Chapter 85: The Winner
Chapter 85: The Winner
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"I can answer the questions you’ve asked just now." There was still a smile on Lin Li’s face, but the fierce light in his eyes was as good as the one on the steps of the Emerald Tower. Cromwell had no doubt that the other party would kill himself with a lift of his hand. "Firstly, I am indeed a pharmacist. As for my potion…"
Lin Li looked back at the place where he had fallen. An empty glass bottle was lying there quietly. Not too long ago, it was filled with Elixir of the Sages.
So far, he was still pleased with his decision. It was fortunate that he had prepared a bottle of Elixir of the Sages before the duel…
When the Aether Staff released the massive magical energy, Lin Li did not hesitate at all. He took out the Elixir of the Sages from his pocket and drank it directly. The petal of the black lotus was very precious; but no matter how precious it was, it would never be more important than his own life.
The moment he drank the Elixir of the Sages, Lin Li had a complete grasp of what would happen in the next ten seconds. It was a thorough perception. Not only did he know that Cromwell was about to release a level-nineteen spell, he also knew that the power of the magic spell came from the level-eighteen magical crystal. He even knew that the recitation would take ten seconds…
Then everything became very simple.
As a matter of fact, Lin Li had only done two things in those ten seconds.
The first was to walk over.
The second was to tap the gold rod on the level-eighteen magical crystal.
The gold rod coated with deep silver completely restored the level-eighteen magical crystal to the purest essence of magic almost in an instant. How could it be possible to sustain a nearly legendary magic spell with the strength of Cromwell’s level-fourteen Magic Shooter without the massive source of mana?
Under the terrifying bite of the spell, Cromwell’s mana disintegrated almost concurrently and he had completely turned into a useless man.
This nearly divine scene from the audience’s view was actually this simple.
A bottle of potion and a gold rod had utterly turned Cromwell into an invalid.
"Alright, Mage Cromwell, I’ve answered your questions. Now it is your turn to answer mine." Lin Li stared fixated into Cromwell’s eyes. "Mr McGrenn and Ina, where are they now?"
Cromwell shrank back subconsciously as soon as he made contact with Lin Li’s eyes. Having lost
"Your time is running out, Mage Cromwell." Cromwell’s silence made Lin Li frown. He disliked having to extort a confession.
"They… should be in the Merlin Family’s dungeon…" Cromwell had difficulty swallowing his saliva; when he spoke, he found his voice incredibly dry.
"Oh, thank you."
Lin Li still had the warm and polite smile on his face as if he was talking about the weather with an old friend. But in the next moment, an icicle was released from his hand and shot through Cromwell’s chest on the spot…
Lin Li was not Cromwell; he did not need to humiliate the other party, let alone have any feelings to vent. As to whether the defeated Cromwell would beg for mercy, Lin Li was even less interested in that.
To him, this was just a duel, and the goal of this duel was to kill the opponent.
He would not even have been interested in talking to Cromwell if he hadn’t been trying to find out the whereabouts of McGrenn and his daughter.
There were no shrill cries, no cursing before death; just a "plop" and Cromwell fell down stiffly. Only then did he understand what the phrase "your time is running out" meant…
Old Merlin closed his eyes in anguish the moment Cromwell fell.
The hundreds of spectators on the stand felt chills rising from their spines at the same time…
This young Magic Shooter named Felic was fearsome. He could endure in adversity and stay calm in advantage. Once he had absolute control of the situation, he’d never give his enemy a slight chance. The icicle that killed Cromwell was neat and clean, prompt and effective.
If possible, they would never want to be enemies with someone like this.
After a short silence came a thunderous applause.
All but Old Merlin rose from their seats and gave the warmest applause to the winner of this duel.
"Well done!" Gerian was even more excited, just like a child. He stood high in his seat, jumping and shouting; his fat face full of ecstatic smiles as if he had won the duel himself.
"Congratulations, President Gerian." There was a touch of joy on Ysera’s fair face. He turned around and shook Gerian’s hand and then applauded Lin Li excitedly.
"Congratulations." Reuben had always been a man of few words, but there was still a glimmer of excitement in his voice.
"Hahahaha, congratulations to us!"
Compared with the two men’s low-key voice, Gerian’s laughter was so arrogant that almost half of the square could hear his gong-like voice.
Hearing Gerian’s "congratulations to us", the smile on the two patriarchs’ face deepened. This meant that Gerian had acknowledged them as the guild’s allies. After this duel, the Guild of Magic’s domination of Jarrosus would be unstoppable. In the future, it would not be a match of which forces were stronger, but of who had a closer relationship with the Guild of Magic.
And the two major mage families who first swung to the Guild of Magic would undoubtedly have the absolute advantage in this comparison.
Amidst the thunderous applause, Castellan Isaac’s voice was clearly heard by all ears.
"Now, as the overseer of this duel, I declare the winner of this duel is… Felic, from the Guild of Magic!"
Isaac’s voice completely ignited the atmosphere in the Daylight Square. The wealthy businessmen, the celebrities, and the leaders of the forces all chanted the winner’s name at the same time to salute the winner of the duel.
"Winner—Felic!"
Jarrosus was a city that advocated the strong. At this moment, all except Old Merlin had put aside all other factors outside the court and also their feuds with each other. There should only be one main star and one voice in the Daylight Square—and that was Felic of the Guild of Magic!