Chapter 615 - Don’t Worry, I Still Have Strength!
Advent of the Archmage
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
What happened in the sky was incomprehensible.
âWhat happened?â
Felina was the closest to the Saint and saw most clearly. She saw the Saint get tied up by some force. The Saint struggled, but the force stuck to her like a spider web. Her hand couldnât break free.
âIs this the lordâs true power?â Another Red Dragon Warrior gulped. His wide eyes were filled with incredulousness.
After all, it had been a divine punishment!
A true godâs power had descended into the mortal world, but the lord had said to take care of her on the spot. Judging from the current situation, the lord hadnât been bluffing. If this true godâs Saint was really taken care of, then Ferdeâs lord would undeniably be the strongest Magician in the history of Firuman!
On the ground, Celineâs group was shocked too. Faced with the Saint, everyone had felt some despair. But what happened afterwards was incomprehensible to the Yabbas, Magicians, and Sunlight Warriors.
Is the lordâs power really to this level? everyone thought.
Magic puppet Nana was the calmest. She couldnât fly or help Link, so she just stood beside Celine to protect her.
Further away, demon Magician Glyn looked up despite the intense pain from all over his body. A few seconds ago, heâd been about to watch the Ferde airship get destroyed by the Saint. Now, he saw the Saint get tied up by the Ferde lord!
As a Legendary Magician and a subordinate of Nozama, the Lord of the Deep, he was more knowledgeable and had seen more.
When the Saint was trapped, Glyn immediately noticed the magic book in Linkâs hands. Oh, even if that book isnât divine gear, itâll definitely be magic equipment of the Legendary Pinnacle. Amazing!
Ferdeâs lord had such powerful magic equipment. Glyn felt that he wasnât safe here anymore. Iâm injured, and the Saint doesnât seem to be the Ferde lordâs match. If I stay here, Iâll die!
The demons were only temporary allies with the God of Destructionâs servants. He was already being nice by not turning on the servants in their trouble. Theyâd be dreaming if they wanted him to help!
He was decisive and immediately prepared to leave. But a few steps later, he saw a somewhat familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. Looking closer, he saw that it was a young girl with dark purple hair. She had a finely made fire gun.
Oh? I think itâs the princess! As Nozamaâs subordinate, he was familiar with each daughter. Their features were carved in his soul. He could recognize them even if they were turned to ashes.
Celineâs power had been purified and barely had any demonic aura, but Glyn was sensitive. He recognized her after a few glances.
Right now, he was less than two miles from Celine. The other was completely focused on the Ferde lord in the sky. If Glyn ambushed her, he could probably capture her successfully.
Lord Nozama misses Princess Celine. If I can take her back to the Abyss, I will definitely be rewarded heavily!
Looking back up at where the Ferde lord was, Glyn clenched his teeth and snuck towards Celine. Capturing the princess could distract Link, help the God of Destructionâs Saint, and also help himself get on Nozamaâs good side. It was three birds with one stone and wasnât that risky. Only an idiot wouldnât do it!
On the other hand, Link had used up almost all his power to restrain the God of Destructionâs Saint. He had less than 1000 points and couldnât maintain the Eye of Agramma anymore.
After stopping the spell, he felt his head spin like something had disappeared from his body. Thinking back, he had no information about the Agramma spell. Heâd forgotten it all.
He knew this was one of the side effects. According to the instructions, he would get punished by the Firuman Realm too. But time was tight now. The Saint could break free at any time. Even one-tenth of a secondâs delay would make a difference between life and death.
He had no time to figure out what punishment he got. Using his remaining strength, he cast a Dimensional Jump spell towards the realm crack.
He was the Saintâs target. The further he ran, the safer the others would be. Thus, he began running without hesitation.
Buzz! With the soft sound, the white transmission light flashed. The next moment, Link was miles away. He only had around 800 points left. With his recovery rate, he could generate 120 Realm Essence points per second. If he waited two minutes, he would be back to normal, so he didnât care.
After this jump, Link jumped again, moving forward around ten miles. If he jumped again, he would be close to the realm crack.
But then he discovered a change in his body. No, my recovery rate slowed down!
How slow exactly? As soon as he thought that, the game system answered.
Current Recovery Rate: 13 points per second
Player currently in a negative state: Time Abomination
Time Abomination: Usage of time magic disrupted the flow of time. The user will suffer from timeâs backlash. Under the disruption, the userâs body will be greatly affected, their power lowering to 10% of the original rate. Unless time returns to normal, this effect will last forever.
This was a horrible negative state, but Link didnât regret using the Eye of Agramma at all. If he didnât use the spell to see the future at that time, they wouldâve died without a doubt.
The entire airship might be reduced to ashes.
Mortals always had to pay when faced with divine punishment. Only his recovery rate had slowed down. He could accept this.
Thinking of this, Link felt calmer. He was less than six miles from the barrier now. He prepared for a third transmission.
As long as he escaped into the realm barrier, he could use the powerful magic seal created by the thin piece of time. That seal was at Level-23. It was definitely enough to kill a Saint.
White light flashed around him again. The transmission was about to start. Just then, Linkâs heart jumped. An avalanche of anxiety surged in him.
The Saint escaped! he thought.
The next instant, the sky turned blood-red again. At the same time, he heard a resounding voice behind him. âMortal, youâve angered me!â
Sheâd underestimated Link earlier and had been fooled by the little trick. It was truly insulting. Now, she wouldnât give him another chance!
Link looked back. He saw semi-transparent spatial ripples appear around the Saint dozens of miles away. The ripples spread with incredible speed.
Link was shocked. No, I canât use the transmission anymore!
The spatial ripples traveled at an inhuman speed. In Firuman, it could travel tens of thousands of miles in a second. Even if he didnât die, he would be gravely injured.
Link immediately canceled the transmission and used the Void Walk, rushing towards the barrier. He was less than six miles away. The Void Walk gave him a speed of around one mile per second. He would need seven seconds!
Seven seconds...isnât enough! Link saw that the Saint had already started charging. Her speed was even faster. With a flap of her wings, her entire body turned into a beam of red light.
Even if Link was the fastest in the mortal world, she was still closing in on him around five miles per second.
Six miles in a second. Thatâs so much faster than me. So is this divine power? Link was shocked. He forced himself to focus and planned while sprinting.
No, a true divine-level figure wouldnât exist in this realm. Otherwise, the God of Destruction would have come long ago. This Saint is at most at the pinnacle of Level-19. Sheâs powerful and Legendary, but she isnât different in nature from me. Sheâs just more focused and of a larger scale.
Thinking of this, he asked the sword spirit in the Ode of a Full Moon, âHow powerful do you think she is?â
The sword spiritâs past owner was the Storm Lord, who was at the pinnacle of Level-19. It must have seen many people at that level. Even though Link had seen those in the game too, that was only the game. It was still quite different from real life. Thus, he had nothing to refer to.
The sword spirit knew this was urgent too. As soon as Link asked, it replied, Judging from her performance, she isnât higher than Level-17.
âLevel-17?â This was lower than what Link had expected, but it was still terrifying.
The higher one was in the Legendary realm, the harder it was to cross that chasm. The gap would be wider too. In lower levels, Link could perhaps use his superb battle techniques to overlook the difference in levels. For example, when fighting against Bryant, Halino, and Eugene, heâd defeated them despite them being stronger. But this wouldnât happen when the otherâs level was much higher.
Even in the game, it was impossible for a lower level to win after reaching Level-14. The difference was hopeless!
Yes, she should be Level-17. If she is truly at Level-19, we wouldnât have the chance to fight back. The Book of Revelation wouldnât be able to stop her...but I still canât fight against this.
Indeed. Linkâs eyes brightened and then darkened again.
He now had 820 Omni Points and around 600 Realm Essence points. This was too little. He hadnât been a match at his full status. Now, it was basically hopeless. How could he fight against the Saintâs attack?
There wasnât much time. Linkâs mind whirred as he worked to find an idea. During this time, the Saint traveled close to six miles again. She would catch up the next moment.
What do I do? What do I do?
Donât worry. I still have strength, the sword spirit suddenly said.