Chapter 419: Missile Storm

After Dalamar issued a challenge, he looked around the hall.
There is a protective circle inside the tower. With the strength of himself and Raistlin, it is impossible to cause much damage, but it may shock the teacher to leave a bad impression, so he said: "Let's go to the magic training room."
"No, it's here. Anyway, it will end soon." Raistlin said lightly: "If you can't even control your own spell destruction, it will disappoint me."
His voice didn't fluctuate in the slightest, but what he said made everyone present feel boundless arrogance, which seemed to be taken for granted.
Madara's expression was stagnant again, and then she couldn't believe it, she was actually looked down upon!
Even in the kingdom of the elves, no clansman dared to look down upon themselves, but he didn't expect a human from unknown origin to dare to speak so much.
Dalamar sneered, "I want to learn your abilities."
Raistlin walked to the middle of the hall and stood ten steps away from Dalamar.
The atmosphere became tense. The other four students retreated to the edge of the hall and looked at each other. They knew Dalamar’s strength very well, but they didn’t know anything about Raistlin, so they didn’t believe Raistlin could win. The genius among the high elves.
Peraris smiled, "I'll be the referee."
The wizards of the floating city often have duels, both exchanges and discussions, and private enmities. Over the years, a set of duel process rules have been formed.
Raistlin and Dalamar both agreed with her.
Plaris took two steps forward, confirming that the two of them were ready, and raised her hand to release a simple trick. A group of red light flew out from her fingers, hung at the midpoint between the two, condensed into a talisman. The countdown starts from five seconds.
The red light bounced, and the number burst instantly from one to zero.
boom!
This soft sound means that the duel has begun.
Dalamar had already locked Raistlin and released his first spell almost at the same time as the red light burst.
He is proficient in shadow spells. He is currently a third-level mage. He has more than 20 spells. Although there are only one and two levels, he has devoted a lot of time and energy to research and give full play to his talents in spellcasting. He has studied several of them. Extremely high level, forming his own fighting style.
In Mana Surge, the spell is instantly completed.
But it is not the most commonly used shield for spellcasters in battle.
"Too risky!"
Peraris and others thought that the body of the caster is fragile, and the first spell cast under normal circumstances is always a shield to ensure their safety.
Attacking the enemy without opening the shield can take the lead, but is too aggressive.
A spellcaster without a shield is like running naked. This is the lesson that countless wizards and wizards have summed up with their lives.
In the next moment, everyone saw a cloud of black fog about three meters in radius emerging out of thin air, with Raistlin as the center, enveloping him.
Second ring black fog technique!
From the perspective of others, the black fog is not thick, and the target figure inside can be seen clearly, but in the eyes of the subject, the whole world is darkened, and the effect is the same as that of blindness, and this layer of black fog will follow. It’s difficult to get rid of moving with the target.
Novice spellcasters are still unable to master displacement spells, and lack effective solutions to the negative effects of this range of spells.
Generally, you can only open up the protection, and carry it hard until the end of the black mist technique, and become a target for the duration of the spell.
In the past, Dalamar had almost no opponents among the casters of the same rank with his instant black mist spell, and he could easily win.
He observed it, Raistlin was motionless in the black mist, but simply opened up a rainbow-like vector shield.
There is nothing surprising in this way of coping, just like other opponents.
Dalamar didn't care, and first opened up the shadow shield for himself.
At the same time, he ran with a small and silent stride, and while pulling away so that Raistlin would not notice the change in his position, he set about casting a third spell.
A dark green arrow of strong acid formed in the hand.
Raistlin was still standing there, his eyes were out of focus, it seemed that his vision was completely blocked by the black fog technique, and he couldn't see anything.
After half a breath, Dalamar's spell was completed.
The corners of his mouth can’t help but rise slightly. This strong acid arrow has reached the second ring. It is the strongest spell he has mastered. Even the vector shield with the best protection effect. Once hit, the corrosive acid envelops the shield. Shield, it doesn't take a few seconds to break the shield, add one or two spells, the victory is in hand.
"With such a big tone, it turned out to be just a mediocre and arrogant guy. I don't know what the teacher likes about him?"
Dalamar thought to himself, and threw a sour arrow.
However, the moment the spell was completed, it was suddenly interrupted by a vague wave, the dark green acid dissipated, and the backlash was passed into the brain, the mana shook, and the soul was also violently impacted.
Dalamar staggered, his face pale.
"Spell countermeasures."
Sparrowhawk said in surprise.
The distraught Dalamar also reacted. He knew the power and difficulty of spell countermeasures. Raistlin was in the dark fog, not only accurately found himself, but also grasped the opportunity to counterattack.
This hand alone is enough to show Raistlin's superb spellcasting skills.
But what happened next was completely beyond everyone's imagination. Raistlin raised his hand in the dark mist, and the light flickered between his fingers.
Four shuttle-shaped arcane missiles burst out.
The purple missile was about the same length as a finger, with pointed ends, thick in the middle, and extremely fast. It flew out of the black fog, dragging a long, silk-like trajectory, and shot towards Dalamar from different directions.
The first batch of four missiles just flew out, and the second batch of missiles appeared immediately.
Shoo...
The missile made a sharp howling.
Raistlin pointed towards Dalamar, the light bloomed round after round, each round was four arcane missiles, and five spells were cast in just two breaths, each time being instant.
Twenty arcane missiles flew at high speed in mid-air.
And the casting continues.
When the third round of missiles spawned, the four missiles in the first round had just arrived in front of Rama. The high elves were unable to counterattack and evade due to the spell's backlash, and watched the missile hit his shield.
The missile hit the shield and made a bang.
The translucent shield vibrated, and the surface was like water ripples. Before it subsided, four more missiles arrived and the bombardment continued.
Fierce explosions formed a series of blasts, and Dalamar was beaten back, completely unable to fight back.
"This……"
Peraris and others were dumbfounded.
Arcane missiles are very common low-level spells. Three missiles can be created in one ring, and they can be cast quickly, but their power is not outstanding. Three missiles are difficult to control. As long as the opponent is prepared, it is difficult to cause threats.
Raistlin has four arcane missiles, indicating that it is at least the second ring.
But what shocked everyone was his casting speed, not only instant, but also continuous casting, without the slightest pause or gap. Each missile flew out of its own trajectory, and the missile flew all over the sky, almost drowning Dalamar. Up!
The shadow shield fluctuates increasingly fiercely.
Dalamar finally recovered from the backlash, and immediately blessed himself with an obscurity technique, hiding himself in a vague shadow, trying to get rid of the bombardment of the missile.
Bang bang bang...
To his surprise, the missile still hits himself after penetrating the phantom, and none of them was missed.
"The obscurity technique has no effect."
Dalamar looked at Raistlin who was still in the black mist in amazement, and finally realized that Raistlin must have some kind of extremely powerful magic eye spell.
But he woke up too late.
His shadow shield is extremely strong in defense, far surpassing spellcasters of the same level, but it also has a limit. After withstanding the bombardment of nearly thirty missiles, he could no longer hold on and collapsed like a bubble.
The next missile came one after another, hitting Dalamar's body.
A layer of elemental armor appeared on his body, but the armor was mainly used to protect against energy damage. The defense effect was not good against missile attacks such as force fields. After two bangs, the armor was penetrated. .
Dalamar no longer had any protection, a missile penetrated his abdomen, blood gushing out, and he fell to the ground with a cry.
Raistlin had stopped casting spells before this.
This happened to be the last arcane missile.
Dalamar on the ground was full of pain, but gritted his teeth without making a sound, staring at Raistlin after the black mist had dissipated, with unwillingness written on his face.
"Dalamar lost!"
The other students who watched the battle had difficulty accepting such a result. It was conceivable that Dalamar would lose, but they couldn't believe that Raistlin had won the victory with only one arcane missile.
Jenna felt sympathy and raised her hand to cast a "secondary hydrotherapy" to cure Dalamar.
"Wait, the battle is not over."
It was the orc wizard Garu who stopped Jenna aloud, with doubts on his face. Peraris also frowned, only Jenna and Spyrohawk, who had little combat experience, did not react.
At this time, Dalamar on the ground disappeared like a phantom.
"Stand-in phantom!"
Jenna was taken aback. She didn't even notice when Dalamar cast this spell. Looking around, she didn't find where Dalamar's real body was hiding.
She immediately looked at Raistlin.
I saw that he was still expressionless, without the slightest surprise, obviously he knew Dalamar's tricks.
At this time, a burst of energy fluctuation suddenly appeared.
The wizards present all had keen perceptions and immediately noticed the fluctuations, and suddenly discovered that Dalamar emerged from the shadow behind Raistlin. The distance between the two was extremely close and within reach.
Dalamar has no shield outside, but the spell has been completed.
The palm of his right hand became pitch black as ink, and a black flame ignited. Peraris and Spirohawk recognized at a glance that it was the hand of the black flame of the second ring, with extremely terrifying destructive power, and the protection below the third ring The shield can almost be broken in one blow, and the black flame burns on the enemy and invades the soul.
Because it can only be used in melee range, very few casters will study the Black Flame Hand.
But at this time, it was an excellent opportunity for Dalamar to turn defeat into victory.
Spell countermeasures are very powerful, but there are three ways to crack them.
One is to cast spells instantaneously, which makes him too late to counter; the second is to increase the distance, so that the range of spell counters is relatively close; the third is to avoid the field of view, and naturally cannot counteract if the spell is not seen.
Dalamar used the third method, going around behind Raistlin so as not to interrupt his spells.
The students who watched the game were amazed.
Damara is indeed well-deserved, and when facing Raistlin's Arcane Missile Storm, he came up with a countermeasure and executed it perfectly.
Once the shield is broken, with Raistlin's fragile body, Dalamar can knock him down without spells.
Snapped!
With a soft sound, Dalamar's black flame hand has been pressed on the vector shield. Under the erosion of the flame formed by shadow energy, the rainbow light on the shield rippled, but it did not collapse as expected.
Not only did it not collapse, but the fluctuations were not so severe.
Dalamar's hand felt an incomparably hard touch. It seemed that his black flame hand had no effect at all. It just tried to penetrate a steel wall with his palm.
His face couldn't help being stunned.
Then, he saw Raistlin turning around and looking at himself.
Raistlin's eyes were calm and indifferent, and he blinked, and there was an indescribable message from the depths of his pupils.
In an instant, Dalamar was hit.
He seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world, his mind was filled with boundless chaos, his consciousness was blank, his eyes were frantically spinning, bloodshot, and his body was standing still but trembling and twitching slightly, as if he was on the verge of losing control.
"What's up with him?"
Peraris and others couldn't understand. They couldn't see Raistlin's gaze. They saw Darama suddenly stop in front of Raistlin and stopped attacking.
Raistlin naturally would not explain to others, this is the "delirium technique" that comes with the Secret Touch clone.
It has an effect similar to the "fear technique", which is a transcendence element that is displayed through the eyes, but it is stronger and more difficult to defend against, but it will not run around after fearing the enemy, just like a walking dead without defense.
In the puzzled gaze of Peraris and others, Raistlin grabbed Dalamar's wrist and pressed it against Dalamar's chest in turn.
Black Flame Hand is a continuous spell, after completion, it can last for a period of time.
Dalamar was still in delirium, and knew nothing about pain. In the screaming sound, the pitch-black palm was almost submerged, and a palm print was burned on his chest.
Until Raithlin let go, the delirium just ended.
"what……"
Dalamar returned to his body, let out a scream, and fell to the ground.
The energy of the hand of black flame invaded his soul, and boundless pain poured into his mind. The high elves had not experienced the soul-changing ritual, and were not able to withstand pain as well as wizards. After rolling around on the ground for a few times, they gradually realized that they were still Duel with people.
He endured the pain and stopped rolling. He lay face up and found that everyone was looking at him with complicated eyes.
Raistlin was standing just a few steps away, looking at himself condescendingly.
"The spellcasting skills are good and the battle response is fast, but I am still far from challenging me." Raistlin glanced at Dalamar's handprint on his chest, "Pain is the best lesson, it can make you remember more deeply. , Welcome revenge at any time."
After speaking, Raistlin turned and entered his room.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared behind the door that Dalamar sat up, his forehead was already wet with cold sweat from the pain.
Several people came by Polaris, and there was lingering fear on their faces.
The strength of Dalamar is obvious to everyone. In the past few years, he has rarely encountered an opponent in the Floating City of Wezeland. It can be called invincible at the same level. Facing Raistlin, he was beaten so miserably. Would be worse.
Spirohawk looked in awe, "No wonder the teacher was the first to call Raistlin's name!"
Garu nodded in sympathy.
"He hasn't moved." Peraris said suddenly.
"What?" Sparrowhawk didn't understand it for a while, until after thinking for a few seconds, it became clear. Peraris meant that Raistlin stood in place from start to finish in this battle, without moving a single step. .
This detail immediately silenced everyone.
Dalamar was even more aware of the gap between himself and Raistlin. This psychological pain was more difficult for him to accept than physical pain.
Peraris couldn't help but curiously asked, "Dalamar, how did he control you just now?"
The high elves don't like sitting on the ground and being watched by people. UU reading www.uukanshu.com he slowly stood up without saying a word, and was unwilling to answer Plarice's questions.
"Let me treat you."
Jenna cast hydrotherapy and landed on Dalamar, the pain was relieved, and the palm prints on her chest were also healed, but the traces of the flames could not be completely removed, which looked terrifying.
After trying several times, she shook her head and said: "The erosive power of the black flame hand is too strong, you'd better go to the teacher right away, otherwise you will have sequelae and suffer endless torture."
Dalamar took out the badge to open the portal, but hesitated.
He remembered Raistlin's words, and said in a low voice: "No, pain will become my best friend and motivate me to move forward. I will keep this handprint until the day I defeat him."
Dalamar restored the elf's pride.
He bowed gracefully to everyone, staggering open the door of his room and went in, leaving behind the four Pellaris staring at each other.