Chapter 1003: Chapter 1001: Facing Long Mei’er
At noon, outside Delan City.
Near the exit of the Truth Society branch base, on the vast plains.
Under the sunlight, two figures appeared, one was Richard, the other was Long Mei’er in a luxurious golden robe.
"Supervisor Long Mei’er." Richard looked at Long Mei’er and slightly bowed his head, politely greeting.
"Wizard Richard." Long Mei’er replied with a nod after looking over.
Richard was about to say something else, but Long Mei’er said, "If there’s no problem, let’s just start directly."
"Hmm?" Richard was slightly taken aback, not expecting Long Mei’er to be so straightforward. He thought there would be some exchange of words before the duel, but didn’t expect a fight right upon meeting.
Noticing Richard’s expression, Long Mei’er spoke: "Perhaps normally, we should indeed say a few words. However, I believe that no matter what we say, before the result of our duel is out, it won’t have any meaning.
In my view, unless you realize your limitations, you will persist. So, let’s communicate after you fully understand."
After a pause, Long Mei’er said, "Wizard Richard, proceed, considering the strength difference, I will let you take the initiative."
Upon hearing Long Mei’er’s words, Richard opened his mouth, swallowing the polite words he initially intended to say. He then looked seriously at Long Mei’er and said, "In that case, Supervisor Long Mei’er, I won’t be polite."
"Hmm." Long Mei’er nodded.
"Bam!"
After Long Mei’er finished nodding, Richard stomped hard on the ground, causing the surrounding surface to sink downwards, and his body rapidly ascended. Then, under Long Mei’er’s slightly surprised gaze, he flew straight towards the distance without looking back.
Richard flew towards the south—where the noonday sun was, using the dazzling sunlight as cover and burst out with astonishing speed, flying further and further until he disappeared into a black dot in no time.
Long Mei’er stood at the original spot. After Richard disappeared, he still squinted towards the direction of the sun, maintaining this pose for over ten seconds, completely unaware of any movement, a hesitant expression inevitably appeared on his face.
After another ten seconds passed without detecting any movement, the hesitation on Long Mei’er’s face turned to suspicion, and he speculated uncertainly, "Did he escape?"
Running away at first sight? Escaping without even a fight?
It somewhat contradicted his guess about Richard, but the scene in front of him confirmed this.
"Could he really have escaped?" Long Mei’er frowned, "Or perhaps..."
As he was saying this, Long Mei’er twitched his ear, hearing a faint whooshing sound. Looking up, a golden light flashed in his eyes, blocking most of the sun’s rays, and he locked onto five black dots flying from the southern sky.
The black dots flew at an extremely fast speed, reaching a place hundreds of meters away from him in the blink of an eye. He saw clearly that they were five slender, arrow-like objects with engraved magic runes on the surface, clearly magic tools for an attack.
After seeing this, Long Mei’er’s expression returned to normal, no longer confused: So indeed, Richard wasn’t fleeing, just widening the distance, which is a standard tactic in battles between wizards.
It’s just that the only difference is that Richard widened the distance quite a bit.
How many meters away is Richard now?
Three thousand? Four thousand? Or maybe even five thousand meters?
If Richard’s power was high enough, even six thousand meters wasn’t impossible.
To be honest, covering such a distance is indeed somewhat exaggerated, far beyond the casting range of a typical wizard. In fact, at this distance, he couldn’t accurately lock on for an attack—unless relying on a god-given item.
And how did Richard manage to lock onto his position and launch an attack from such a distance?
It seems Richard indeed has some techniques, which is why he remains so confident. However, it ends here.
Thinking of this, Long Mei’er focused his gaze on the five magic rune arrows flying towards him.
He clearly saw the five magic rune arrows reach a hundred meters away, then suddenly sped up, almost like lightning, crashing into him, followed by a fierce explosion.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Ssss!"
Long Mei’er slashed with one hand, splitting the explosive flames in half, letting the explosive force graze past his body without harming him at all.
"The speed of the attack is indeed good, and the distance is far enough, but... the power is too low, not much of a threat." Finishing off this first wave of attacks, Long Mei’er casually evaluated and then looked towards the sky, attempting to locate Richard.
...
Fifteen thousand meters away, within the clouds in the sky.
Richard’s eyes emitted a deep blue light, his Eye of Gaze fully operational. Using its perspective function, he simplified the entire world, turning everything into lines and planes.
With this abstract vision, he could faintly see Long Mei’er fifteen thousand meters away, barely affected by the miniature magic tracking missile attack—the lines representing the opponent didn’t even change.
This was within his expectation. After all, with Long Mei’er’s strength, being hurt by a miniature magic tracking missile would be surprising. The missile tends towards area attacks and can handle weaker targets but falls short against a Level 4 Wizard or even stronger Long Mei’er.
But that’s okay; this is just the beginning.
Richard flipped his hand, a new miniature magic tracking missile appeared.
Compared to the previous ones released, this time the miniature magic tracking missile was slimmer—it was an improved model.
Richard adopted a serious expression, quickly activating the miniature magic tracking missile with free energy elements and launching it out.
Then, he rapidly withdrew the blue light from his eyes, ceased the Eye of Gaze operation, and used other spells to enhance perception for observation—the Eye of Gaze, although powerful, consumed more with greater perspective and distance. Even now, he couldn’t use it continuously and had to use it intermittently, then lock onto targets using other spells to track and reduce average consumption.
It’s just the beginning; everything must be considered thoroughly.
Richard thought, flipping his hand again to take out the second improved model of the miniature magic tracking missile, quickly activating and launching it.
Then the third one.
...
"Woosh!"
Long Mei’er searched the sky for a long time without finding Richard’s exact location, frowning in frustration. Suddenly, he heard a whooshing sound. Looking up, he saw the incoming miniature magic tracking missile, his eyes flickered.
"Hmm? This time there is only one magic rune arrow? Is it that there is only this one left, or is there something strange with this one?"
Long Mei’er watched the lone miniature magic tracking missile, raising his alertness, as it flew to within a hundred meters, he prepared to destroy it. Who would’ve known, before he could act, the missile seemed to malfunction, its surface flashed red, and with a "bang," it shattered into pieces.
Yes, shattered. Not exploded, just shattered.
No flames were produced, merely causing the slender miniature magic tracking missile to burst into hundreds of small fragments, shooting in all directions, landing on the surrounding ground.
