Chapter 212 I'm not playing anymore, this is definitely cheating
Aaron looked up at the magic book in Weihet's hand, then glanced at the juvenile Holy Dragon flying around on the ceiling, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
He had a huge advantage in this duel; his magic energy was one tier higher than his opponent's, and besides lasting longer, the magic he released would also be more powerful.
Abby could now transform into a three-meter-long Holy Dragon, significantly increasing both his attack and defense, and the destructive power of his dragon breath would be no weaker than a high-level magic array.
In addition, he could use all means, while the opponent could only use elemental magic arrays.
With these three factors combined, his chances of winning were very high, but Aaron still felt a subtle unease.
"How are your deliberations coming along?" Weihet picked his ear and said indifferently, "Don't waste class time. If you don't want to, then forget it."
Hearing this, Aaron gritted his teeth, and his fists clenched, making a creaking sound.
"I accept."
"You didn't disappoint me." Weihet chuckled, placing the magic book in his hand into a dark space. "If you don't even have the courage to seize the immediate benefits, then you will surely miss out on greater benefits in the future."
"I wasn't thinking that far ahead." Aaron waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Fortune favors the bold. No matter when, the brave thrive, and the timid starve.
If I lose this competition, I'll just get a beating, but if I win, I can earn a magic book. There's no reason not to take a gamble."
After speaking, Aaron gestured, and a deep, profound incantation came from his mouth.
Abby, who was entertaining himself, suddenly paused, then quickly flew to Aaron's head, staring gravely at Weihet opposite him.
"Dragon language?
Interesting. Your butler never told me about that."
"There's a lot you don't know!" Aaron said somewhat proudly, but he also knew that to win this competition, he might not be able to hide his trump cards beyond his thought forms.
"Can we start?" Weihet said indifferently, "I'll give you the first move."
"Don't regret it." Aaron sneered, then pulled out his wand and winked at Abby: Cover me.
Abby nodded slightly, his body suddenly increasing a hundredfold in size, and a holy white glow flashed across his dense scales.
Aaron, seizing the appearance of the 'cover,' lightly tapped his wand against himself and disappeared from his original spot.
Weihet's combat experience was a thousand times richer than his, and he had never made a move before. A direct confrontation was the worst option. He could only first try to test his ancestor's strength and then adapt accordingly.
Roar!
Abby roared, spewing scorching dragon breath from his mouth.
"Wow!"
Weihet's lips curved slightly, and his hands clasped together instantly.
An ice-blue magic array flashed before him, and a thick ice wall blocked the flames.
The three-meter-tall Holy Dragon circled and flew, using his fangs and claws as weapons, launching an assault against the benevolent-looking old man opposite him.
Weihet didn't dodge or evade, watching the scene with interest.
A yellow magic array slowly rotated beneath his feet, and a row of earth spikes rose from the ground.
Seeing this, Abby had no choice but to abandon his attack, flying upward with the momentum, narrowly avoiding the wave of spikes.
Although he was confident that his scales could block these earth spikes, he was only a two-year-old child, and these needles would still hurt a lot if they hit him.
Aaron, watching secretly, was astonished. He finally understood why Ancestor Weihet was so confident; he had almost turned instant intermediate magic arrays into an art form.
"You have a rather good battle pet, but it's a pity he's too young, otherwise, in my current state, he wouldn't be easy to deal with." Weihet sighed, and soon a look of surprise appeared on his face. "Your Disillusionment Charm is well-used. This isn't a spell a Wizard of your age should be able to master.
However, a word of advice: it's best not to use this kind of magic in front of Wizards stronger than you."
"I know." Aaron's voice came from all directions. "But your current strength is one tier weaker than mine. Unless you cheat, it won't be easy to find me."
"That's true." Weihet didn't deny it. "But that doesn't mean I don't have other methods."
As his voice fell, he raised his right hand.
A few seconds later, a huge blue magic array appeared on the ceiling.
Drizzling rain fell from above, and the entire Chamber of Secrets was like being in a rain curtain.
"Holy crab!" Aaron couldn't help but let out a roar. "I didn't know water-attribute magic arrays could be used this way, and maintaining this magic must consume a lot, right!"
"Just finish the battle before the magic energy runs out." Weihet said as a matter of course, then looked at the blurry figure soaked by the rain. "Found you."
A crimson magic array appeared, and fierce flames shot out towards the figure.
Damn it!
Aaron cursed under his breath, quickly flicking his wand.
The tip of the wand emitted a crimson light, and fierce flames instantly burst forth, colliding with Weihet's attack.
Although he could also engrave intermediate magic arrays, he needed time, and it was not as straightforward as using a spell. He believed that with the magic energy of an intermediate Archmage, he could deal with a low-level Archmage.
However, Aaron's confidence quickly crumbled.
The flames released by Weihet gradually grew, even overpowering his spell, and their power continued to increase.
"This is impossible, you must be cheating." Aaron said incredulously, "A low-level Archmage's magic power absolutely cannot overpower mine."
"Child, you don't even know what's possible.
An intermediate magic array certainly won't work, but a high-level magic array might. What do you think?"
Aaron blinked, suddenly understanding something, and turned his head to look opposite him.
In the flickering firelight, a red magic array was vaguely visible, but red runes had grown on its outer magic ring, and its range was constantly expanding, transforming into a high-level magic array.
"This is even possible?"
Aaron's eyes widened, somewhat unable to process it.
He had been quite smug, after all, being able to engrave an ultimate magic array at this age was one in a million, but compared to this ancestor who claimed to be the number one in magic arrays, he was simply trash.
"Of course, it is." Weihet laughed. "Aren't you seeing it now?
Also, don't overthink it. This was just my basic operation during my time as a low-level Archmage."
Aaron looked at the flames close at hand, his face turning particularly ugly. Hard-hitting really wouldn't work!
"Abby, move."
The Holy Dragon immediately flew behind Weihet and spat out a stream of dragon breath.
Feeling the high temperature behind him, Weihet's lips curved slightly, dodging to one side the moment the magicarray completed.
Boom!
A violent explosion sounded.
Aaron struggled to block the impact of the explosion, panting as he looked at Weihet's previous position.
However, the flames had evaporated the rain falling from the ceiling, and it was not easy to find someone through the hazy steam.
"Ancestor, are you alright!" Aaron asked tentatively.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
The sound of applause came from one side, shattering the last shred of hope in Aaron's heart.
"Not bad, the timing was just right."
"No matter how good the timing, it's useless!" Aaron said disappointedly, "If it doesn't hit, no matter how powerful it is, it's meaningless."
"Actually, I got off easy." Weihet said somewhat sheepishly, "When I was your age, I couldn't have dodged an attack like that, and even if I did, I would have been seriously injured."
"Then you…"
"Instinctive reaction.
I can only suppress my strength, but my body's instincts are not something I can suppress just because I want to."
Aaron's mouth twitched. "Ancestor, what exactly did you do when you were alive?"
"Fought wars." Weihet said lightly.
But Aaron felt boundless killing intent in those two understated words. Behind this ancestor seemed to be an endless bloody shadow, and even describing it with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood seemed insufficient.
Aaron involuntarily swallowed, asking with a trembling voice, "How long did you fight wars?"
"It's been over a thousand years, I can't remember anymore.
If you're really that curious, just ask your father when he comes back. You're almost ready to understand some things."
"How annoying, why don't you explain it clearly!" Aaron helplessly rubbed his forehead and shook his head. "Do you all like to speak in riddles or something!"
Weihet burst into laughter upon hearing this. "Not letting you know is for your own good.
Cherish your upcoming time! The days ahead will be especially wonderful, especially fulfilling, and especially… exciting."
Aaron frowned, his mood inexplicably heavy, as if a burden had been placed upon him.
He was about to ask again when Weihet directly interrupted him, "Let's continue our competition!"
Aaron didn't object. Future matters could be discussed later; now, getting that magic book was the top priority.
He murmured, and Abby, hearing the sound, flew to his master's side, ready for battle.
"Ancestor, don't say we're bullying you.
You're too strong. Our combined strength might only bring the winning odds to a four-six split.
You four, us six."
Aaron was prepared for a long battle. magic energy and Abby were his only advantages now.
Neither his spells nor Abby's dragon breath could block Weihet's elemental magic arrays, but combined, it was a different story.
Moreover, Weihet's consumption was much greater than his. He had continuously released several intermediate and high-level elemental magic arrays, and he also had to maintain the water-attribute magic array on the ceiling. His magic energy was probably at most two-thirds left.
"Your analysis is very accurate. A two-on-one is indeed somewhat difficult. Even if I win, it will only be a narrow victory." Weihet said, spreading his hands, and a blue-green magic array slowly formed in front of him.
Seeing this, Aaron was about to release a spell to stop him, but a beast's roar interrupted his action.
An ice dragon emerged from the magic array, exactly the same size as Abby. It roared at the two of them and flew behind Weihet.
Hiss!
What the… Aaron gasped, pointing angrily at Weihet, "I'm not playing anymore, you definitely cheated."
"Don't slander without proof!"
"What are you kidding? Do you think I don't know Transfiguration?"
"Transfiguration?
You might have misunderstood something. This is an advanced application of ice-attribute magic arrays.
It's somewhat similar to Transfiguration, but it can't compare to true Transfiguration, though it can certainly serve as a façade."
Aaron: …I've decided, I'm saving up magic points, I must learn Transfiguration.
"I used half of my magic power to create this ice dragon. It certainly can't compare to the original, but it should be no problem to hold off your pet.
It doesn't need much time, one minute is enough."
Hearing this, Aaron immediately became furious, his temper almost uncontrollable.
He wanted to deal with him in less than a minute with less than a third of his magic power. There should be a limit to looking down on people!