Chapter 442 Let’s Drink Tea
When people from Kingsley's side arrived, Yang Qiu immediately ordered the evacuation of the crowd and the closure of the port - after all, the port of Lars City was just a small port, about the same size as the town of Newin in Innadri, and there were not many ships docked there.
Because Yang Qiu acted in an unconventional way in his early years, which conflicted with the ideas of the Ivory Tower, and later he offended the Church of the Fiery Sun and was hunted for decades, he did not know many high-level spellcasters on the continent; among the three court mages who came to "visit" Yang Qiu, only Yang Qiu could be named.
"Sadir, it's been more than a hundred years since we last met in the Ivory Tower ." Yang Qiu smiled and greeted the only buddy he knew, "You look good. How have you been these years?"
With blond hair and blue eyes, a broad forehead and narrow face, he looked like a court wizard who was not easy to talk to. Sadir's face moved, and he said unnaturally: "...It's okay."
The other two companions looked at Sadir with strange eyes, probably because they didn't expect that he had a relationship with the Nightmare Butcher.
Even if spellcasters come to blows due to conflicts in stance, concepts or other reasons, they will not start swearing at each other... They are all 100 to 300 years old, and it is impossible for these people to use the same tactics as street thugs who swear at each other before a fight.
Since everyone else had already greeted him, he had to exchange a few pleasantries to show his courtesy. Sadir, who was usually taciturn, held his breath for a long time before finally uttering a greeting: "Yang, I heard that you were promoted to Legendary. I'm very happy for you."
"Thank you very much." Yang Qiu said happily, "Now that this matter is over, if you don't have any plans next, I hope to invite you to visit Innadri."
"I'd be very interested." Sadir said even more stiffly.
"I wonder what I should address you two?" Yang Qiu looked at the other two court mages naturally.
The female mage on the left wearing a brown cloak bowed slightly and said, "Nice to meet you. My name is Lamantha, a fire elemental mage."
The male spellcaster standing in the middle of the three also nodded politely: "Nice to meet you. My name is Weber, an illusionist."
"It's a great honor to meet you two." Yang Qiu also bowed in return, smiling warmly, "I am flattered to have a fire mage and two illusionists here."
Sadir, who had met Yang Qiu once in the Ivory Tower in his early years, is also an illusionist.
"Even if Sadir and I come together, I don't think it will be of much use." Illusionist Weber smiled bitterly and said calmly, "Dark magician Yang, you are obviously more powerful than we thought."
"But no matter what, we have to come this time." The female mage Lamantha sighed.
"I understand. After all, you have accepted the offerings from the Rhine royal family." Yang Qiu nodded and made an inviting gesture. "Then... finish what you need to do as soon as possible. Please."
After he finished speaking, Yang Qiu did not make any unnecessary movements. He just slightly turned sideways, and a white-skeletal griffin appeared through the void and squatted obediently at Yang Qiu's feet.
When the three court mages saw this scene, their hearts sank.
High-level spellcasters can all cast spells quickly.
They could either chant a single spell, make simple casting gestures, or use their mental field to quickly form a magic circle. They didn't need to spend a lot of time casting a spell like low-level spellcasters.
But omitting the step of forming a summoning circle and directly summoning the creature from the dimensional demon world is obviously not something that a high-level spellcaster can do... Black magician Yang is indeed a real, genuine legend!
After showing off his skills without making any noise, Yang Qiu sat on the skeleton griffin and flew away.
"Let's go."
The female sorceress Lamantha took a step forward, raised her hand and gestured in the air a few times to draw out spell runes. A large bird made of fire elements took shape above the heads of the three people, and landed on the ground with a whistle.
The three of them jumped onto the back of the firebird and chased in the direction the skeleton griffin was going.
Yang Qiu flew to the wilderness dozens of miles southeast of Lars City, pressed the button for the skeleton griffin to land, and waited for a while before the three of them caught up.
"The weather is nice today, let's finish the process as soon as possible and go back to have tea."
After the three people on the opposite side stood still, Yang Qiu took the initiative to attack and released his spiritual field——
Then the expressions of the three court mages changed.
What is this thing that is rushing towards them like a huge wave? !
The two illusionists who were good at mental combat quickly released their mental fields to resist.
And then...it didn't stop.
The Yellow River burst its banks, and even a few muck trucks piled up to stop it would not be able to stop it...
Trying desperately to hold on to the dump truck... the two illusionists in the mental field were forced to retreat step by step due to the tremendous pressure, and even the fire mage Ramanta behind them suffered.
Fire Mage Lamantha knew that she couldn't help much in this purely spiritual confrontation, so she simply drove the fire element to increase the temperature of the air around her, and flew backwards under the acceleration of the hot air.
After leaving the battlefield, the fire mage made a huge circle and came back, quickly making a casting gesture from a distance to Yang Qiu who was crushing his two companions with his mental field.
"Forbidden Magic: Blazing Hell——!"
The fire elements in this world quickly gathered in the direction pointed by the fire mage. The air temperature within a radius of hundreds of meters rose sharply, and the exposed vegetation on the surface was burned to ashes in an instant.
The surging heat wave rushed towards Yang Qiu with overwhelming force.
Across the space that was distorted by overheating, the fire mage who was casting forbidden magic saw Yang seemed to smile at her.
Lamantha immediately felt a slight tingling in her head... This was the high perception of a high-level spellcaster reminding her that danger was approaching!
"--not good!"
Lamantha acted decisively and heated the air in front of her, trying to push herself backwards with the sudden burst of heat.
But it was too late - the space barrier was torn apart in the areas not covered by "Forbidden Magic: Fiery Hell". Dozens of thick black thorn vines stretched out from the void, entwining and interweaving with each other, weaving a huge, airtight and thick cage in an instant, trapping the fire mage inside.
The surging heat wave had not yet reached the corner of Yang Qiu's clothes when it disintegrated due to the loss of its controller, and the fire element that had regained its "freedom" dissipated on its own.
Yang Qiu withdrew his gaze and looked at the two illusionists in front of him who were brutally pushed more than two thousand meters away by his mental field and had no time to rescue their companions.
Lamantha's accidental trap angered Sadir, a solitary illusionist who was about the same age as Yang Qiu. He suddenly crushed a magic crystal and used the abundant magic power contained in the crystal to disperse the mental field.
The pressure was relieved, and the two illusionists who cooperated well with each other attacked simultaneously, condensing their equally powerful mental power into mental spikes, and concealing them with illusions so that they could not be sensed for a short period of time, and attacked Yang Qiu silently.
While using the invisible mental spikes to attack, the two illusionists did not forget to use their best skills. Three phantom clones appeared on the left and right, and the number of people increased from two to eight. They dispersed in a flash...
This is the most difficult part about illusionists - their phantom clones are different from the projection clones of regular spellcasters. Not only can all clones cast spells, but the main body can also switch between different clones without leaving any trace. Fighting anyone one-on-one is like fighting a group...
If someone else stood here, they would have to start worrying about the imperceptible mental spikes that would attack from somewhere, and they would also have to resist the siege of eight illusionists at the same time, each with a head as big as two.
Unfortunately, the person standing here is Yang Qiu.
"It's really not a good idea to use conventional tactics against an illusionist."
Yang Qiu shook his head, ignoring the eight phantoms that were scattered in all directions and casting spells on him simultaneously. He spread his mental field around again and... mercilessly brought a wisp of void breath and cast it into his own mental field.
The two illusionists who were perceived as the best among all spellcasters, and their eight clones who were performing different spellcasting gestures froze at the same time.
"You, what did you do?!" Sadir, who rarely spoke a few words a day, spoke in astonishment as one of his four clones.
"Just as you have sensed." Yang Qiu smiled generously, "For some inexplicable reasons, I was lucky enough to steal a little bit of the power of the evil god, so I can borrow a little bit of the void energy for a short period of time."
The eight illusionist clones all showed dull expressions at the same time.
"I can still adapt to this uncomfortable aura. After all, I'm used to it." Yang Qiu said with a smile, "But for an illusionist... just being close to this aura is already very uncomfortable, right? This thing is really not that good. It's more annoying than the Breath of Hell."
"Why don't we just stop here and come over to my place for a cup of tea and a chat?"
Eight illusionist clones: "..."
The eight illusionist clones looked at each other in bewilderment. One of them, Waver's clone, said with difficulty: "Sadir...what do you think?"
Sadir didn't say anything, but silently cancelled his three clones, and made the mental spike lurking three hundred meters in front of Yang Qiu's left appear and took it back.
Seeing this, Waver also retracted his clone and mental spikes...
"Breath of Hell" is one of the forbidden magics in black magic. It is a unique skill to stop the war by moving the highly polluted breath of the dimensional demon world to the material plane and forcing everyone to close their perception. When black magicians are forced into a desperate situation and have to run away, they often use this trick to disgust people.
Illusionists hate black magicians, and what they hate is this disgusting black magic that kills a thousand enemies but injures eight hundred of their own men.
Yang actually went a step further and directly brought in the breath of the void... How could this be possible?
This guy can still create a mental field of astonishing range even when surrounded by the air pollution of the void. The range of the mental field is so astonishingly large that it is impossible to defeat him!
Yang Qiu was very satisfied with the wise choice of the two illusionists. He shrunk the mental field to a close range and removed the vine prison that trapped the fire mage.
"...The Rhine Royal Family has served us for decades. Please allow us to decline your invitation."
Admitting defeat with disgrace, Waver, the illusionist with the highest status among the three, tried to be as polite as possible.
High-level spellcasters accept offerings from great nobles or royal families. Except for Upton who owes a lot to Odysseus's family, or spellcasters who are themselves supported by great nobles or royal families, their service time is usually not too long, ranging from a few years, a dozen years or even decades.
"Please don't rush to refuse." Yang Qiu still had a smile on his face. "We are not completely enemies with the Rhine family, and we have never considered exiling or eliminating the Rhine family after victory... In fact, even if we continue to support the descendants of the Rhine family to continue to serve as the Rhine King, it is not impossible for us to discuss it."
Three court mages: “???”
"Don't you remember? Little Andre of the Rhine Family is visiting Innadri." Yang Qiu said in surprise, "My followers and I have never had much grudge against the Rhine Royal Family. Now it's just that my followers and my undead don't agree with the Rhine Family's ruling philosophy, so we stand on the opposite side."
"Even if there is a winner between us, it is just a change of governance philosophy in the territory of the Rhine Kingdom. It is an internal affair of the Rhine Kingdom and it cannot be a life-and-death struggle. Princess Harriet's friend, the lich Envi, and I have known each other for many years. Like Envi, I also respect this princess very much. How could she do something like exterminating the Rhine family?"
There are many members of the Rhine Family. Those who are hopelessly guilty of evil deeds will be hung on the city walls. Those who are clean and whose crimes are not so serious will certainly not be hung... A piece of toilet paper has its value, let alone a living person!
Illusionist Weber and fire mage Lamantha had never dealt with Yang Qiu before. They were dumbfounded for a long time and cast questioning looks at Sadir.
Sadir was also shocked.
After considering his words for a long time, the illusionist, who was not good at speaking, said uncertainly: "Yang, do you... really think so?"
"Of course!" Yang Qiu said firmly.
