Chapter 646
His Chapter Arrives
Chapter 646 He's Back (The End)
Once this [Poisonous Cloud] was spread out, it was no longer a simple poison-based spell.
It is both a means of attack and a means of expanding the territory of the Vilian.
First of all, the miasma contained in the poisonous fog does not violently invade the skin.
Instead, it transforms into countless fine, hair-like poisonous threads, which penetrate the opponent's body through pores, mouth, and nose.
Even if the other party has the ability to detoxify, it is still necessary to continuously circulate magic power to remove it.
Secondly, an extremely dense fog can weaken the perception effect of mental power, making the opponent's senses dull and blurred.
This allowed Vilian to perfectly conceal himself within the poisonous fog, and even the fluctuations of his magical power would be masked by the chaotic magic of the fog.
This makes him like a hunter lurking in the shadows, ready to launch a surprise attack at any moment.
Furthermore, the poisonous fog will serve as an "amplification medium" for his subsequent spells.
The subsequent release of [Swamp Acid Arrows] will be contaminated with even stronger toxins, making them even more powerful.
Illusion spells can also be made more realistic by the cover of fog, making it difficult for opponents to distinguish between the real and the fake, and making them impossible to defend against.
“Kid, enjoy yourself. This is a unique way of hospitality from the mage Avalon,” Virian’s voice came from the depths of the poisonous fog.
With the effect of [ventriloquism], the sound seemed to come from all directions, sometimes close to the ear, sometimes far away, with no source to be found, making it impossible to determine his exact location.
As he spoke, he subtly channeled his magic power, merging his body with the poisonous mist.
A thin film of [Invisibility] silently covers the body surface.
Under the cover of the [Poisonous Cloud], this invisibility effect was amplified several times over.
Even if the opponent possesses [detection magic], it would be difficult for them to penetrate the layers of poisonous fog and pinpoint his location.
Meanwhile, the dark green magic at Virian's fingertips did not stop, and began to condense the prototype of the [Swamp Acid Arrow].
The arrows absorbed the toxins in the poisonous fog, turning a deeper green, and even oozing a viscous venomous liquid from their surface, emitting a chilling corrosive odor.
But as Varian had anticipated, God, who was on the edge of the poisonous fog, merely raised his eyebrows slightly, showing no sign of panic, and his eyes did not even waver.
The [Primary Azure Amber Body] was already operating automatically, and the blood under the skin was slightly hot, as if a gentle flame was burning inside the body.
Those trace toxins that enter through pores, mouth, and nose are quickly broken down and metabolized as soon as they come into contact with hot blood.
Not even a ripple was stirred.
The cloying, putrid miasma was immediately absorbed by the cleansing blood within the chest cavity the moment it entered the body.
The miasma was instantly refined into a harmless aura within the purified blood, and then slowly expelled through breathing, all in the blink of an eye.
Gao De's breathing remained long and steady, without any hesitation or disorder.
More importantly, the nascent amber body also endowed Gao De with an exceptionally keen sense of toxins, enabling him to accurately perceive potential toxin threats in the surrounding environment.
Therefore, what appeared to others as an impenetrable, all-encompassing cloud of poison was, in his perception, like a crystal-clear map of toxins.
Every wisp of miasma flowing, every point where strong acid converged, was clearly presented in his perception.
Especially at a certain point at the core of the poisonous fog, countless toxins are frantically converging and condensing at an alarming rate.
Like a torch suddenly lit in the darkness, it was dazzling.
Gao De could even clearly perceive that the toxins were being shaped by some kind of magic, transforming into the form of arrowheads.
Clearly, Vilian was there conjuring a powerful poison spell.
"This poisonous fog is quite interesting," Gao De thought to himself, his mood remaining calm and unmoved, as if he were merely evaluating an ordinary object. "Unfortunately, it's useless to me."
The pure ice magic power within his body flowed slowly.
At the same time, his gaze pierced through layers of poisonous fog, precisely locking onto the core point where the toxin was most concentrated.
He slowly raised his right hand, and a tiny white ice crystal condensed at his fingertips. The air around the ice crystal instantly condensed into a fine mist of ice.
Bloodline Awakening spell, third-circle Evocation spell, [Frost Nova].
Zhenbing's magical power suddenly erupted from his fingertips, transforming into a beam of shimmering white light that pierced through layers of poisonous mist and precisely struck the point where the toxins converged.
At this moment, Virian's [Swamp Acid Arrow] was almost fully formed, and the poison at the tip of the arrow was about to drip down.
Just then, he suddenly noticed that the air around him had suddenly turned cold.
It was not an ordinary chill, but an extreme, corrosive cold that seemed to freeze even the magic power within him.
The aura of ice element pierced his senses like needles, making the hairs on his body stand on end.
"Not good!" Vilian's mind went blank. Without thinking, he abruptly stopped the condensation of [Swamp Acid Arrow].
The dark green arrowhead at his fingertips instantly disintegrated, turning into a sky full of poisonous mist particles.
He forcefully suppressed the sluggishness caused by the disordered mana and quickly raised the ring to cast the spell.
Magic energy frantically gathered in front of him, instantly solidifying into a semi-transparent golden shield.
[Shield Spell]!
The moment the shield was formed, the power of [Frost Nova] was unleashed!
A bright white light exploded at the core of the poisonous fog, and countless sharp ice shards shot out from the center of the explosion, sweeping around with a chilling aura.
The low temperature instantly froze the surrounding poisonous fog, transforming it into a scene of crystalline ice and mist intertwined.
The strong acids that were originally sizzling instantly solidified into dark green ice crystals under the extreme cold.
The golden shield in front of Virian, under the impact of Frost Nova amplified by the power of True Ice, instantly became covered with spiderweb-like cracks, like fragile glass.
With a crisp "crack," it shattered completely and dissipated into the poisonous mist.
Without specific resistance, the golden shield shattered instantly when faced with Frost Nova amplified by True Ice mana.
Fortunately, although the [Shield Spell] shattered, it bought him a mere half-breath of time.
Vilian endured the biting cold and suddenly pulled the thick, poisonous fog around him to gather around him, forming a thick, dark green barrier.
The walls were covered with bubbling strong acid and twisted miasma, emitting a suffocating corrosive odor.
However, this hastily formed second layer of protection was still insufficient to counteract the full power of [Frost Nova].
The ice shards hissed as they pierced the barrier of poisonous fog.
It wasn't corrosion, but rather the extreme cold that froze the toxic fumes and strong acid.
A layer of white frost quickly condensed on the surface of the dark green barrier, which then shattered inch by inch.
A biting chill seeped in through the cracks and instantly enveloped Virian's entire body.
He felt a bone-chilling cold seep into his body through his pores.
His blood felt like it was freezing, his muscles were so stiff he could hardly move, and the flow of magic power within his body became extremely sluggish.
Just as poison is a relatively unpopular element, ice is also a relatively niche elemental attribute.
When he initially chose to transform his physical body into an elemental form, he did not include the ice attribute in it.
Without any specific ice resistance, even though Verian had instantly applied two layers of protection against the Frost Nova enhanced by the True Ice Mana, he still suffered heavy damage.
Stimulated by the extreme cold, Virian staggered back two steps.
A fine layer of white frost had formed on the exposed skin, my fingertips were numb, and I felt a dull pain in my chest.
That was the result of the combined effects of disordered magical power and the corrosive effects of cold air.
He gritted his teeth to steady himself and forcibly mobilized the magic power within his body to dispel the chill that had entered his body.
But he found that no matter how hard he tried, there was a chill that he couldn't get rid of, which slightly interfered with his actions.
Although he was horrified, Virian knew that now was not the time to investigate the reason for that stubborn chill.
This was a magical duel where anything could change in an instant; the slightest hesitation could lead to utter defeat. He gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the surging blood and stagnant magical power within him, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
Although he didn't know how Gaode had accurately pinpointed his location in the toxic fog, Vilian didn't believe it was just luck.
Clearly, his tactics had been cracked by Gaode Maps.
Then he had no choice but to try a different approach. Virian's mind raced.
He quickly activated the magical power within his body.
Although the flow of mana was slightly sluggish due to the cold, it still activated the spell model at an extremely fast speed.
[Advanced Illusion]!
The next instant, two phantoms identical to Virian suddenly appeared in the poisonous fog.
One person and two phantoms quickly dispersed in three different directions.
Immediately afterwards, Virian began to condense [Swamp Acid Arrow] once more.
Because his expertise is also related to illusion, these illusions are not simply clones.
Not only are they identical in form and aura to the real body, but they can even perfectly mimic Virian's spellcasting movements:
Raising his right hand, he conjured a pale green [Swamp Acid Arrow], its sound effects and traces indistinguishable from the real body's spell, enough to fool anyone.
Vilian's true form was hidden among the phantoms, his aura perfectly blending with all of them, and even his magical fluctuations were deliberately suppressed to match those of the phantoms.
He was conjuring a [Swamp Acid Arrow] in his hand, far more powerful than the previous one.
The arrow shaft was no different from before, with a viscous, asphalt-like venom flowing on its surface, but in reality, a deep black color had appeared inside.
This is a special effect of his other specialty, "corrupting the heart".
Once it hits, the condensed Corrosive Toxin can penetrate most elemental shields and magical protections, traveling along the bloodstream directly to the heart, instantly paralyzing the victim.
"Now!" Virian thought to himself, a ruthless glint in his eyes.
The next instant, all three "Varians" raised their hands simultaneously.
Three [Swamp Acid Arrows] shot towards Gaode from three different directions with a piercing sound.
One arrow aimed straight at the center of the forehead, another at the throat from the left rear, and yet another at the core of the mana in the chest from the right rear.
The three arrows followed tricky trajectories, blocking all evasive maneuvers.
Vilian stared intently at Gao De, thinking to himself: "A real arrow is hidden among two illusory arrows, and even the fluctuations of magical power are disguised. Let's see how you deal with this!"
Of these three [Swamp Acid Arrows], only the deep black Corrosive Heart Arrow, which he fired himself, was real.
The other two, released by the phantom, appeared to carry poison and made a whooshing sound, but were actually just visual and auditory illusions simulated by the [Advanced Phantom].
It doesn't actually cause any physical damage; its purpose is to distract Gaode and allow him to be ambushed by a real arrow.
However, what Verian didn't know was that the moment he activated [Higher Illusion], the Mandora's Eye in God's left eye had already been quietly activated to its limit.
Unleash your full power to see through illusions!
In Gao De's view, the seemingly flawless triple illusion was instantly shattered by him:
The two clones created by the [Advanced Illusion] had no real life energy flowing through their cores; they were merely a layer of illusory magical shells, resembling faded shadow puppets under the gaze of the Demon Eye.
"Trying to turn the tables with illusions?" Gao De sneered inwardly, but did not expose him immediately. Instead, he played along, feigning helplessness.
His eyes began to glaze over, as if he could not distinguish between the illusion and the real person before him.
It even took all three [Swamp Acid Arrows] as real, seemingly trying to block attacks from three directions simultaneously.
Even as the three arrows approached, he instinctively turned his head to avoid the arrows in front of him, but this exposed his chest to the attack trajectory from his left rear.
That was precisely the direction from which Virian's true form and the Corrupting Heart Arrow were positioned.
"They've taken the bait!" Virian was overjoyed, a triumphant glint in his eyes.
"Let it end," he silently cried out in his heart, watching the Corrupting Heart Arrow, with its sharp whistling sound tearing through the air, only three inches away from Gao De's chest.
At this critical moment, a sudden change occurred!
The confusion in Gao De's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by extreme calm.
Almost at the same instant, a cloud of silvery-white mist surged out from Gao De's body without warning.
The fog was not thick or heavy, but light as gauze, instantly enveloping his body in layers.
Immediately afterwards, Gao De's figure swayed slightly in the silvery mist, then vanished without a trace as if he had never existed.
【The Lost Step】.
"laugh--!"
The Corrupting Arrow grazed the edge of the silvery mist and missed, shooting towards the swamp ice behind it with unparalleled momentum, instantly exploding into a dense cloud of poisonous mist.
But the fatal blow that should have hit the target ultimately missed.
Ok? !
Vilian's initial elation was extinguished as if doused with ice water, replaced by profound astonishment and confusion.
He subconsciously turned his head, scanning the fighting arena around, trying to find Gao De's figure.
But at that moment, an intense, extreme chill suddenly erupted beside him!
It's still [Frostnova].
A deluge of sharp icicles swept towards Virian like a meteor shower.
"No!" Virian's pupils contracted sharply, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
He wanted to activate the protective spell again, but it was too late.
hum!
A pale golden light suddenly burst forth from the guard badge on his chest, transforming into a semi-transparent spherical shield that firmly enveloped Virian's body.
"This spell..." The guardian deacon, who had been intently watching the situation, was struck as if by lightning when he saw the silvery-white mist disappear when Gao De vanished.
He suddenly shuddered, his pupils contracted sharply, and he finally remembered Gao De's origins!
"It's him! The Sea Sentinel's God!" He was shocked.
All my previous memories came flooding back.
Three months ago, Gao De, a second-level mage, repeatedly defeated the magic halls of Sauron, Etherland, and Forth, and was at the height of his fame.
Information about him spread to all the magic schools almost instantly, including details such as every spell that God had cast in magic battles, his preferred methods, and his magic battle habits.
At the time, all the art studios were on high alert, believing that Gaode would soon come knocking on their door, fearing that they would become the next target to be defeated.
In particular, their Avalon Art Museum, based on its geographical location, is highly likely to be Gaode's next stop.
He even convened a special meeting to analyze in detail with the monk guarding the temple the magic fighting system of Gaode and its potential weaknesses, and to formulate a special tactical approach.
However, Gaode Maps has never appeared since then.
Three months have passed, and the frequent challenges from the dojos and the constant emergence of powerful challengers have made him gradually forget about the once-dominant Gaode.
Only now did the iconic silver-white mist, the "Mysterious Step," finally evoke the memories of the steward mage.
It just seems a bit late.
"He's back."
"And he returned as a mage at the third ring level."
The guard was somewhat shocked.
Three months ago, Gao De, a mage at the second ring level, was able to sweep through the three county magic halls.
Now that he has advanced to the third ring, can any magic hall stop Gaode?
(End of this chapter)