The Strongest Magician of Gods

Amidst the thick smoke and dust, a small figure slowly emerged, exuding an overwhelming aura, with intense flames surging around its body.

"Um"

Ronan murmured softly. After their exchange, he clearly understood how terrifying Mo Bei was.

"This is not simple. Could it be that this little guy has been hiding all along, and that the fact that his magical physique wasn't damaged by the lightning power, preventing his cultivation from collapsing, and that his cowardly behavior over the past few years was all a cover for his cultivation secrets?"

Ronan was puzzled. At this moment, Mo Bei was extremely powerful, unlike the decadent appearance he usually saw.

"Hehe, Lord Ronan, I wonder if my magic is to your liking?"

Mo Bei walked over slowly, a bright and gentle smile on his face.

"Hmph," Ronan snorted coldly, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Oh, you're angry? That's rare!"

Mo Bei said sarcastically as he walked over, his eyes gazing into the depths of the cellar.

"Having fought this time, we both naturally understand the reason behind everything. However, I still don't know why you, Instructor Ronan, wanted to kidnap the Headmaster. But I did overhear some forbidden magic that greatly displeased you. With your abilities and talent, surely you couldn't have failed to get him? Hehe."

Mo Bei laughed again. That's how you treat your enemies. No matter who you are, if you have the chance to kick someone when they're down, you can't let them get away. So you'll do whatever you want.

"you"

Upon hearing this, Ronan was so angry he was practically fuming, his face turning pale and then red.

"This kid's sharp tongue. He's deliberately provoking me, waiting for me to reveal a weakness. I can't let him succeed. Hmph, I refuse to believe this kid isn't interested in forbidden magic. I'll test him."

Ronan gritted his teeth and pondered. He was indeed furious and was holding back, waiting to get his revenge. His eyes lit up and he came up with a plan.

"Hmph, kid, since you heard everything, what else can I hide? That's right, I've been hiding in Austin Magic Academy for over a decade, all for this kind of ultimate technique. You must know that forbidden magic is magic that cannot be passed on in the magical world, and most of it is in the hands of powerful forces. With our status and background, we probably wouldn't be able to obtain it even if we tried our whole lives."

Ronan chuckled, his resentful gaze quickly disappearing as he inwardly sneered, though his tone remained gentle.

"Well, you've got some good luck, kid. Judging by your magical strength, even if I used all my strength, I wouldn't dare say I'd be 100% sure I could take you down. So, how about we make a deal?" Ronan Can said with a smile.

"Oh, how can we discuss it?"

Mo Bei's eyes flickered, and he deliberately put on a solemn expression. Even a fool would know what Ronan was going to say in this situation; it was nothing more than a trap to lure the enemy.

The terror of forbidden magic is known to almost every magician who practices magic. With such a powerful skill at their disposal, who could resist its temptation? Besides, someone like Ronan, no matter what he says, is probably harboring murderous intent towards you deep down.

"Damn it, you're really treating me like a child. Who do you think you are?"

Mo Bei sneered, inwardly disdainful. Power is a product of desire; one may desire it, but be careful not to have the life to enjoy it. Once such a top secret is leaked, magicians from all over the world will probably hunt him down. The risk is exceptionally high. To take such a huge risk for a magic manual is definitely not worth it after a little assessment.

At this moment, Ronan was tempting them, so how could they let such a good opportunity slip by?

"Hehe, no need to be impatient. That old guy's mouth is very tight. Once I get the information out of him, I'll definitely make a copy for you. Then everyone will be happy. Besides, I once taught you. Although there were unpleasant moments, they're all in the past now. Your mentor also regrets it and often reflects on it."

Ronan continued to delve deeper into the topic, adding emotional appeal to his seductive tactics, all in an effort to completely lower Mo Bei's guard.

Mo Bei watched Ronan, who was engrossed in his performance, with amusement, but felt increasingly disgusted.

"Is this old guy addicted to this? It's disgusting and makes me want to vomit. Do you think playing the emotional card will work on me? In my past life, I was born to flatter. What tricks haven't I tried and seen? Damn it, this is the ultimate in hypocrisy!"

Mo Bei exhaled, his eyes flickered slightly, and he wore an expression of disgust.

"Alright, we've tested him enough. That old guy didn't dare to touch me openly, so he probably has some hidden reasons. Judging from our strength, we're about evenly matched. But if we keep dragging this out, he'll eventually play me to death. He's incredibly cunning."

Mo Bei was frustrated. If he were to pretend to be a snake, with his limited skills, he wouldn't even be enough to fill someone's teeth. The other party had been patiently enduring for more than ten years. Who did he think he was? He could only serve tea to others.

"chichi"

Mo Bei took a step, stretched out his body, and used the intermediate-level magic, Flight, to rush over.

"Hoo"

The flames raged fiercely around Mo Bei's body, so bright that he reached Ronan in the blink of an eye.

"That old guy is really good at pretending."

Mo Bei tapped his magic wand, and two black fireballs, one in front of the other, sizzled and quickly shot forward.

"Zizi"

As the fireball shot towards him, Ronan's eyelids twitched. He was very familiar with fire magic, but the fireball spell that Mo Bei cast was pitch black.

"This kid is too troublesome. He has mastered every spell to an extremely high level. He's not easy to deal with."

Seeing that Mo Bei launched the first attack, Ronan was too lazy to pretend anymore. He simply turned pale and his black magic robe billowed out.

"Heh, I haven't been in the human world for many years, and now I'm being looked down upon by a little guy. Do you think you can defeat me with just one fireball spell? How naive."

Ronan stepped back, and his black magic robe unfurled in the air.

At this moment, Ronan was airborne, his eyes fixed on the two fireballs that were flying towards him.

At this moment, he finally moved. A chilling laugh echoed through the space, and with a flick of his magic wand, a terrifying magical power revived.

"Pillar of Wind - Wind Pillar".

Ronan roared, his body surging with magical power, and his magic wand burst forth with extreme light.

"Boom"

The foundation shook, and several huge columns of wind suddenly emerged from the ground. The gale swirled and churned, picking up huge rocks from the surrounding area and blocking their way.

"Heh, such a minor spell will probably have a hard time getting close to my body!"

Ronan threw his head back and laughed loudly, his voice rippling outwards, carrying a hint of mockery towards Mo Bei.

But the next moment, the two fireballs disappeared into the wind pillar and pierced through it at an extremely fast speed.

"Pfft"

The two fireballs flashed by, piercing through the wind pillar and his body.

Two sprays of blood landed on the ground. At this moment, Ronan was shocked. Two fireballs pierced through his body and continued their momentum, hurtling towards the stone wall behind him.

"Bang bang"

Two stone caves, glowing with firelight, appeared before the world.

"Whoosh"

At that moment, Mo Bei flashed to a few meters away from Ronan, his smile still on his face.

"My esteemed Lord Ronan, I've said it before, we are both mages of the same rank. Don't underestimate me. Do you really think I'm just a lowly, newly promoted mage from back then? Heh heh, if you only have such meager talent, you'll probably be the one who dies in the end! I'm really looking forward to it."

Mo Bei stared intently, a bright smile on his face, his magic wand poised to strike at any moment.