Chapter 2: Chapter 2: Magic Spell — Finger of Death
Emyr's lips moved slightly as he chanted silently. A twisted green ray shot out from his fingertip. After the ray hit the butler, the butler's flesh and blood quickly aged and disintegrated in the green light, falling to the ground piece by piece. The butler continued to wail in the process, and his wail became weaker and weaker. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was completely turned into a pile of dust.
The butler's clothes fluttered to the ground. Tommy and the bandits who witnessed all this were instantly scared out of their wits.
Although everyone knew that the mage was very powerful, they did not expect him to be so terrifying!
Was he still human?!
Julie was dumbfounded. She had come into contact with many mages before, but she dared to swear in the name of the God of Light, Ye Bierni, that she had never seen the spell Emyr just used!
What level of spell was that?!
And — he didn't even chant a spell just now, did he?!
Silent Spell?!
And it was an Instant Spell?!
Wasn't this too unbelievable?!
After releasing the Disintegration, Emyr felt a little nauseous when he saw the man turn into ashes. But after all, there were no traces, so he quickly controlled his nausea.
He silently felt the magic pool in his body. Although the status on the Attribute Pane was intuitive, now that he was in a real world, he needed to confirm his corresponding status.
"Only a part of the magic pool was consumed. According to the current recovery speed, it will be restored soon. However, although the Disintegration is a single-target legendary spell, its lethality and consumption increase with the opponent's strength. If the opponent's strength is high, the consumption will probably increase exponentially."
Emyr calculated. If it was the consumption just now, with his current magic pool and recovery speed, he could continue to fight.
Could it be that after transmigrating, his strength was actually stronger than in the game?
This made Emyr's expression a little strange.
Level one to level nine spells, and even the top legendary spells, had different consumption and chanting times. However, because Emyr had learned the top level Silent Spell and Instant Spell, he could directly cast spells.
But he did not expect that after coming to the real world, he still did not need to chant spells.
This would be a great advantage for him.
Emyr didn't say anything, but Tommy and the bandits didn't dare to move. They didn't even have the thought of running away.
In the face of such a powerful and terrifying Magician, where could they escape to?
Despair silently spread in their hearts.
Emyr raised his head and glanced at Tommy. Just one glance was enough to make Tommy feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Spare, spare my life!"
Tommy kowtowed with all his might. "Honorable Master Magician! I was wrong! I should have never, ever thought of using you as my concubine! I beg you, please spare me!"
Emyr did not speak. Magic power once again surrounded him. This time, the movement of the magic power distorting space was even more shocking. The grass under his feet even began to wither because of it.
Seeing that Emyr was not going to let him go, Tommy hardened his heart and suddenly roared angrily, stabbing his sword at Emyr's chest!
"Ding!"
Emyr remained motionless, and Tommy was sent flying before he could even break through his defense.
Finger of Death —
Emyr bent his finger and pointed at Tommy who was in mid-air. Tommy was hit by the light beam and was torn into pieces with a "boom" amidst his screams. Emyr's expression changed slightly, and his stomach started to churn. This time, it was not like the Disintegration that killed without leaving a trace. Torn flesh flew all over the sky, and a scarlet blood mist shrouded the bandits. There was a sudden fishy smell in the air!
Julie, who was used to seeing dead people, was much calmer than Emyr. At this moment, she was more shocked by Emyr's strength because she had never seen such a destructive spell before!
Moreover, she was once again sure that this mage really knew how to cast spells silently and instantly!
As a legendary single-target spell, although it would not destroy equipment, the Finger of Death was much more bloody than the Disintegration!
Emyr resisted the discomfort in his stomach and kept hypnotizing himself. These were bandits who had committed all kinds of crimes. If he did not kill them, more people would die in their hands. Moreover, he was the Lord of this place, and their lives belonged to him!
After a long while, Emyr finally caught his breath. His gaze fell on the remaining bandits again, and his expression was uncertain.
The bandits knew that their fate was in Emyr's hands, and they kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy and swore desperately.
Julie saw the hesitation on Emyr's face, and said anxiously, "Honorable Sir Magician, these people are all bandits who have committed all kinds of crimes. Their hands are stained with blood and lives. We must not let them go!"
Hearing that, Emyr, who had already made up his mind, did not hesitate anymore.
He knew better than anyone just how dangerous Prandal was under the surface of temporary peace!
He must not be merciful to his enemies, because that was being cruel to himself!
"Repent your sins in the blazing flames."
In order to frighten Julie, and also for the next step of his plan, Emyr deliberately put on the appearance of a cold master and said very childish lines. The flames in his palm bloomed, and the ground melted. The bandits turned into a sea of flames. The blazing high temperature turned the soil and rocks into lava spewing flames. These bandits were not experts, and were all burned to ashes in an instant.
Julie gasped again. She clamped her legs together excitedly, and her whole body trembled.
Instant Flaming Storm!
He could actually cast the level-four spell, Flaming Storm!
And it was an instant spell plus a silent spell!
Heavens!
Julie never thought that she would meet such a powerful Magician at the most dangerous moment of her life!
Seeing that the group of bandits had been completely burned to ashes, Julie controlled her emotions with great difficulty. She tidied up her messy hair, took a deep breath, and walked over respectfully, intending to get to know this powerful Magician.
"Honorable Mr. Sorcerer, I'm Julie, Julie Golden Rose. Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Sorcerer. Please tell me your name …"
After Julie finished speaking, she waited anxiously for a long time. She did not know whether to laugh or cry when she found out that the Magician had actually fainted while standing.
…
Emyr's face was very ugly when he woke up. It seemed that his first time pretending to be an expert was a complete failure.
The impact of burning so many bandits in one breath was much greater than he had . He fainted when he smelled the roasted meat.
But he believed that if this happened again in the future, he would be able to endure it.
At this time, he found Julie beside him.
"You're awake!"
Julie handed over the water bag with a look of surprise. "Please drink some water."
After drinking the water, Emyr asked, "How long have I been out?"
He still remembered that Julie wanted to protect him, so her voice was very soft.
"It's been less than half an hour. You must have used too much energy to cast the spell."
Julie did not expect this Magician to be so approachable. She was delighted. If she had this Magician's protection, she would be much safer. Maybe the Golden Rose family could regain its glory.
Thinking of this, Julie asked expectantly, "Honorable Sir Magician, where are you going?"
"Me? … I'm going to my territory."
Emyr picked up the butler's clothes, rummaged inside, and found a leather bag containing his appointment letter, as well as some gold, silver, and copper coins.
Julie was stunned and stammered, "You, you're a Lord!?"
Magician? A Lord? How could it be! The City of Silver would never agree to it!
Or …
"Are you a rare and powerful wild Magician?"
Julie was even more excited. There were very few wild Magicians who were not bound by any forces, let alone such a powerful Magician.
"Yes."
Emyr nodded casually. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Do you know how to get to Ellington?"
"Ellington?"
Julie was startled and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She said, "After the Ladya Hills, we'll reach Ellington Town soon."
Emyr nodded and recalled the map. The terrain was not much different from what he knew.
Now it seems that this world was indeed very similar to Prandal in the War of Chaos. This could be a good thing, but it could also be a bad thing.
Emyr was half happy and half worried. He was happy that Prandal was still peaceful. He now had the power to keep him safe for the time being, and the knowledge of Earth in his mind could be put to good use. He could do a lot in his territory.
He was worried that Prandal was a world created by God — there were real Gods and Demons in this world.
In addition, there were very powerful magical beasts. According to the background story of the game, this world would soon be invaded by Chaos.
In a world where real Gods existed, it was not surprising that anything would happen.
Although he was the strongest Mage in the game, and even relied on the BUG and divine equipment to rob the Megalosaurus alone, the strongest and invincible were two different concepts. After all, it was a game. Normally, a high-level Boss would require hundreds or thousands of players to attack.
Now, this was a real world. The Megalosaurus would not be stupid enough to let him block it, and the Boss would not be an idiot and only stare at the Main Tank and let him bombard him with spells. If he died, he would not be resurrected, so the danger could be imagined.
Thinking of this, Emyr was annoyed. There were too many terrifying existences in this world. With his current strength, if he attracted the attention of any God in this world, he was afraid that he would die!
Perhaps, before figuring out the real strength of this world, he needed to keep a low profile.
"Julie."
Julie was refreshed and said respectfully, "Your Excellency, please go ahead."
"You don't have to be so polite. Just call me Emyr."
"How can that be? You are a noble Mage!"
Emyr knew that the demeanor of a master he had just acted in had taken effect. After a pause, he said, "Do you know any powerful people in Prandal?"
"Of course!"
Julie was refreshed. "There are many powerful heroes!"
"That's great."
Emyr grinned. "I think we can have a long chat."
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