Chapter Fifty-Four: Fury

  "No need to wait for Geary's return, I can settle this myself." Lin Li, who had been considered a dead man by everyone, suddenly flipped over and stood up from the carpet.

  "What I hate the most is when someone launches a sneak attack from behind." Lin Li's eyes were fixed intently on Basler, and his hand had already formed a seal. Before the flustered Basler could react, a gust of wind blade shot out: "Because I myself like to do this kind of thing!"

  Batholomew couldn't understand how this man had survived, but unfortunately there was no time to think about it. Lin Li raised his right hand and a gust of wind blade swept across from his hand, only to hear a soft "whoosh" sound. Batholomew suddenly felt numbness in his hand.

  Right after that, a blood flower burst forth. One of Basler's nameless fingers was cut off by the wind blade and fell onto the carpet, still rolling around in circles, staining the red gemstone with fresh blood. Under the crystal lamp, it shone with an eerie light...

  After a gust of wind, Lin Li still didn't stop, and with both hands, he condensed an ice cone each. The crowd only heard two soft "whooshing" sounds, and the two long and thin ice cones had already shot out.

  The speed of the spellcasting was too fast, and before everyone could react, Bathrol was again let out a miserable cry. Two slender ice cones, sharp beyond compare, pierced through both of Bathrol's palms, and for a moment, only saw blood gushing out, splashing onto the thick carpet in a crimson patch...

  This bloody scene fell into the eyes of the guests, instantly triggering a scream of terror. Isaac looked at Lin Li, his expression seemed to be somewhat complicated. He was seeing Lin Li get angry for the first time, and it wasn't until now that he discovered this seemingly harmless young magician actually had a brutal and cruel side.

  The wretched cry of Bathurst echoed through the banquet hall, a sound that seemed like a wounded beast, full of ferocity and despair.

  "Fei Rei the Magician..." Isaac wanted to plead for Bathrol, but as he opened his mouth to speak, he heard Lin Li's low and mysterious chanting.

  As soon as he heard the low voice, the city lord's heart tightened. The previous swift and unparalleled wind blade, plus two overbearing ice cones, had not heard him recite any incantation from start to finish. Now, however, he suddenly started reciting an incantation. What magic would he release next?

  The magical elements around him went crazy and distorted, and a fierce flame was burning on both of Lin's hands.

  Scorching breath waves rose one after another, and the guests around him didn't dare take a step forward.

  Bathrol's hands were covered in fresh blood, his eyes wide with fear and despair. He had never thought that he would die in a place like Galos, nor had he ever imagined that the young magician standing before him, dressed in tattered robes, could be so terrifying, not giving him even a glimmer of a chance to repent, with every move seeming to have the intention of sending him to his death...

  "Boom!" As the last segment of the curse fell, countless fire dragons roared past, and Lin's summoned fire dragons were more numerous and powerful than the red gemstone ring on Bathserole's hand, as if a raging flame had burst forth, about to engulf Bathserole completely.

  Everything happened too quickly, Isaac was completely unable to stop it, he only felt his heart sinking straight down, and his mind was already as desperate as dead ashes.

  "Rumble, rumble, rumble……" The sound of dull thuds filled the air, as countless fire dragons charged forward, their fierce flames raging wildly. The entire hall was filled with a scorching atmosphere, and in Bathory's desperate gaze, the countless fire dragons surged up at once, instantly engulfing him in a sea of fierce flames.

  The banquet hall was eerily quiet, except for those muffled sounds, and not a single sound could be heard.

  Everyone stared blankly at the flames, their hearts filled with shock. This young magician, who looked like he was not even twenty years old, had already shown power that was infinitely close to a magic conductor. They were all curious, except for Kevin and Krenwell, when did Gallos City have another young genius?

  Of course, there were also people with sharp minds who, from the almost limitless magical abilities and the fact that they were under twenty years old, connected it to a certain rumor that had been circulating in Gallos City recently...

  For a moment, these few people with sharp minds were all frightened by their own speculations.

  If I'm not mistaken, the young magician in front of me, who looks a bit shabby, is actually the most legendary figure in Gallos City recently - the hope for the revival of the Magic Guild, and the master pharmacist who is still under twenty years old. He was the one who triggered the auction of 1 million gold coins with his own hands, and after that, he has been surrounded by rumors, but rarely shows up in public, the magician Ferre!

  Just as everyone's thoughts were different, the countless flames brought by the fire dragon also slowly dissipated.

  At this time, the guests suddenly discovered that Bathelol, who should have been dead without a doubt, was still standing unscathed in the ashes, although his face was somewhat dull and his palms were still bleeding. However, he was still alive, which was beyond doubt! Among all the people, probably only a few could notice that Bathelol did not die under the fire dragon, thanks to a layer of magical protection.

  This layer of magical protection is completely different from the standing elemental shield, it's the purest magic directly released, without going through any incantation.

  As soon as Lin Lei's Fury Storm struck, he felt something was off. The intense and muffled explosion sound was entirely caused by the collision of two magical elements. If it had directly hit Bathelos, it wouldn't have created such a massive commotion. Just one blast of flames would have been enough to engulf him instantly.

  So after he released the magic, without even taking a second glance at Bathshelor, his gaze shifted to the banquet hall. The layer of magic was too strange and powerful, and his interest in the person who had released this protective magic was even greater than his interest in killing Bathshelor.

  "Hey there young fellow, are you Ferre?" Just then, a hoarse voice came from a quiet corner of the banquet hall.

  Lin Li followed the hoarse voice and saw an old man wearing a gray mage robe.

  The old man looked about the same age as Anduin, with white whiskers and hair, and a face full of wrinkles. He wore a grey robe that looked clean and tidy, and was a stark contrast to the disheveled Anduin from the Mountains of Sunset.