Chapter Seventy: Leap

  Cromwell was filled with absolute confidence in this duel.

  After breaking through the 13th level, that unprecedented sense of power left Cromwell exceptionally intoxicated. He believed that among the younger generation of Gallos, there was no one who could be his opponent, including that Ferre who had once made him feel fear.

  The shame of being in the Jade Tower at first must be washed away with blood.

  When responding to Old Meilin's words, Cromwell had already begun planning how to kill his opponent as cruelly as possible. Merely humiliating him with language was not enough; it was insufficient to wash away the shame on his own body. That magician named Ferry must bleed out every last drop of blood and die in endless pain and regret!

  "There are two pieces of equipment in the basement, just put them in the third hidden compartment on the right side of the entrance. I told you how to open it before, now go get them."

  "Yes, father."

  A moment later, Cromwell returned before Old Merlin, wearing a wizard's robe and carrying a staff.

  "These two things were originally intended to be given to you after you became a mage, but unexpectedly...” Old Melin looked at the two equipment again and thought of Kerenwell's lifelong inability to improve, and his heart couldn't help but feel somewhat dim.

  "It's all right, Father; I'm a mage too now."

  "En." Old Mei Lin nodded, reached out and took the staff: "This ancient staff has never been used by me before. It has been passed down in the Mei Lin family for over a dozen generations and can be said to be the most powerful equipment among the family's secret treasures. Take a look at this magic crystal, what do you feel?"

  "A very powerful magic, at least above level 15."

  "Not bad......" Old Merlin nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyes: "This is an 18th-level magic crystal. In addition to amplifying the power of magic, it also has a greatest secret that only the patriarchs of the Merlin family have known for generations... This 18th-level magic crystal can be activated through a special method. When it is activated, you will get a chance to cast a spell beyond five levels..."

  Cromwell took a deep breath, what kind of concept is this fifth-level spell... Take himself as an example, he was a 13th-level mage, if he activated that magic crystal, he would be able to cast an 18th-level magic, such a terrifying level of magic, even enough to defeat Old Merlin and Grian!

  "And this soul seal robe..." Old Mei Lin put down his staff and picked up the grey mage robe: "It has an anti-demon attribute attached to it, wearing it will greatly reduce your chances of being harmed by low-level magic. Additionally, it also has sixteen scroll spaces, before the duel begins, I will prepare sixteen scrolls for you."

  "I understand, Father." Cromwell looked at the two pieces of equipment, but his eyes were somewhat disapproving. He thought Old Merlin was making a big deal out of nothing. Now that he was already a 13th-level mage, even if he faced off against the heads of other magical families, he might not be at a disadvantage. That Ferre was at most an 8th or 9th level, and Cromwell could easily crush him with his own strength alone, without needing any equipment to help him.

  "Don't you think I'm making a big deal out of something small?" With Old Mei Lin's discerning eye, how could she not see what Cromwell was thinking? This made Old Mei Lin feel somewhat helpless. Although Cromwell had grown up a lot after the setback at the Emerald Tower, that arrogant and dismissive personality had never thoroughly changed.

  "Dad, I think..."

  "It goes without saying." Cromwell wanted to make excuses for a couple of sentences, but Old Merlin was somewhat tired and waved his hand: "In order to avoid distracting you, there is one thing I haven't told you. That day outside the Emerald Tower, before Grian came out, I tried to suppress that Ferre with my spiritual power. Do you know what the result was?"

  Cromwell was taken aback for a moment, and there was some surprise in his gaze at Old Merlin.

  "Ugh..." Old Merlin sighed: "The Magic Guild also doesn't know what luck they have, actually producing a genius like that. Not only is he an apothecary, but he also has terrifying magical talent. His spiritual power is stronger than any magician I've ever seen. At the time, if I hadn't used my Great Mage-level strength to suppress him, it's possible that before Grian came out, the Merlin family's reputation would have already been ruined by me..."

  "...Cromwell, although arrogant, was not a complete idiot, especially after breaking through the thirteenth level of magic, he understood more than before what immense profound power meant to a magician..."

  "Don't underestimate your opponent, and don't forget that he's also a pharmacist..." Old Merlin carefully handed two pieces of equipment to Cromwell: "There are still seven days until the duel. You have the chance to complete the final ritual. If you can break through level 14 within these seven days, then this duel will be truly won by the Merlin family."

  "I understand, Father." Cromwell nodded heavily, took the two sets of equipment and backed out of the room, quietly closing the door behind him.

  ……

  At the same time, inside the Jade Tower, Lin Li was knocked down once again by Ouyang Feng's flying needles.

  "It seems you need a bit of luck..." Meanwhile, the victorious Old Green's expression was somewhat relieved. If he hadn't cast his spell too quickly and triggered the magic backlash, he might have lost himself.

  This young man's progress is really too fast, Andurin was indeed not wrong, he is a true magical genius, such a promotion speed, enough to make any magician jealous, at the beginning, using the power of the magic guide level, can still easily defeat him, but in these few days, he has been making leaps and bounds every day, until today, I actually need to rely on luck to win.

  Every time he walked into this hall, Old Green felt that the person standing in front of him was a stranger.

  That feeling is too weird, they look exactly the same but their abilities are completely different.

  From being completely helpless from the start to being able to exchange blows with himself, all within less than ten days. Old Green had lived for over a hundred years and had never seen such a monster before. It was as if he was born to learn magic, especially that terrifying combat talent, which made Old Green feel chilled just thinking about it.