not mistaken, this is a true magical genius, skillful and full of magic power, just like the previous Anduin, the only difference is that he is younger than the previous Anduin and has a deeper understanding of magic.
But as the seconds ticked by, Lin Li's released wind blades had already exceeded a hundred in number. The admiration in Old Greene's eyes also gradually turned into astonishment.
This young magician's magical power seems to be somewhat excessive...
Although the Wind Blade was only a first-level magic, it couldn't withstand his casting like this. The magical power consumed by more than 200 first-level magics had already far exceeded the endurance range of a ninth-level magician...
Moreover, judging from his facial expression, this young magician seemed not to feel tired at all. More than a hundred first-level magic spells were as simple as eating and drinking for him. No wonder Andurin had mentioned many times that this kid was a complete monster. At the time, Old Green thought he was talking about potions, but now it suddenly dawned on him that what Andurin said was actually referring to this kid's abnormal magical power!