Water Mage in the Flame Realm-Chapter 367 - 355: Tennis

When Liek sought Andrew for a deal, he specifically set up a magic barrier for sound insulation.

Perhaps because no one else knew about the "Blood of the Fire God" in his possession.

Maybe his reason for coming to the Outer Battlefield was to protect his secret, rather than solely to test himself.

In any case, he soundproofed it.

The "Desolate Language Series Magic" is magic of language, also about sound. Therefore, in soundproofing, it’s nearly invincible.

However, Andrew’s voice seemed to disregard the opponent’s soundproof measures, penetrated the sound insulation barrier, and subsequently... resonated throughout the venue!

"I never intended to be a traitor."

"Your proposed deal is rotten."

Upon hearing Andrew’s words, everyone present reacted similarly: "Has this kid gone mad? Doesn’t he care for his life?"

Earlier, when there was clearly an opportunity yet no attempt to break through, it was forgivable. But now, he refuses to surrender—this is definitely a refusal, not just a verbal refusal, offending the Saint Son, even if just for a moment of careless words, completely blocks the path of surrendering to save one’s life—this is sheer foolishness, a brainless move, isn’t it?

It’s crucial to know that during the conversation between Andrew and Liek, more reinforcements were already gradually arriving on the scene.

And the number was rapidly increasing, more and more!

With a boom, the sound insulation barrier shattered entirely.

Liek had actively blown up his own sound insulation barrier.

Liek glared at Andrew, his eyes flashing with rage, grinding his teeth in a sinister smile, "You brat, playing me?!"

Behind Liek, more powerful flame warriors were forming an increasing reinforcements force. Among them were Tier Seven flame warriors comparable in combat power to Liek, and even stronger ones! The First Saint Son’s status on this Outer Battlefield is extremely high, but many here have greater combat power than him.

And above Liek’s head, the enormous Flame Realm hovered, making Liek’s forward-leaning angry figure even more oppressive!

Seeing this, Andrew frowned slightly, speaking again with disdain, "Could you stand further away? You’re spraying saliva all over me."

Liek: "..."

For the first time, unrestricted killing intent appeared in the eyes of the First Saint Son.

Andrew, however, acted as if he hadn’t noticed the increasing forces behind Liek, nor did he care about the dagger tip hovering above his nape, continuing to grin, "I do have a proposal: How about I first take you out, then eliminate your subordinates and those reinforcements you’ve called, and finally finish off your superior? What do you think?"

The crowd: "??"

Not just Liek, the flame warriors behind Liek one by one fell silent.

If earlier they couldn’t comprehend why Andrew refused to break out or surrender, now the flame warriors seemed to understand a bit: this person... seems broken in the head.

A flame warrior whispered to a companion beside him, "When the Saint Son gives the order, we charge! First, we’ll take down that chick with the whale eye and get the most important whale eye."

"And that inexplicably brain-dead brat?"

"We catch him alive. Killing such a bizarre freak with a single punch isn’t too generous, is it? This brat cursed not only the Saint Son but also the ’Desolate Boss’, can’t we capture him and ’properly entertain’ him?"

"You mean...? Oh, got it, got it, haha, hahaha! Alright, we’ll do just that!"

While these two chatted and laughed quietly, flame warriors surrounded Andrew and Pasha, the enclosing circle was complete.

A formation like a drum barrel!

Everyone looked at Andrew in the center of the circle as if gazing at a dead man.

Encircled by enemies, Andrew still sat calmly on the water’s surface.

On the exterior, Andrew seemed suddenly lost in mind, speaking recklessly. It’s known that intentionally infuriating the enemy on the battlefield can be beneficial, but such humiliated, teasing demeanor towards opponents is actually disadvantageous.

The reason Andrew deliberately acted so theatrically was clear: "Liek’s secret is already understood. Knowing he can exert combat power surpassing his Tier Three status is entirely due to that drop of Blood of the Fire God."

The next step should be preparing to take out this guy.

Both parties seemed to sit harmoniously, negotiating, but intense unspoken confrontations never ceased.

Liek discreetly aimed the Flaming Dagger at Andrew’s nape.

Why wouldn’t Andrew have secret maneuvers too?

Most importantly, if you have reinforcements arriving, don’t I have mine?

Including Liek, all present from the Magic Guild were drawn by Andrew’s "arrogant to the point of laughter stance," capturing nearly all their attention. The remaining focus was left for Pasha, or rather the whale eye in Pasha’s hand.

What no one noticed was: one by one, invisible, fluffy, elegantly yet adorably, fox-like magical tendrils emerged behind Andrew, quietly stretching out, dipping into the water, then diving past the surrounding barrier, accelerating towards every direction, swiftly extending!

These invisible magic tails extended while sensing, searching.

Upon detecting the presence of a water magician, they would immediately rush over, gently connecting to them.

In a short time, Andrew had already found many scattered water magicians through this method.

It was like an invisible magic network cast with Andrew as the source, as the axis.

Moreover, this network continued expanding!

With this invisible connection network swiftly forming, the peculiar resonance, the sense of resonance emerged once again.

More importantly, this time the resonance came from the soul, not just physical, magical, magic-power resonance.

"It’s still the same phrase, I really... should have done this long ago!"

Andrew’s soul was vibrating excitedly, just like the water magicians facing those magical tails.

The same sensation, previously when confessing his origins and intentions to Pasha, no longer hiding his identity, Andrew had felt it too!

That naturally led Andrew to think: "Water magicians fleeing to this Outer Battlefield during ancient times have long since died of old age through endless years, right? Even the human race strong in the Realm of Magic can’t survive this long.

In other words, today’s water magicians on this Outer Battlefield were all born here, growing in this Outer Domain. They’re one hundred percent part of this world.

I can resonate with every grass and tree here on this Outer Battlefield, naturally, I can resonate with the native water magicians here!"

——Actual testing showed, the intensity of resonance when connecting with the kindred here, was even stronger than the former resonance Andrew had established with the air, ocean, islands, grass and trees, natural living beings here.

Swoosh! The last invisible fox tail extended out, after linking to a water magician, completely halted.

Andrew quietly had connected all dispersed water magicians on this battlefield, or rather the entire planet except for the Black Whale Headquarters above the clouds, together through himself.

As if netting a planet with those fox tails.