Angmar held on to the armrest of the seat, straightened his body, and looked seriously at the two players who were about to start a battle in the arena.

He wanted to see how good the night elf mages in ancient times were at evocation spells.

Perhaps he can find some ancient spellcasting methods from these genius mages that the world doesn't know about, that have long been lost in the earth, and have been annihilated in the long river of history, so as to confirm his fighting habits. When he returns to the normal timeline, he may still be able to cast spells.

Brings some minor changes to the modern arcane system.

Any change may become valuable progress in fighting evil and saving lives.

Following the referee's order, the transparent magic barrier slowly rose.

Without waiting for Horn to react, Scott immediately started a spell offensive. Without any movement, the air around Horn burned violently, forming a spherical fireball that quickly approached him, shrinking smaller and smaller, directly killing him.

It's wrapped up and you can't get out.

The ability to control arcane energy hundreds of meters away and shape it into flames from a long distance is enough to be called a genius among geniuses.

"Scott is only one step away from entering the epic level. If the promotion goes well, I don't think he will be able to compete next year." Wells said confidently.

Suramar's Spell Showdown requires contestants to be mages below the epic level.

Padrich's face showed a trace of solemnity. When he saw a dark figure protected by a magic barrier gradually appeared in the fire scene, he became relaxed again and joked: "Master Mage, don't be too happy too soon. Horn can

Can’t lose.”

These two big shots are both high-level figures in their respective organizations, so naturally they are facing the contestants on their side.

Scott's second spell arrived, and while running, he weaved another blizzard. Surprisingly, under his control, this area-of-effect killing spell, originally designed to defend against multiple enemies, turned into

A pointing spell aimed at a single target. All the snow, rain and hail falling from the sky were like pointed cones, flying densely and accurately towards Horn in the fire field.

Horn's reaction was not slow, and he immediately turned the ice barrier into a heavy barrier spell, which was actually mixed with a layer of flame shield. The barrier rippled under the bombardment of the ice cones, but there was no tendency to be broken.

Angmar nodded secretly.

The blizzard spell gives people the impression that in addition to the large strike range, it is the extremely effective deceleration caused by the cold. But in fact, the ordinary version of the blizzard spell pays more attention to giving ice picks comparable kinetic energy to bullets. It first uses physical methods to

Breaking through the opponent's defense is followed by bone-chilling cold damage. The combination of the two brings a qualitative improvement to the power of the spell.

As far as Angmar knew, even the most powerful gunpowder in Ironforge, the kinetic energy of the bullet pushed out of the musket chamber after detonation was not comparable to that of a mere ice pick in the Blizzard spell, which shows its powerful destructive power.

Obviously, Scott did not change the essence of this spell, but only slightly changed the falling direction of the ice cone with his superb control ability. In the face of this spell, as long as the initial kinetic energy is offset, the remaining ice magic is not terrible.

Even if the outer barrier is breached, the inner flame shield is enough to isolate it from the influence of cold.

This early highlight continued. Scott continued to attack Horn around the center of the field.

The offensive of these two people is like a storm, fire, ice, arcane energy, and all kinds of means are endless. The defense of the two is as stable as a rock, and all kinds of barriers are immovable.

One is good at the plastic energy system, and the other is good at the defense system. They are contradictory and contradictory. Their characteristics are very distinct and give people a strong visual impact. No wonder it can make the audience's voices louder and louder.

You must know that these two schools are the eternal mainstream of arcane magic. As the saying goes, if you learn the shaping and defense systems well, a mage will never be disappointed.

However, Scott's spellcasting method made Angmar feel a little uncomfortable. This talented mage seemed to like to show off his skills very much and focused too much on the momentum of his spells, which wasted a lot of precious mana. Of course, in order to bring magic to the audience,

In order to have a pleasant visual experience, there is nothing wrong with showing off. After all, this is a safe game, not a battlefield where life and death are often separated.

This situation lasted for nearly two minutes, and Scott finally gained the upper hand.

While he was casting the spell, he silently placed many magic runes in the field. With a snap of his fingers, monstrous fire spewed out from the ground and directly engulfed Horn, who was blindly defending.

"Scott!"

"Scott!"

Hearing the audience shouting his name, Scott smiled slightly, walked to the sidelines and left his opponents behind, saluting gracefully. Many girls who were obsessed with that handsome face fell into madness and almost held his hand.

My heart fell in love with it.

"He really refuses to change despite repeated admonitions."

Wells should have been happy when he saw that the talents he had cultivated trapped his opponent in a sea of ​​fire, but instead of doing so, he gritted his teeth and seemed to be very disgusted with this behavior.

"How do I remember Mr. Wells eighty years ago? His performance in the game was no different from this young man." Ferguson, who had been silent, suddenly made a somewhat sarcastic joke.

Wells surprisingly did not reply and sighed:

"Only after suffering losses can you know what is right and what is wrong. If it were not for arrogance, I would not have lost the championship the next year."

If you don't seek death, you won't die. Arrogance will always be the greatest enemy of a mage. Angmar Anzi thought.

…

After enjoying the audience's cheers for a while, Scott turned back to look at Horn across from him, his expression became solemn, and he touched his throat with his left hand, and the magic-enhanced voice spread to every corner of the venue.

"Horn, you are a respectable opponent. I will not be able to continue competing next year because I am about to advance and become one of the few mages in the empire who has entered the epic field at this age. I think it is time to end

We have been fighting for five years. This time, I will defeat you with the spell I am most proud of in my life. You should be proud, because you are about to witness the first appearance of an unprecedented great spell!"

The audience looked at each other, and then their faces were filled with ecstasy. They stared unblinkingly at Scott, who raised his hands in the venue, waiting for them to cheer.

"Oh my God, Scott's homemade spell? It's really worth the trip!"

"Scott!" Some little girls almost shouted hoarse.

"Oh, Elune, oh, he's looking at me, he's looking at me!" The girl caught by Scott's gaze almost fainted.

"Damn, what is he going to do?"

Wellston in the third box felt bad and stood up suddenly.

Under the spotlight, Scott calmly held his breath and was about to complete the feat that would make him famous. Suddenly, he heard a worried and honest voice coming from the fire scene opposite:

"Scott, don't do anything stupid! I'll admit defeat, okay?"

"Don't be stupid, Horn, don't think about strategically escaping into the loser group again. This time, I will completely defeat you! Be careful, I'm coming!"

Scott shook his head and smiled, his eyes suddenly became sharp, he formed a curse seal with his hands, gathered strength for two seconds, and suddenly started, like a bolt of lightning, he rushed towards Horne in the fire field, his figure was connected between entity and nothingness.

It flashes continuously, as if it is leaping, and then...

Observers from the major mage organizations just realized that Scott was performing flash spells one after another, intending to integrate this spell that could never be used continuously in a short period of time into a new type of spell that had never been seen before, and they watched helplessly...

As Scott moved forward, he turned into a pile of minced meat.

He was torn apart by the power of space.

Blood, pieces of flesh, internal organs, stumps, and severed arms left a bright red road leading to death in his direction.

Only the head, which had long been separated from the body, still retained a hint of fear even until death.

The cheers of the audience stopped suddenly, and everyone was stunned by this scene.

"Damn, this idiot, idiot!!!"

Wells cursed loudly, quickly stepped onto the transmission point of the box, appeared in the venue, tore open the invisible barrier around the playing field, and ran over. The referee, assistant, waiting doctor, and several injured

The priestesses who were invited to face possible accidents also followed.

It's just that there is someone faster than them.

That was Horn in the fire scene. He ran out of the fire scene in a hurry, slapping the flames on his body in a panic. After seeing clearly the minced meat on the ground, he slowed down, one step, two steps, and slowly knelt down on the ground.

Get in front of your opponent.

"no no!"

This year's Suramar Spell Showdown will surely go down in history.

Because the first death in the history of the tournament occurred in the first game of this year.

…

"well."

Angmar in the box sighed deeply.

arrogant……
Chapter completed!