The Strongest Magician of Gods

"boom"

In the chaos, Grimm suddenly lunged forward, pointed his golden magic wand, and a tremendous light illuminated the world.

The light was so dazzling that it blinded people.

"Basic Magic - Golden Light Spell"

He shouted, and as the magic was cast, the golden magic wand burst forth with new light once more.

"Wow"

A long sword beam split into three, pointing directly at the werewolf.

Advanced Magic: Blade Storm

Green spoke, and the magical wellspring within him surged, a powerful surge of magical energy flowing from his body.

"Bang, bang!"

Green's advanced magic, Blade Storm, was blocked by the werewolf's powerful physique, sparks flying everywhere.

The werewolf's physical body is too strong. The werewolf bloodline within its body is constantly tempering its body. In addition, it is born with the level of a novice mage. Its meridians are naturally open, giving it a unique and innate power.

Such a powerful being, Green unleashed his strongest power the moment he made a move.

As Lin Miaoyue raised her magic wand, greenery burst forth, and the wand seemed to transform into a withered branch, from which several fresh leaves gradually grew.

Intermediate Magic: Sword Transformation Technique

With a graceful movement, Lin Miaoyue sent the tender leaves growing on her magic wand flying away. In mid-air, the leaves transformed into palm-sized leaf swords, unlike any other leaves. They were incredibly hard and incredibly sharp, with a few wisps of cold light emanating from their tips, capable of cutting through iron like mud.

Lin Miaoyue joined the battle, and Green felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around, pointed his magic wand at his feet, and cast the basic spell Golden Wings.

"Golden Wings"

Green's forehead was covered in cold sweat. The killing intent behind him was too strong. Just looking at those few leaves piercing through, their speed was like a ghost, leaving a series of afterimages.

It was astonishing that Lin Miaoyue's magical attack power was comparable to that of ordinary high-level magic, and the leaf tips could even pierce through extremely strong defensive magic.

"Whoa"

Two enormous white wings materialized behind Green, and he flashed over the werewolf's head, dodging Ye Jian's attack.

"Boss, the only way to defeat the werewolves is to occupy the high ground and attack from above."

At that moment, Ishikawa's eyes lit up with an idea, and then the magical wellspring within him surged forth like a flood.

"Advanced Magic: Dark Entanglement"

Ishikawa gave a cold shout, and with a flick of his wrist, the iron chain wrapped around his belly shot upwards, the sound of the chain piercing the air filling the air.

"Ow"

The werewolf's bloodshot eyes were fixed on Ye Jian in mid-air, but suddenly Ishikawa's iron chain came hurtling through the air even faster. Before the werewolf could think, his powerful arm tightened the iron chain.

"shhhhh"

Ye Jian pierced through the sky, bursting through the gap in the iron chains.

"Puch"

A few drops of blood fell to the ground. The werewolf was injured, and Ye Jian also disappeared as the magic power vanished. Green was overjoyed. He flapped his wings, made a turn in mid-air, and suddenly plummeted down, pointing his magic wand at the sky.

"Hey, forget it."

Mo Bei sighed, watching the group take turns battling the werewolves, and felt a little panicked.

“Originally, we were all high-level mages. The other three have all used their trump cards. After the battle, how will the other three look at him? It’s not good to just wait here. But my cultivation level has dropped significantly, and I’m afraid they’ll see through me.”

Mo Bei did some mental calculations. If he were still a high-level mage, he wouldn't need to think too much, but unfortunately, his level had dropped to that of a beginner mage, and he lacked courage.

Seeing that Ye Jian had pierced the werewolf's flesh defenses, leaving several bloody holes from which blood flowed, he seized the opportunity, and his eyes suddenly turned fierce.

"If we don't act now, we'll miss our chance. The opportunity to fight is fleeting and we can't let it slip by. It's time to finish them off."

Mo Bei made up his mind. His black magic robe fluttered without wind, and with a flick of his magic wand, two fireballs accompanied by a wisp of lightning surged forth.

In his mind, having just arrived in the magical world, he couldn't reveal his current situation, but he couldn't just stand by and do nothing either. If he wanted to enter a higher level of magical realm in the future, he had to choose a sect and cultivate within it. Therefore, he couldn't abandon his current companions, and he couldn't let them know his situation. Now he knew that he had no choice but to take action under such pressure.

Intermediate Magic: Rapid Fireball

Mo Bei shouted, his magic wand engulfed in terrifying black flames. He knew he had no choice, and his illness prevented him from using advanced magic at full power. If he did, his strength would be exposed. Upon closer inspection, casting Fireball Barrage was the best option at the moment.

"Wow"

The two fireballs resembled ignited space, with a black line of fire undulating continuously. The fireballs were actually very small, about the size of a fingernail, and about ten centimeters apart. However, the flames emanating from the fireballs were so intense, with red flames accompanied by black flames.

Two "bangs"

Two fireballs struck the werewolf's chest, one after the other, leaving a bloody hole and disappearing into his flesh, swallowed by a large amount of blood.

"Boom"

A strange scene unfolded, stunning everyone. The werewolf was hit by the fireball, its knees buckled, and it knelt heavily on the ground. Its huge fangs pointed to the sky, and it roared loudly, its powerful body trembling.

Judging from the werewolf's appearance, it seemed to be enduring immense pain.

"Ow"

The werewolf, in pain, loosened its grip on the iron chains. Ishikawa, relieved of the pressure, then pounded the foundation with all its might, sending stone dust flying from the wall behind it.

"Does that fireball spell really have that much power?"

Mo Bei only took action to deal with the current situation, but now it seems that an unexpected situation has arisen.

"The fireball spell couldn't possibly be that powerful. Could it be the black flames?"

Mo Bei's face turned serious. Thinking about the walls of that space, he seemed to understand the reason.

"Hoo"

The ground was cracking, the werewolf's chest was fiery red with charred black, and his bones were creaking. Then, he lunged forward.

The werewolf crashed to the ground with a "boom," lying motionless on the ground, its strong flesh charred and surrounded by surging flames.

At this moment, Green, Ishikawa, and Lin Miaoyue all stared at Mo Bei in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

But upon closer inspection, the flames erupting from the werewolf's back sent shivers down his spine. In a mere instant, the werewolf's back was burned with a large hole by the intense flames.

The firelight was no longer fiery red and colorful, but rather a pitch-black flame.

"How is that possible? What kind of magic did the second brother use? The color of that flame is even more terrifying than holy light."

Green exclaimed in surprise, having missed his target, and looked at Mo Bei with a puzzled expression.

"Too strong, too strong! Second Brother truly lives up to his reputation as a genius mage. The magic he unleashed is so bizarre. I originally thought he was really sick, but now I think it's probably not that simple. What kind of illness could make a high-level mage recuperate for two years? It seems that Second Brother must have used those two years to cultivate his magic to an extremely high level. Second Brother's ambition is too great. He wants to break through the realm of a great mage and surpass his predecessors."

Ishikawa was filled with excitement, and he felt a surge of adrenaline.

"Mo Bei, I'll remember you." Lin Miaoyue stared blankly at Mo Bei, muttering to herself, a hint of grievance on her face.

"Uh"

Even Mo Bei was stunned at this moment. He himself did not know that the upgraded fireball spell was so terrifying. The black flames could burn the indestructible werewolf body. The power of that spell was obviously equivalent to the level of high-level magic.

"It was a truly unexpected gain. That mysterious space can stimulate the soaring of wisdom and greatly enhance the understanding of magic. Now the power of the fireball spell is enough to handle ordinary tasks, which I did not expect."

Mo Bei looked at Green and the other two with a complicated expression, then glanced at the ring on his finger.

"Perhaps it's all because of this ring!" Mo Bei said solemnly in a low voice.

"However, once the werewolf is killed, the mission will be complete. Now we should seize every minute to resolve the hidden dangers in our bodies as soon as possible, and prevent the lightning element from causing trouble again."

Mo Bei shook his head, thought for a moment, his mind a complete mess.

"Never mind, this is such a hassle."

Mo Bei looked at the dead werewolf and the large amount of blood on the ground, the stench of which was overwhelming.

He twitched his nose, turned his head slightly, his back to Green and the others, and a broad voice echoed in their ears.

"Boss, I'm sorry about today, I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."

Dressed in a black robe, with a cold gaze, Green watched Mo Bei walk away with piercing eyes, his mind in turmoil.

"The second brother is still the second brother, still the same old style. He leaves as soon as he finishes his mission, and is always the last to make a move. Boss, don't mind him, that's just his personality."

Ishikawa smiled innocently, unaware that Mo Bei used to leave in such a hurry because every time he used magic with all his might, it was accompanied by intense pain. But he was a proud person, and he would never show his vulnerability in front of others.

But this time it's different. Mo Bei is no longer the same Mo Bei. The physical ailment is still there, but the Mo Bei of the past was filled with deep despair and suffered torment at all times. Now, the Mo Bei is full of strong hope. The only thing that hasn't changed is the way he walks!

"He's still so strong. From a magical perspective, he's even stronger than he was two years ago. I just don't know what level he's at now. Maybe he's already surpassed me. Perhaps he's already touched the barrier of a great mage."

Lin Miaoyue thought to herself, in short, Mo Bei's fireball technique had given others endless imagination.

"Let's go too. Everyone should focus on cultivation for a while, so we don't fall too far behind the second brother."

After a long silence, Green spoke calmly. Lin Miaoyue and the other woman were startled upon hearing this, and then the group slowly dispersed from the alley entrance.

"Maybe the boss is serious."

In mid-air, Ishikawa, riding his magic broom, glanced at Grimm and chuckled to himself.

"huhu"

Soon after, at the entrance of the narrow alley, accompanied by a deep howl, a huge silver wolf howled mournfully from the top of the high eaves, leaped down from the top of the eaves, and darted into the alley.

"This is really troublesome. The clash between fire and lightning is essentially due to the body being too weak and unable to fully accept the lightning element. I wonder if we can resolve the issue of systemic conflict first."

Mo Bei was taking a walk on the street. Perhaps it was too late, but a broom was tucked behind him, and no one noticed.

"I still have to work overtime tonight to finish reading the books in the Austin Magic Academy library as soon as possible. If I still can't find a solution, then I'll have to ask the Magic Guild for help. I suppose such a large guild is no worse than the Austin Magic Academy. If that still doesn't work, I'll have to find a way to join the Magic Church. From what I remember, it's the place that fool has always longed for. It's said that there are angels there, and it should be the most sacred place in the magic world."

Mo Beiyue became increasingly agitated as he pondered. The lightning element had suddenly appeared, and his body had not yet adapted. Such a condition had not been recorded in ancient history for many years, yet he had contracted this illness.

"Damn it, I've already died once, so dying again isn't scary."

Mo Bei regained his confidence, walked with more determination, and felt better.

"Pattern"

As Mo Bei walked step by step, he seemed to hear some strange noises.

"Pattern"

Mo Bei stopped walking, and the noise behind him also suddenly stopped.

Something is approaching me.

Mo Bei tensed up for a moment, looked around, but didn't see anyone following him.

He took a few more steps, his eyes fixed on the corner of the wall, and strode over there. As soon as he turned the corner, he pointed his magic wand at the magic broom.

The magic broom mimicked the sound of Mo Bei walking, its wooden roots striking the ground and creating a rhythmic cadence.

"Whoa"

Sure enough, the strange noise came again. Mo Bei huddled in the corner and watched as the sound drew closer, and then something astonishing happened.

"Pattern"

A pretty little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, barefoot and wearing slippers, followed behind Mo Bei.

"Swish"

Their eyes met, and Mo Bei's eyes showed surprise, unable to believe that the person following behind him was such a young girl.

The little girl stared at me with fear in her eyes, her face streaked with tears, her thin body trembling, and her face looking haggard.

"Master Mo"

The little girl spoke in a trembling voice, which was childish and low, as if she had experienced something bad.

This is too strange. Mo Bei looked at the sky. It was already dark. Night markets in the magical world are not places that ordinary people dare to go out. Fights and brawls happen all the time.