Chapter 1460: Test (Part 2)
The head wardenâs act of putting away the dagger gave Saleen an opening to fire a lightning bolt from his family badge.
An opportunity like this would present itself only once. That was not just because the head warden would be more careful from then on, but because his family badge was still only capable of casting its strongest attack a single time.
Saleen worked on the badge, but he had only begun learning the knowledge stored inside and how to use the interior spaces.
Those spaces would have wrecked any common items stored inside. That was why Saleen could only put high-level materials there. The environments within, which all had to do with discharges of lightning and thunder, were ironically the best natural milieu for refining and upgrading materials.
The lightning badgeâs body had been crafted from the remains of the Thunder God, which, in turn, had been crafted into the Book of Lightning. Because of his level, Saleen could only do so much since his power of the soul was comparable to that of a lesser god.
Saleen had to seize any opportunity to kill the head warden. The problem was not his reluctance to use a level-8 scroll but his inability to lock onto that warden.
The head warden was wrestling with a different problem: He still couldnât find Saleen. While he wasnât all that familiar with Saleenâs skills, he knew enough about them, especially peculiar ones like the Thunder Phantasm. Had he not, he might have fallen for one of Saleenâs little tricks.
When a professional advanced to level-10 and beyond, most would have gotten used to targeting and observing enemies using mental powers. That, however, was a deadly flaw to their modus operandi.
All at once a thick bolt of lightning covered the head wardenâs body. Even if he was a god of fire, he wouldnât have been able to survive something like that. As the outer layer of his body exploded, translucent red crystals expanded and formed a layer of armor.
When the electrical discharge hit, the flames on the outer layer vanished as the red crystal armor crumbled bit by bit and dropped to the ground.
But the head warden was unscathed: His defense capability was activated using godly armor and power skills, enabling him to narrowly escape death.
Meanwhile, flames were bursting from his skin, forming a new layer of a transparent crystal façade.
Though the flaming armor was destroyed, it was repaired immediately. Every restoration, however, caused its defense to drop considerably, necessitating a troublesome repair.
The head warden never expected Saleenâs attack to be so ferocious. From what he knew about the mage, Saleen had only been able to escape the great head inquisitor owing to the powers bestowed by godly items.
His godly item, the flaming armor, was of even higher level. Why was it so badly damaged? Though the armorâs surface appeared to be restored, in reality, it had lost 80 percent of its defensive capacity.
The Violet Angel roared, took Rafel and charged at the head warden. Metal-cutting territory burst from Rafelâs Inferno Spear, causing the head warden great stress.
The territory was super powerful. However, Rafelâs level was lower than the head wardenâs, which meant killing him using territorial powers alone was impossible. But then again, Rafel was targeting the damaged godly armor.
The timing of the strike was impeccable. The armor on the head wardenâs body shattered again but was instantly restored.
The flaming armorâs defensive capacity was less than ten percent of what it had been at the start.
Slam! Icy winds breathed by the Violet Angel clashed as they covered the head wardenâs body. The Violet Angel seized the chance to whack the head warden hard with its tail.
The head warden retaliated by raising its tail and lopping off the Violet Angelâs tail with one blow.
The Violet Angel roared, but not in pain. As a puppet, its soul was protected by the lightning cage and it felt no pain. It was simply covering for Rafel with its body.
Rafel chanted prayers and the tip of the Inferno Spear opened up, revealing a rectangular crystal inside.
Crimson aura covered the Violet Angel. The head warden then swung his greatsword sideways. Seeing that Rafel wasnât able to evade it, Saleen bellowed, making the head warden lose control of the golden dagger. The blade flew from the head wardenâs hand and started slicing the flames enveloping it. Then it headed straight for the head wardenâs heart.
Saleen hadnât even cast one magic spell, unsettling the head warden.
A mage as powerful as Saleen could have cast level-13 magic spells in an instant. Doing so might have meant that he possessed level-14 scrolls. Saleenâs wealth was such that it wouldnât have been difficult for him to get level-15 scrolls and even cast them. The head warden was baffled: Why was the mage being so conservative with his magic chords and power of the soul?
He couldnât think of one reason. He put his greatsword away and swatted the golden dagger away. Then he swung its tail again to block Rafelâs Inferno Spear.
The Inferno Spear was a powerful godly item. Even if it couldnât be used at full power in Rafelâs hand, the head wardenâs tail still would not have been able to break it. That much he knew. Purple-red flames burst out of his body as he charged at the spot where the cloudy mists were the thickest.
Find Saleen, kill him, and end the fight.
To say that the head warden was an experienced veteran was an understatement. He had fought in over 10,00 battles. The Holy See had once been in a shaky state. At the time he wasnât the head warden, just a candidate.
The head warden, who had far more combat experience than Saleen, had only fallen into one of Saleenâs many traps, which was him taking the time to seize the golden dagger.
That, however, was a result of the head warden cockiness about his godly armor. Judging from records, the armor would have suffered a ten percent drop after resisting Saleenâs strongest attack once.
The result was unexpected: Less than ten percent of the armorâs attributes remained. The head warden altered his thought patterns and stopped baiting Saleen. Instead, he took the initiative to locate him and attack.
If Saleen acquired some new terrifying skills while he was busy defending himself, he would have suffered injuries by then.
He deemed himself to have been in too much of a hurry. Saleen had become one of the strongest mages on the mainland in little time; luck had been on his side. Someone like that would not die easily. He needed to be attacked head-on.
The head warden planned his next steps. He didnât bother sweeping the place using the power of the soul. He simply made a rough estimate of how many enemies were in the clouds and headed there straightaway without knowing if they were real or fake.
The simpler the methods used, the harder it would be to dismantle them. Saleen saw the head warden charging hastily. In response, he then took control of the 11 Thunder Phantasms and kept evading the attacks. That was what the head warden was hoping would happen: Saleenâs power of the soul was formidable enough to allow him to control the phantasms without leaving an opening.
Although Saleenâs level-13 magic held the head warden back for a while, there was no chance for him to use a level-18 scroll.
By then Saleen was feeling lucky. It was hard killing the level-14 head warden despite having level-18 scrolls at his disposal. He wondered, what if I faced the Lord of Glory instead? Wouldnât things be even harder?
The volcano below had completely erupted. The surrounding mountains were filled with soldiers taking shelter.
Phew. Saleenâs flying troops had escaped in time and run over 100 kilometers away. The head warden swung around, greatsword in hand, cutting up clouds wherever he went. But the dissipated clouds stayed dissipated.
One Thunder Phantasms that couldnât escape in time ended up being cut in half. Saleen felt it unnecessary to dupe the head warden with death-like effects anymore. And what did it matter? Thunder Phantasms had no souls. The head warden would have known they were fakes the moment his sword connected with them.
His teeth gritted, Saleen had the metal angels scatter and leave the battlefield. They were so shocked their combat prowess dropped exponentially, and they ceased being much of a threat to the head warden.
Those metal angels began to speed up after separating from the head warden about 1,000 meters away, heading straight for the other fortresses on Black Dungeon Island. Metal angels could be resurrected. But Saleen didnât want his forces wasted at such a place. Over 100 metal angels posed a serious threat to a fortress.
Whatâs more, the metal angels had nothing to do with the clouds.
The head warden didnât bother chasing them. He cleverly ignored Saleenâs second bait. If he had gone after those angels, they would have retaliated full force, which would have slowed the head warden down or stopped him in his tracks.
That was how Rafel had pulled off her attack earlier. Were it not for the head wardenâs godly armor, he would have been targeted by Saleenâs second attack.
Both sides were playing it safe; neither side brought powerful attacks to bear against the other.
Four-ball lightning stayed on Saleenâs Thunder Dragon Blaster as he patiently waited for the chance to strike.
The three weapon spirits near Saleen didnât dare make a move. The level-13 weapon spirits had not reached level-14, and it would have been too risky to charge at the head warden.
The head warden had more than just that flaming great sword with him.
Saleen began to regret not taking the Floating City with him; the large-scale Thunder Dragon Blasters would have aided him tactically. He also brought large-scale Thunder Dragon Blasters but they had not been installed. The volcanoâs eruption caused the army to retreat and the assault did go as expected.
What concerned Saleen was the loosening of the plane rules, a palpable sign of the rise of powers across the mainland.
Myers Mainland would allow the Lord of Glory to enter in a few months. Saleen wondered, will I be able to advance another level by then? Not a problem if I can enter the Hall of Gods and have another piece of high-level divine persona.
The head warden kept rushing around carelessly, killing ten Thunder Phantasms of Saleenâs in no time and gaining speed. If it hadnât been for the special properties of Saleenâs lightning territory, he wouldnât have been able to conceal himself.
Even though the head warden charged and swung his sword several times, he still couldnât cut Saleen down. He had been missing Saleenâs location by several meters every time: He knew Saleenâs skill was capable of messing with his judgment.
It was time for a new tactic. The head warden stopped moving and extended his greatsword. Its blade grew over 30 meters long and purple flames leaped about on it. There were no more clouds within the 100-meter radius.
Saleen knew the head warden was switching to a powerful skill with a reach that was no longer evadable using tricks alone. But then again, thatâs exactly what Saleen had been waiting for. Finally, the head warden was motionless! At last, Saleen could use a scroll on him.
But Saleen didnât attack right away. Rather, he had the God of Magic Net cast a divine spell instead.
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