Water Mage in the Flame Realm-Chapter 381 - 369: I Could Have...
"No... impossible!" The female warrior chief almost immediately denied her own thought, "This couldn’t possibly be the main force!"
Her thoughts moved quickly, especially malicious ones, as fast as her sideways movement: "These damned water monkeys, occupying this Outer Battlefield like cockroaches for ages. We clearly had already broken through all their subdivisions before; they were obviously completely scattered by us!"
The female warrior chief couldn’t believe the scene of Water Mages riding the waves was real. It wasn’t stubbornness or a refusal to face reality, but the memory of her orchestrated siege and massacre of the Water Mages’ subdivisions was still vivid!
There’s simply no reason for them to regroup in such a short time!
"However, if it’s not real, then what is this scene in front of me?
Could it be... Illusion Technique?"
With this thought, the female warrior chief suddenly saw a light in front of her.
It seemed that every doubt in her mind immediately had an answer: "That’s right, what else could it be besides Illusion Technique? It must be Illusion Technique without a doubt! As for creating such a grand scene with Illusion Technique, what’s the ultimate goal—what else could it be? The Whale Eye! It has to be aimed at the Whale Eye!! These damned water monkeys want to blind us with this trick and then take the Whale Eye?! Yes, it must be this!"
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through the female warrior chief’s mind.
Her mouth curled as she considered herself to have seen through the rapidly approaching "Illusion Technique" from all directions.
She then abruptly turned her head to look again at Andrew, the current holder of the Whale Eye.
She sneered, intending to say: "I have to admit, the strategy is used well, is this your plan?"
Yet she didn’t say a word because upon turning her head and looking at Andrew again, the female warrior chief was astounded to discover: the figure holding the black spear, poised to impale her...
Wasn’t Andrew.
But rather, Pasha.
The female warrior chief: "..."
She truly felt confused.
Because if she remembered correctly, Andrew clearly wielded the spear to pierce her earlier, while Pasha seized the opportunity to sound the massive white horn.
Pasha clearly fell, unconscious, after sounding the horn with all his strength, sinking into the water!
The female warrior chief mistakenly thought that the counter-surrounding main force of Water Mages was the Illusion Technique.
Yet she hadn’t realized: the real Illusion Technique existed, but not outside the Flame Warrior’s encircling attack, rather within it.
Right beneath her very eyes!
What is illusory? What is real?
Andrew wielding the spear to pierce the female warrior chief was real, but after the piercing, it was actually Pasha who took over from Andrew holding the spear.
Thus, the one who truly sounded the horn was not Pasha, but Andrew.
The scene of Pasha sounding the horn and sinking into the water that the female warrior chief saw was truly... Illusion Technique!!
At this moment, Pasha replaced Andrew and was holding the female warrior chief with the spear.
Andrew’s figure, meanwhile, after disguising himself as Pasha to sink into the water, quietly maneuvered himself behind the female warrior chief.
In the female warrior chief’s view: Andrew not only did not break through but actively used the black rope to bind her, clearly adopting a stance of "holding her back."
So she naturally believed: Andrew would continue to prioritize delaying her. Because even though Andrew had just pierced her body with the spear, the naturally implied meaning of the move was to "hold back" rather than "kill."
She completely didn’t anticipate: After Andrew held her back, obtaining precious tactical advantage for the vanguard and main force, he would actually plan to kill her.
From a tactical standpoint, this was a sudden dramatic shift.
You think I’m holding you back so the army can first break through the Theban Battle Array? You think before that, I would only focus entirely on holding you back, without any other thoughts?
Sorry, precisely when you think I "only want to hold you back," I will kill you!
Actions do not have fixed forms, waters have no constant shapes.
In an instant, changing from "delay" to "attack and kill" requires a switch in spirit, magic power, muscles, magic, strategy... everything.
But the switch just completed naturally, as if the water flowed seamlessly.
The female warrior chief only felt an immense crisis enveloping her, causing her scalp to tingle, permeating her heart, soul, and every part of her being!
"Damn!!" The female warrior chief felt that every cell in her body was warning and screaming.
She didn’t dare to look back, but she knew a crisis approached from behind.
She didn’t dare to look back, but almost immediately knew the identity of the person behind!
"You want to kill me? You brat actually wants to kill me?!" The female warrior chief roared angrily.
The black Fire of Extinguishing surged from her body, then integrated into the Dragon Transformation Armor she wore, rendering the armor a pure black hue.
With the integration of the Fire of Extinguishing, the design and shape of the Dragon Transformation Armor changed accordingly.
Horizontal spikes quietly emerged from the armor.
The originally simple tactical gloves now transformed into a pair of crab pincers!
The female warrior chief’s aura became exceedingly violent, as if she would completely lose control the next second, transforming into a Desolate Beast, and that of a crab-like form.
However, she seemed to use some technique—perhaps it was the control of integrating the Fire of Extinguishing into the Dragon Transformation Armor—that allowed her to remain on the edge of losing control, but never truly fall into the abyss below.
She was still angrily roaring: "Want to kill me? You think you can do that? Where on earth do you get the confidence that you can kill—"
Swish!
Andrew appeared behind the female warrior chief, his body leaping up was not particularly agile, movements were somewhat stiff.
Hand acting as a blade, from top to bottom, slashing diagonally across the female warrior chief’s back.
As he slashed past the shoulder blade, there seemed to be a slight pause, as if encountering some sort of obstacle.
But almost instantly, the obstacle seemed to be overcome, continuing to cut downward.
Just like that, as the outer edge of the palm left the range of the female warrior chief’s body, Andrew’s own body also descended again due to gravity.
Throughout the entire process, there wasn’t even a sound of collision.
"The strongest offensive skill I currently master, is exactly that lance stab I used earlier, in the short term there’s no way to surpass it."
Andrew knew well in his heart, "Even the earlier heavy sword swordsmanship, in terms of sheer lethality, is not as potent as the battle spear. The attack power of the heavy sword is also strong, but it’s more inclined towards ’suppression’. That battle spear is pure ’offense and kill’.
In short, the strongest offensive skill, had just been used.
So, to kill the female warrior chief, it wasn’t about using an even stronger offensive skill, but rather: weakening her defenses, allowing the destructive power of that previous lance stab to fully unleash and manifest.
"Armor-Stripping Blade." Andrew’s feet returned to the surface of the water, exhaling a breath with a scent of blood, softly murmuring the name of that hand blade technique just used.
Simple and unadorned Armor-Stripping Blade.
Used even earlier, before the duel with Liek.
Stripped away the crab armor.
It’s enough!
The female warrior chief no longer roared angrily, she remained impaled on the black battle spear, lowered her head, looking at Andrew who had once again appeared in her sight, her face showing an extremely peculiar expression, as if still unable to believe it.
She was strong, her true abilities were indeed really strong.
Stronger than the Flame Turtle, stronger than the Dragon Lady.
Frankly, within the Magic Guild, aside from the three Earth Fire Scholars and Lord Desolate, only the first Grand Mage Holigar captured on the crimson battle lance had comparable strength.
She had even touched the threshold of War God Level!
If she could completely exhibit the unique technique she developed of "integrating the Fire of Extinguishing into the Dragon Transformation Armor to condense crab armor", she even felt she was standing on the War God Level domain, right at the threshold!
But... why hadn’t she been able to fully unleash it?
Simply hadn’t managed to use her true ability, she got stabbed in the chest by the spear, cut on the back by a blade!
Negligence?
Well, there was a little of that.
But it wasn’t entirely due to negligence. The female warrior chief’s eyes widened, staring fiercely at Andrew at the other end of the battle spear, internally screaming: "This kid... this damned brat... How on earth is he completely... defying the norm!!?"
She knew she hadn’t just lost due to negligence, but on the tactical level, she was utterly crushed!
No!
Can’t just die like this.
This is far too frustrating!
The news of her death reaching Lord Desolate, and back to the Scholar’s Fortress headquarters, would be laughed at!
I’m not defeated yet.
I can still fight!
I’m no longer considering any Saint Son, Whale Eye, main advance forces, or any True Illusion Techniques—
From now on, I will go all out, wholeheartedly to, kill this brat!
Nothing difficult about it.
I can do it!
I inherently could! As long as I fully focus, and stop thinking about those miscellaneous things!!
I...
I—
The female warrior chief didn’t continue thinking.
What she hadn’t realized was, the black crab armor on her body had quietly reverted back to ordinary Dragon Transformation Armor, and then, inch by inch, fragmented, failing to reveal her body beneath, but rather even her body was shattered along with it.
Fragmented armor along with the damaged flesh.
Fell into the water.
Sank down.
Never to rise again.
