Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1399 - 399: Double Control

Chapter 1399: Chapter 399: Double Control

The seasoned ruffian propped his chin and pondered deeply, gradually sensing that David’s abilities were profound and inscrutable!

His "Blade of Flames" launched with his right foot clearly utilized a special angle, relying on an immense flying arc to create an illusion for all spectators, and then striking the target unexpectedly with perfect timing.

High-ranking mages all possess the "Locked Gaze" ability, so how could escaping magical interdictions from a Giant Dragon be easy?

Moreover, after the "Blade of Flames" had severed Prince Moore’s gem-studded crown, it disappeared without a trace, not harming any other Elves guards; the control over elemental mana was simply masterful! This was too difficult! Any mage could exert full power, but reducing the magnitude to such an extent was truly formidable!

This slight "Blade of Flames" nearly reached perfection in strength, angle, arc, and speed!

"Is this the true power of a naturally fire-inclined mage?" Liu Zhenhan scratched his head, constantly turning to look at Beckham, feeling bittersweet that humans will always have their share of brilliant talents!

Xiao Bei gave a polite bow to the boss, straightening up with a proud smile.

If handsomeness could kill, Liu Zhenhan would undoubtedly be shredded into pieces.

Prince Moore was surrounded by his escorts in the crowd, continuously scratching his head with his back drenched in sweat.

The eight Drow matriarchs reacted quickly, summoning creatures like Hell Stalkers and Horned Beasts from the abyss to guard them.

The shock from that "Blade of Flames" was genuinely terrifying!

The elder of the Shepherd-tree People, initially giving subtle hand signals and whispering lengthy and arcane incantations, couldn’t help but observe Beckham closely after witnessing the scene.

"David, when I have time, I’ll find you a pretty lady secretary to do your laundry and cooking!" Liu Zhenhan winked at Beckham, knowing he hadn’t married yet, like many mages who dedicate their entire lives to magic and handle personal affairs minimally.

Liu Zhenhan decided to firmly secure this magical genius; he had to be the mother hen, nurturing countless future mages for both Beamon and Feilengcui.

Beckham blushed embarrassingly.

At this moment, Prince Benitez atop the City Wall finally snapped back into reality, squinting at Liu Zhenhan and then smilingly nodded towards Beckham.

The Prince’s demeanor was excellent, maintaining his grace throughout.

"We Fallen Elves also have mages, if Richard is interested, I would not mind setting up a duel with one of them," the Prince continued smiling.

Liu Zhenhan turned to look at David, the Mage Commander of Feilengcui, who simply shrugged indifferently.

A Moore mage, riding a Blood Infant, immediately flew into the sky, his gaze nearly devouring Beckham alive.

"I am ’Wimbledon’ Shaliwen!" The blood mage introduced himself, his neck encircled by twenty-five swirling orbs of blood, still somewhat polite.

"Wimbledon" in Elvish means "leader," a term for a boss. With only forty-two high-ranking mages in Moore, he was undoubtedly one of the most prominent.

"I am Feilengcui’s first Mage Commander, David Beckham." The handsome mage nodded graciously in greeting toward his opponent, then swiftly lifted his foot, unleashing another "Blade of Flames."

Instant Magic!

Aegean mages are severely restricted by the harsh laws of elements, needing to chant to instantaneously cast a specific novice-level spell, usually requiring a senior title and extensive training---similarly constrained was the Battle Hymn’s solo control aura by this elemental law.

David’s move indirectly showcased his guild rank.

The swirling "Blade of Flames" made a swift loop in the air, throwing a striking arc, its tail flames dazzling.

Shaliwen’s Blood Infant, clearly a Wind System Magical Beast hatched from an egg, opened its mouth to launch a red and white "Arrow of Wind," attempting to intercept the "Blade of Flames."

Just like before, the "Arrow of Wind" indeed captured the trajectory of the "Blade of Flames," but unable to replicate the cunning arc, it veered off markedly in a blink.

Though Blood Magic is known for its speed, Shaliwen made no apparent preparations, and a "Dazzling Blood Arrow" promptly met the oncoming blade.

The "Blade of Flames" and the "Dazzling Blood Arrow" crossed in a flash, initially severing the "Light Shield" before bursting into a blinding spark on the face.

As for where Shaliwen’s "Dazzling Blood Arrow" ended up, heaven knows.

Everyone watching the duel felt a chill.

A high-level blood mage’s "Light Shield" should at least withstand an attack from a spell of the same level; how could it be defeated by a novice-level magic?

Shaliwen let out a pained cry, tumbling headfirst from the back of the Blood Infant.

His once lush and splendid hair was completely engulfed in fierce flames, burning rapidly and vigorously with a distinctive crackling sound of burning hair, turning him into a rapidly falling, flaming candle.