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Chapter 51 Mage Duel

The bombing lasted for a good ten seconds.

When the smoke and snow cleared, the once smooth snowfield was now a mess, with fire pits and black smoke everywhere.

The group of thieves were either dead or had fled, leaving behind a ground littered with mangled and charred corpses, while the wounded groaned in despair.

In the heart of the bombing, Gridov still stood.

When the fireballs came flying in, he knew he couldn't dodge them at all. He could only frantically overdraw his magic power and desperately activate three thick walls of fire to block them in front of him, barely managing to deflect the deadly fireballs.

However, the shockwave and high temperature of the explosion still penetrated the wall of fire, ripping his black robe to shreds and leaving him with severe burns in several places, his skin and flesh torn open, a truly gruesome sight.

"monster…"

He stood there, gritting his teeth, supporting himself with the black wooden staff, his eyes bloodshot.

He stared intently at Rom, shouting frantically:

"Boy, I challenge you to a mage duel!"

"I'm a third-tier mage! I refuse to accept this!"

I'm going to use Fireball... to counter your weird fireball!

...

"A duel between mages?!"

Jack, who was in the woods, was startled when he heard the word.

On this continent, the "Mage Duel" is an extremely sacred and unique ancient gladiatorial ritual, similar to the duels of knights in the old days.

Its rules are not an unlimited life-or-death struggle, but more like a simple magical contest, with both sides exchanging blows.

In the unspoken rules among mages, once a formal "mage duel" is initiated, the other party usually has to accept it in order to maintain their dignity as a mage.

If you don't accept it, you will be regarded as a coward and despised by the entire mage community.

Such duels are common in Red Dragon City, and are meant to showcase the glory of mages.

...

Gridov stood firmly in the mud, his legs bleeding profusely, and pointed his staff at Rom.

"Did you hear me?! Fight me with your flames!"

Gridov seemed to have gone completely mad. He suddenly reached out and grabbed at the rotting flesh of his leg wound, then smeared a large amount of blood onto his wooden staff.

Then, he began to utter incantations that sounded like the roar of a wounded beast.

This was a forbidden technique he learned from some kind of black magic scroll after leaving the guild.

[Sacrifice]!

By offering their own lifeblood to the god of fire, the caster sacrifices their life and flesh to gain immense destructive power far exceeding their own rank.

He has to win!

Even if he had to sacrifice his entire broken body to the fire element today, he still had to prove that his flames were the strongest.

As the incantation was chanted, raging fire elements once again coalesced above his head.

This time, the flames even turned an eerie blackish-red!

However, he had not finished reciting the incantation.

A gentle breeze suddenly brushed against his neck.

Gridov felt a chill in his throat, and then... he found that he could no longer make a sound.

"..."

He lowered his head in fear.

A large amount of pink blood foam was rapidly oozing from his throat.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his vision spinning and the world turning around.

Gridov saw the snowfield scorched by bombing, and the gloomy sky…

Finally, his gaze settled, and in front of him stood a headless body dressed in a tattered black robe.

The body still held the blood-stained black wooden staff high in its hand, maintaining the posture of casting a spell.

That was his body.

"mean…"

The last absurd thought flashed through Gridov's mind before he was plunged into complete darkness.

The headless corpse swayed twice and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

...

In the woods, Jack stared wide-eyed as Gridorf's head was severed from his body.

It took him several seconds to realize what was happening.

He quickly ran towards Romú.

"Boss! What...what did you just do?!" Jack asked, both excited and curious.

Seeing Jack running towards him, Rom suddenly shouted, "Stop! Don't come any closer!"

As he spoke, Luo Mu had a thought and then canceled the [Double-Layer Wind Shield] around him.

Otherwise, given the cutting speed of the outer layer of the wind shield, if Jack had taken just half a step forward, he would have been instantly sliced ​​into pieces.

When Jack ran over, he felt a gust of wind slap his cheek, making it sting.

Hearing Rom's warning and seeing the headless corpse lying on the ground, he suddenly realized what was going on!

"Good heavens... Boss, you actually severed his head with a wind blade just as he was about to unleash his ultimate spell?!"

Rom lowered his hand, looked at Jack as if he were an idiot, and chuckled:

"What else can I do? Should I wait for him to finish casting the spell?"

Jack looked astonished, his worldview shaken once again, and stammered, "But... but he just challenged you to a [Mage Duel] with the highest honors of a mage! He even specifically asked you to fight him using fire element..."

That's none of my business.

I didn't agree to that.

Luo Mu straightened his cuffs and said calmly.

Jack paused for a few seconds, then shouted excitedly:

"Hahahaha! Yes! Screw the duel! As expected of the boss!"

Suddenly, Jack remembered something, and his expression changed drastically: "That's right! Elena! She was just taken hostage by those thieves!"