"Boom!"
When the blazing flames exploded in front of the Beizut Family's gate, the originally tense square was instantly filled with a murderous atmosphere.
Mordo mercilessly unleashed the magic of [Blazing Spear] in Shane's direction, causing explosive flames to shoot out like a fiery spear, striking in front of the Beizut Family's gate, dyeing the entire area in fiery red.
The power of upper-level flame magic was on full display; even without a complete chanting, it carried immense might, turning the area in front of the Beizut Family's gate into scorched earth.
Amidst such astonishing flames, Shane stood as if facing the wind, his stance unwavering in the fire, not even a hem of his clothing singed.
"Bang!"
A shock of magical power emanated from Shane, dispersing the flames surrounding him, blowing them all away.
"...!"
Mordo's expression changed slightly, yet he knew that relying solely on [Blazing Spear] was not going to faze Shane.
The opponent was a Hero.
Moreover, possibly one who had already surpassed the Legendary level, reaching the Limit Level, a level unattainable for ordinary beings.
Though Mordo was proud, he wasn't foolish enough to anger without considering how Shane just subdued everyone with mere magic power.
Therefore, Mordo was already mentally prepared for the first attack to be fruitless.
"—Fire—"
Thus, Mordo began to chant the spell and raised his Magic Wand.
"Buzz!"
The gem at the top of the wand started to emit a blinding light, even trembling.
"Mordo is serious now."
Misji, having retreated some distance, looked at Mordo with eyes beginning to flicker.
Joseph too moved to Misji's side.
"I remember, Lord Mordo's unique skill isn't about affecting magic directly, but rather uniquely affects the magic weapons and magic tools used, right?"
Joseph turned towards Misji.
"That's right." Misji nodded and said, "Lord Mordo's unique skill [Magic Guide] greatly amplifies the power of the magic weapons and magic tools he uses, even enhancing the effects of the magic potions, raising the potential of any magical equipment he uses to more than three times the normal level."
This is the ultimate skill that made Mordo famous.
"A mage's wand already amplifies magical power and reduces magic consumption, but with the amplification of [Magic Guide], the wand used by Lord Mordo becomes terrifyingly powerful, greatly enhancing the power of the magic he uses, making it many times greater than that of a mage of the same level."
Misji explained this proudly.
"Because of his unique skill, our nation pulled out all the stops to prepare a wand for him, the very one he uses now."
"That wand is of the highest specifications, claimed to be a once-in-a-thousand-years rarity by dwarf clan's magic weapon forging masters; aside from the Divine Race's treasure, the Staff of Nature, there's no wand across all of Omni Potanssen that surpasses it."
"Such a wand, coupled with the amplification of [Magic Guide], in my opinion, in terms of pure power, excluding the suppression against the Demon Clan, it is not inferior to a regular Holy Sword."
"It's called the Magic Wand, a magic weapon tailor-made for our country's strongest mage."
As Misji explained, the light emanating from Mordo's wand reached its zenith.
"[Annihilation Dragon Flame]."
Mordo's chant fell decisively.
In the next moment, scorching flames appeared out of thin air, swirling and ascending around Mordo, much like two fire dragons, first ascending steadily before twisting around to form a fiery storm, rushing towards Shane.
The high temperature burned the atmosphere, making the scene unbelievably hot.
The fiery dragon's flame, as if a roaring fire dragon, surged towards Shane, aiming to swallow him whole.
"Tch."
High above, You Lin sneered disdainfully at the scene.
"This magic..."
Shane stood there, his gaze fixed on the incoming roaring fire dragon, pondering deeply.
Mordo's magic had far exceeded the domain of upper-level magic.
Its power, though not comparable to his celestial magic, was indeed the strongest flame magic Shane had seen to date.
As another user of flame magic, Merica's magic was worlds apart from Mordo's in comparison.
If no protective measures were taken, being directly hit by such magic would be too much even for a Limit Level expert.
Unfortunately...
"You've met me."
Shane didn't draw his sword but chanted directly.
"[Grant·Dispel]."
Vast magical power surged forth, transforming into invisible ripples, meeting the two incoming fire dragons.
"Whoosh—!"
Like a breeze blowing through, the roaring fire dragons were instantly dispelled by the invisible magical ripples, turning into sparks, dissipating into the world.
"It's not over yet!"
Mordo's pupils narrowed, and he shouted, raising his wand high, chanting continuously, casting one formidable spell after another.
There were flame spells, thunder spells, and storm spells; he had it all.
These three types of magic were what Mordo had mastered over decades of dedication and had all reached Level 10 by now.
Hence, Mordo spared no effort in casting one spell after another, each being upper-level magic, and far more powerful than typical upper-level magic, leaving others in awe.
But, faced with all these spells that could level the surrounding area and burn the entire Noble District to ashes, Shane stood there with a calm expression, chanting a brief spell.
"[Grant·Dispel]."
Just like that, waves of magic power instantly dispelled one powerful spell after another, making those spells appear and vanish like a mirage, dazzling everyone present.
If it weren't for the extremely dense magical residue lingering in the air, those present might have considered everything just a moment ago as an illusion.
"How is this possible...!?"
Mordo's eyes widened, his tone full of disbelief.
It wasn't just Mordo; even Misji, who initially had a face full of pride, lost his smile.
In contrast, Shane hadn't moved a single step and even frowned.
"Is that all?" Shane bluntly stated, "I told you, as long as you cross this line, that's enough. You should stop standing there constantly blasting me with magic and run a couple of steps, maybe then you'd cross the line?"
Shane said this seriously.
"You...!"
Mordo's face contorted.
He really wished he could burn the entire Beizut Family to ashes.
Yet Shane, standing there like a giant mountain, suffocated him with the rise and fall of his magical power.
"I don't believe it!"
Mordo shouted unwillingly, raised his magic wand, and prepared to cast magic once again.
However...
"It seems that's all you've got, better switch to someone else."
Shane, as if he had lost patience, executed an instant movement and appeared right in front of him.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, Mordo's abdomen took a heavy knee blow.
"Ugh...!"
Mordo cried out in agony and collapsed on the spot.
"Lord Mordo!"
Misji couldn't keep calm any longer upon witnessing this scene.
Beside him, Joseph had already drawn his sword.
Shane's unpredictable presence stimulated even this renowned Sword Saint to react out of defensive instinct.
A gentle breeze appeared around this Holy Sword, as if wrapping around him, causing his clothes to flutter.
Shane promptly turned his gaze, looking at Joseph.
"Is it your turn next?"
Shane asked with a playful smile.
Upon seeing this, Joseph remained silent but charged forward suddenly like a swift wind.
His speed was astonishing, and during his charge, waves of breeze continuously surged around him, making his aura continuously rise.
The onlookers immediately recognized the ability Joseph was utilizing at that moment.
"It's appearing! Joseph the Sword Saint's unique skill ———— [Wind Spirit Surrounding]!"
As a legendary-level powerhouse renowned across the continent twenty-five years ago, it was this ability that enabled Joseph to be so glorious.
It is the power to attract the wind magic in the atmosphere, allowing wind magic to surround oneself, significantly increasing sensitivity and mobility.
This ability was a unique skill that awakened when Joseph was born, and because of its existence, the Goddess Silph, who controls the wind, personally blessed him, granting him the protection of the Wind God.
With the Wind God's protection, combined with the power of [Wind Spirit Surrounding], Joseph's speed was reputedly the first among the Human Race, outshining even the older generation of legendary-level powerhouses in his younger days.
For this reason, Joseph even created a set of sword skills tailored to himself, becoming known to the world under the name of the Human Race's First Swordsman and earning the title of Wind Sword Saint.
After twenty-five years, this reclusive Sword Saint finally revealed his sharpness once again.
That wind-borne figure almost instantly reached Shane.
"Swish, swish, swish...!"
The next second, countless sharp winds slashed toward Shane.
No, those weren't winds.
They were sword lights.
One after another, continuously, forming a storm of sword lights.
Countless sword lights exploded with astonishing speed, landing on Shane's body.
"Clang, clang, clang...!"
Soon, the scene where the sword lights seemed to slash steel, sparking fire, appeared.
"What...!?"
Joseph was startled.
Imprinted in his eyes was Shane's face, half smiling and half not.
"Keep slashing, maybe you'll break the skin?"
As soon as the words fell, a fist suddenly approached Joseph's eyes.