Chapter 143: One-hit Knocking out a Tier 10
“Come what may, Lin Ming’s Tier is not high enough, his Dark Magic being merely Tier 9. It is too dangerous to be on the battlefield!” another Sage Tier Mage spoke in disagreement.
Usually, there would only be three Sage Tier Mages at most guarding the core—both sides had an agreement, and sometimes, there would only be one. Yet right now, there were four of them—all here for Lin Ming. Letting Lin Ming in the war was a mistake, and they didn’t understand why Gandulf would ever consent to it.
Lin Ming was their only hope of breaking through the Sage Tier. They couldn’t miss their chance and await the cessation of their lives. They must protect Lin Ming at all costs.
“You are underestimating Lin Ming—he is the revolution, and there is no possibility anything terrible could befall him,” Gandulf sighed, and he chuckled next. “My disciple has always been wild. I cannot hold him back.” He motioned at the battlefield. “Look at him. Strictly speaking, no Tier 10 could even do real harm to the kid.”
The other mages turned to where Gandulf was motioning. Lin Ming was currently fighting against a Tier 9 Underworld Secret Swordsman. Just as the opponent was about to strike, Lin Ming cast Dark Magic, slaughtering him.
“A Tier 10 Berserker!” a Sage Tier Mage shouted. Complying with the rules, he couldn’t block the attack as they were on the defensive side. The interference of Sage Tiers would’ve mopped the entire world. The mages continued to stick their eyes on the battlefield nervously.
Gandulf was on edge too, for what was about to happen to Lin Ming—he was facing a Tier 10 Underworld creature, its strength more than triple of those from their side.
“Wheels of Wrath!” Lin Ming summoned.
The surrounding ally Tier 10 experts gushed towards Lin Ming—not to save him, but to kill the Underworld minion before it could do further damage. They thought Lin Ming would be dead for sure.
“You’re strong!” The alien spoke in the same language as Lin Ming’s world would. “I shall end your life!” The Tier 10 Berserker noticed how Lin Ming eradicated a Tier 9 in a single blow, and Lin Ming caught his attention.
Boom!
The Underworld berserker swung two gigantic axes down.
Lin Ming met the axes head-on without wielding any defensive spiritual treasure—the best defense is a good offense. “Wheels of Wrath!”
The collision sent the berserker flying a hundred feet away. He tried to steady his trembling arms—it took him by surprise how a Tier 7 Mage could unleash such power.
The few Tier 10 warriors that had just arrived at the scene flinched, seeing how it turned out.
“Nightfall!” Lin Ming snorted. As the surrounding suddenly fell into darkness, he disappeared into thin air.
The berserker panicked—he shouldn’t have provoked Lin Ming.
“Black Fire!” Lin Ming cast a Tier 10 spell.
Roar!
What came after the berserker’s howling was the dark curtain fading away, and the berserker had vanished without a trace.
“What the—” The Tier 10 experts were speechless. They had to take turns in tiring out an opponent of the same level, costing them a long period and even injuring or killing themselves in the process. But Lin Ming, a Tier 7 Fire Mage, one-hit knocked out a Tier 10 Underground warrior. What kind of power did he possess? There weren’t even ashes from the remains—was it all their imagination?
Outside the battlefield, the spectators were dumbstruck—especially the Sage Tier Mages.
“What… I-I didn’t imagine things, did I?” A mage uttered out as he rubbed his eyes in disbelief. “He killed a Tier 10 in one blow?”
The Sage Tier Mages exchanged glances, unsure of what to say next, doubting the existence of life itself, even. Who in the world was Lin Ming? They were wrong, so wrong in worrying Lin Ming would’ve gotten hurt. How naive! No one could ever harm Lin Ming—he was invincible in the warzone.
A mage who’d recovered from shock asked, “The flame he cast back there—was it Black Fire?”
“It was, indeed.”
“With such flames, it’s not surprising that he could knock out a Tier 10 instantly.”
A Tier 10 Berserker would stand no chance defending from the Black Fire’s power. Lin Ming had released it only because he wanted to test its formidable force.
“A Tier 7 Fire Magic with the ability to cast a Tier 10 Black Fire. I am impressed, Gandulf,” the mage next to Gandulf said.
“How do you think he became our only opportunity in breaking through?” Gandulf replied in pride.