Iya Continent: Card God

A new kingly magic erupted and was released on the plains battlefield. The power of the magic spread rapidly, like a sweeping wind, making every life on the battlefield feel its presence.

"This guy... he really did get there before me..." The genius mage, Shadi Boyote, was both surprised and delighted, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips. He had long believed that Linta would take that step and become a king-level mage. However, he couldn't determine whether he or Linta would do it first.

"Dorlin! What's going on! Whose magic is this?!" the Lion King, one of the dwarven generals, roared. He felt uneasy from this kingly magic. This flow of magic was definitely not from the Bantu mages! Those mages would not possess such chilling magical fluctuations.

Prince Dorlin the Deeperrer halted his attack, his expression solemn and astonished as he looked in the direction from which the magic had flown. Although many years had passed, the scene of fighting side-by-side, the aura of bravery and fearlessness, were deeply etched in his memory. There was no doubt about it; it was him! This was his magical energy fluctuation! Only Linta could possess such a flow of magic!

"Gua la la la...!" "It's Linta's scent."

Fishman Guagua and Bearman Pinecone said excitedly.

Evelyn, the seated mage, trembled, her slender, pale fingers clenching tightly. She was momentarily speechless. All she knew was that this magical power was on her side!

Neino hugged his staff tightly and let out a long sigh of relief.

Behind the terrified soldiers of the Empire, atop the castle, the three-eyed wizard Danshichi and the iron mage Mirachi Xiu both wore grim expressions. The addition of another king-level figure would have a tangible impact on the battle. And this was a situation neither of them wanted to see. What unsettled them even more was that the aura of magic emanating from this being was not that of a mage. If it were a Bantu mage, they might have held it in some contempt, but it wasn't. The purity of this magic was extraordinary.

All eyes turned to the source of the surging waves and swirling magic.

Before their eyes, they saw a young man suspended in mid-air, his aura majestic and awe-inspiring.

Linta, low-tier King-level.

Countless gazes stared blankly at Lin Ta. In their hearts, such a being was insurmountable, a being akin to a god. After all, gods were not on the continent, but kings were a tangible reality.

Kluff, who was with the Imperial Army, was the first to realize the situation.

No one knows what he was thinking when he was gazing at the tower just now.

He knew that at that moment, he was the first to discover Lieutenant General Mablu lying on the sea flat. He immediately informed his generals, who, in a daze, personally led elite cavalry to rescue Lieutenant General Mablu.

Linta was indifferent to this action.

At this moment, his perception and vision were only focused on that white light tens of thousands of meters away!

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Swift as the wind! Chase after it!

Without any hesitation, Linta immediately chased after Fernandi, who was on the battlefield far away.

Fernandi did not continue to flee, but hovered, waiting for Linta to arrive.

His purpose, of course, was to avoid a battle with Linta under the watchful eyes of countless people. After all, the mages of the Magic Guild were unaware of his good intentions, and he didn't want them to know. Therefore, he chose a battlefield far removed from the main conflict.

As for Linta ignoring him? Or going directly to the Magic Council to report him? That's clearly not going to happen anytime soon. Because it's pointless. Right now, if Linta goes to the Magic Council to tell them about Fernand's betrayal, who would believe him? Everyone saw it: he fought with all his might against the Empire, against the Empire's Sun Chief, and was severely wounded and on the verge of death.

That's why Linta chose to pursue it.

Fernandi, who was seriously injured, was capable of fighting back!

“Indeed, I didn’t expect that. You truly deserve to be the successor chosen by the former city lord, Dean.” Fernandi said in a weathered voice, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

I had already killed him as quickly as possible, but I never expected that he would realize the way of the king from the brink of death.

Everyone's path to mastery and breakthroughs is unique. Therefore, it's impossible to judge whether someone will achieve a breakthrough at any given moment based on any particular situation or circumstance.

Besides, becoming a king-level player is an extremely rare achievement.

"Cards, 4 of Clubs, Arcane."

Without saying much, Linta raised his palm, and a purple ball of power flowed from his palm.

Upon reaching the King-level, Linta's control and execution of cards have reached another level of excellence.

Even with the arcane power of this card, which he had only recently acquired, Linta's use of it surpassed that of Granny Carrotte, who had mastered it for many years.

"Whoosh!"

Linta flew towards the sky, the purple orb soaring rapidly. As it flew, the purple orb gradually turned pitch black, and an extremely dark aura flowed around it.

"Arcane World!"

"Thump! Bang!"

A black arcane orb exploded from the sky, its shimmering light spreading and covering the surrounding area like a thin mist.

Fernandi's eyes were deep as he glanced around, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "You're worried I'll run away halfway through? Heh..."

A dark cage formed by arcane magic enveloped a world, sealing the two of them within.

If Fernandi tries to escape using the Light Escape Technique, he will definitely be resisted by this dark magic. Even if he can break through it, it will take some time, enough time for Linta to intervene.

Linta had no intention of letting this enemy, who had "killed" him once, escape.

"Heh, I'm not at my peak right now, but I'm more than enough to deal with you," Fernandi said with a sneer. He added, "Do you know the chasm between mid-tier and low-tier King-level beings? Countless low-tier Kings, even with incredibly long lifespans, ultimately cannot advance an inch..."

"Whoosh!"

Linta gave no response. Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the Card Sword was unleashed in a single strike.

The sword energy, like a biting cold wind, could be felt even from a great distance.

Fernandi remained calm and composed, casually waving his hand to summon a shimmering shield of light magic that blocked the attack.

However, it is of no use.

Diamond-level card swords can already cleave through elements, and now, King-level ones are even more incredible!

The shield of shimmering light was cleaved in two, severed in two by a single stroke.

"Oh." Fernandi remained calm, even as he was being fought against elemental forces.

His figure flashed like light and shadow, effortlessly dodging the slash.

Linta immediately sprang into action, rushing forward.

Even a mage like Fernandin has the same weakness as all mages: he's vulnerable to close-quarters combat!

This unparalleled, all-encompassing sword strike could cleave through anything, no matter how powerful or dazzling Fernand's protective aura was! This wasn't magic; it was the power of the cards!