At the same time, countless streams of sparks roared out from the long, blazing cloak and surged towards the archmage.
The sudden burst of fire rain spread rapidly forward, turning the dark sky into a dazzling spectacle in a second.
Faced with the chaotic onslaught of flames, the archmage remained unmoved, pointing his spear forward.
Thousands of light arrows flew out from behind him, heading towards the oncoming rain of fire.
Boom—whoosh—
The two waves of attacks collided fiercely, and the dense offensives of both sides became increasingly intense, with the resulting shockwaves becoming more and more ferocious.
The light flickered and blurred, and the space became distorted and indistinct.
The countless mages on the ground remained expressionless, some speechless and frozen in place.
"..."
Whether this was a test or not, they didn't know.
But one thing they were absolutely certain of—
For both the archmage and Victor, the magic they unleashed during their standoff was effortless.
War magic, in their hands, was like pebbles picked up anywhere on the street.
Put whichever one you like.
"This...this is the battle between the world's two strongest mages..."
Many monks could only stand frozen in place, staring blankly at the sky.
Their pupils shimmered with an unusual light, and fleeting shadows moved within them.
That's right, the world's most recognized strongest mage.
Before Victor rose to prominence, the Archmage was the undisputed strongest mage.
Because in the eyes of all mages, the archmage is not only the founder of magic.
He was also the first to reach the unparalleled level of a sixth-tier mage.
Even the current councilors are only at the fifth-tier mage level on average.
The other universally acknowledged strongest mage is Viktor, the strongest mage in modern times.
One is the strongest mage in ancient times, and the other is the strongest mage in modern times.
Their duel inevitably gives people a sense of a fateful battle.
As if guided by fate, this is the battlefield that will determine who is the strongest mage from ancient times to the present.
However……
Will we win?
In people's hearts, a sense of unease arose regarding this most powerful mage since ancient times.
Heimhorn also shares the same concerns.
now,
Although he said that sentence in a very relaxed manner.
But in reality, he really didn't know how to get involved.
Indeed, Heimhorn's concerns were not about the Archmage.
It's actually meaningless who won or lost, because Heimhorn doesn't know whether the Archmage and Victor reached some kind of agreement.
His concern was...
If this continues, let's not even talk about whether these two can determine a winner.
The world will probably be destroyed before they even have a chance to settle their score...
However, at the same time, the archmage stopped his spell.
What happened next seemed to dispel the doubts of many mages and humans.
"We will win."
At this moment, countless chaotic magical energies surged forth from all directions, their concentration astonishing.
The dazzling magical light obscured the dim sky, and the patterns and runes weaved and merged within the light, appearing even more sacred.
They merged together, as if forming a sealed, magical network.
Various magical totems seemed to come alive, leaping and dancing in the air, even assuming fighting stances.
Magic drives the operation of countless arrays, and also gives these patterns and symbols a life beyond reason.
The lights intertwined, their colors constantly shifting.
The Grand Mage's arms were wrapped in layers of arrays resembling bracelets, with twisting colors and interconnected patterns.
Two intense, heterochromatic lights also shone from his eyes, carrying an air of majesty and mystery.
At this moment, he was like a true god of magic.
"Come on, victor, I am your newest enemy!"
"Try to beat me, and then."
"To prevent the coming of Ragnarok."
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