MTL - The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game-Chapter 44 can't lose

  Chapter 44 Can't Lose

  Lin En tapped the armrest of the seat lightly with his fingertips, but his eyes never left the video in front of him.

  The battle in the video is not intense, and even slightly weird.

   After the two saluted, it was Wilmot's opponent who took the lead.

  Wilmott's opponent is named Eddie Butler, and he is at the top of the second grade in terms of combat power.

  The reason is that the magic it masters is extremely destructive fire elemental magic.

Among magicians, the magic of the fire element is one of the few types of magic that has strong combat effectiveness from low-level to high-level—compared to small water **** that can only be used to wash hands and face, or can only be used The lighting technique used to find the coins that fell under the bed, the fire elemental magic is indeed too strong.

  Of course, since Butler is considered to be the top combat power in the second grade, the magic he masters will naturally not be low-level magic like Little Fireball.

  【Splitting Sky Demon Flame】, gold level, can summon a flaming meteor that falls from the sky, and the power when it explodes is enough to dye the surrounding area into a sea of ​​flames.

   If it is in an open space, the impact of this skill may not be that great, but the freshman confrontation is a group arena, and Butler's large-scale AOE magic should have an infinite advantage.

   However, Butler lost.

  During the battle between the two, Wilmot always walked around the ring in a playful posture, his lips kept murmuring, as if he had been saying something.

As for his opponent, it seemed that because Wilmot's words and illusions were disturbed, every time the magic was released, it was completely inaccurate, either it was placed on the enchantment, or it was far away from the real opponent, and it was blown away. Not to Wilmot.

If Butler hadn't tricked Wilmot at the last moment by pretending to be out of magic power and refusing to fall down, so that when he came up to make up the knife, he was accidentally hit by the [Splitting Magic Flame] released with Butler's own coordinates, Well, Wilmot will win this game with an extremely relaxed attitude.

   "Ka—"

  The picture on the video freezes at the moment when Wilmot Station is hit by flames and flies out backwards.

The moment he flew out, the flame ignited his clothes, and it was at this moment that Lynn saw the faint bullet on Wilmot's left chest through the burned holes in his clothes. imprint.

   There are not many places where the mark is exposed, but the rose petal-like mark can still be vaguely seen, as well as a small circle connected by something.

  In an instant, a mark that I have drawn many times in my mind gradually overlapped with the mark on the screen.

   And, almost a perfect fit.

   "This person, no, I can only say that he is most likely a member of the Rose Society."

  Lin En's eyes gradually became serious.

  Although he was distracted by the freshman contest, he never forgot that the Rose Knot Society threatened him and his family.

  If the mark on Wilmot's body really belongs to the Rose Society's mark, no wonder he would say that he is interested in himself.

  He always carries the stone that hides the "goddess" on his body!

  Because I am a believer of the **** of color/evil, I will be attracted by stones that contain the breath of the **** of color/evil, so I am interested in myself.

   Taking a deep breath, Lynn heaved a sigh of relief and calmed down.

   The above are just his own guesses.

  The recorded imprint on the video is only a little after all, and he is also relying on associations for comparison, there may be errors, and he is not completely sure.

  What if it’s just a tattoo shaped like a rose? What if the reason why people are interested in me is really just because they are curious about seeing similar magicians?

  Before witnessing it with his own eyes, Lynn cannot arbitrarily draw conclusions.

   Tapping the armrest lightly, Lynn suddenly had a decision in his mind.

  Before, he participated in the freshman competition with the idea of ​​honing himself. Victory is important, but it is not the only requirement. But now, he has a reason that he must not give up.

  Information about the Rose Society has been cut off for a long time, even Irene, it is difficult to find something from the unclear information.

   It is rare to see such an opportunity in front of him now, and it is impossible for Lynn to give up.

   After all, it is related to the safety of your loved ones.

  Parents are okay, not to mention their own abilities, and there are enough people around them.

   But Reg and Rosalind are not so reassuring.

  As the eldest brother in the family, the sense of responsibility he has been given since childhood makes it impossible for him to let any slight threat affect his younger siblings.

   "Until I meet Wilmot, I absolutely cannot lose."

  He wants to personally solve the mystery of whether it is as he thought.

   "The second round, Ring No. 3, first-year Lynn Blazer, against third-year Scott Ball!"

"Game start!"

  Scott Pole looked at the calm opponent in front of him, and squeezed the staff in his hand tightly, with such force that even his knuckles were slightly white.

  During the rest time on the field, because Lynn's methods were too weird, and he was a freshman, it was inevitable that everyone would discuss it.

   "Tell me, if we meet that kid, what method should we use to avoid or break his magic."

   "If you want me to say, just don't talk to him. Isn't all illusionists like this? They use language to induce the construction of phantoms, so that people will fall into the phantom inadvertently."

   "It's easy to say, look at Wilmot, everyone knows what his methods are, but who can really crack his magic?"

   "You also said, that is Wilmot, that kid is just a freshman, can he compare with Wilmot?"

   "That's right, he's just a freshman who has only been in the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers for more than a month. No matter how strong his mastery of magic is, it won't be much stronger."

"One more thing, since he is a freshman, his magic power is absolutely impossible to maintain this magic for a long time. After meeting him, just remember firmly in your heart, don't walk around, don't move, until his magic power is exhausted, wait Can't the referee win the verdict?"

   "I think what you think may be a bit too complicated."

   "No matter how difficult the illusionist is to deal with, he doesn't have any offensive means after all. We just need to throw magic at the place where people are after we play, isn't it all right?"

   "The best way to break the illusion is to solve the illusionist?"

   "It seems. Also."

  Taking a deep breath, Scott Pole decided to use the last and most simple and direct method to deal with the other party.

  He raised his staff, mobilized magic power, chanted spells, and built a magic circle.

   At the moment when his magic circle was lit up, patches of fog suddenly rose in the arena, and the temperature also dropped sharply at the same time.

  【Frozen】

  “.”

In Lin En's field of vision, the water element in the air was collected in an instant, and was forcibly condensed into ice flowers by special magic power. Almost at the moment when he tried to retreat, several ice walls suddenly appeared around him were completely blocked Action, as long as a moment later, he will be completely blocked in this area.

  At that time, he will gradually lose his ability to act due to the ever-decreasing temperature, and eventually lose resistance completely, leading to defeat.

   At this time, how to break the game.

If one had powerful destructive magic, one could forcefully break through the blockade, but unfortunately, Lin En did not master that kind of magic, and it was impossible to just look at it with the blade of the staff in his hand, or let Bing Bing come out to scratch the wall. It is almost impossible to break such a thick ice wall before it is fully constructed.

   "Our third graders, no matter how you say it, have practiced a few years longer than your freshmen."

Seeing that the ice was about to be completed, Scott's face was obviously relaxed: "You can beat the second graders, firstly, they don't pay too much attention to you, and they regard you as a stepping stone that can be easily stepped on, secondly, you It’s really good to use it as a means of concealment. But when your little tricks are exposed, in the face of absolute strength crushing, you will never be able to repeat the old tricks again.”

   "You, throw in the towel"

   "Kacha—"

  A piece of broken ice was chopped off by the long sword and fell to the ground.

Scott subconsciously wanted to raise his eyes to see the situation, but after remembering that the other party might be an illusionist, he immediately forcibly suppressed his movements, turned his head down to look at the falling piece of ice, and prepared to continue mobilizing his magic power , to accelerate the formation of ice packs.

   However, when he turned his gaze to the piece of ice, he saw an unexpected scene.

  Under the sun, the ice cube made of magic power reflects light slightly, and an upturned face is suddenly reflected on its mirror-like surface.

  The first grader was looking at himself through the mirror reflection formed by the ice.

  He had a faint smile on his face, gentle brows and eyes, as clean as a piece of white paper.

  Scott didn't care what his opponent was laughing at, because the moment he met those deep black eyes, Scott suddenly felt that he seemed to see himself.

   And, his father.

  (end of this chapter)