Chapter 1345: Section 1346 The so-called inspection
Angel was startled for a moment, not immediately grasping Sanders’ intention.
It was only when Sanders launched an unreserved attack on him that Angel realized what Sanders was planning… What kind of test was this for assessing his training progress? It was essentially forcing him to make a move!
Once he acted, it would not be easy for him to hide his creation of spells.
“So ruthless!” Angel complained inwardly, but faced with Sanders’ attack, he had no choice but to respond, silently thinking to himself: He couldn’t fall for Sanders’ cunning plan.
That was easier said than done, though.
Sanders’ attack was not a one-off effort, but rather a persistent assault tailored to Angel, blocking all of Angel’s techniques.
And Sanders didn’t take Angel’s physical strength seriously, because once he used illusion techniques, Angel couldn’t even determine his whereabouts.
He could only passively react like a target.
Sanders had no intention of pulling his punches yet, using various spell techniques with ease, appearing unhurried. However, as Angel was responding at first, because Sanders was testing his moves, he still managed to retain a bit of his mental capacity to restrain himself.
But later on, as the frequency of attacks increased, Angel’s mind was left with only thoughts on how to counter and break through, pushing all other thoughts to the back of his mind.
Sanders also noticed that Angel’s state of attack had changed, no longer restrained, and his focus had become sharper. In this state, Angel actually became more adept as the battle progressed, his eyes grew fierce, and his fighting style was no longer just about taking hits; he started thinking about how to counterattack.
A smile curled at the corner of Sanders’ lips as he thought to himself: That’s more like it.
As Angel’s retaliatory moves grew stronger, Sanders also increased the intensity of his own attacks.
Sanders felt a tinge of surprise inside because his current attacking intensity was almost that of battling an Official Wizard, and that was what he was using against Angel.
Moreover, according to Sanders’ own estimation, even a relatively powerful Official Wizard might struggle to cope with such continuous attacks.
But Angel was holding up.
Of course, part of this was because they both specialized in the Illusion Series, and Angel had a certain resistance to illusions, but even without this factor, Angel’s current combat abilities were not to be underestimated.
While Sanders was surprised, he also harbored doubts.
He noticed that Angel had not yet released the witchcraft from his Witchcraft Slot… This made Sanders even more curious as to what spell technique was fixed on Angel’s Witchcraft Slot. Was it offensive? Defensive? Or perhaps functional?
Logically, the spell in the Witchcraft Slot could be instantly cast, and if it were offensive, Angel should have used it by now. But since he hadn’t, there was a high chance it wasn’t offensive, right?
So was it defensive? Sanders once again raised the attack intensity a bit, but faced with such dense attacks, Angel still did not use any defensive spell technique.
This led Sanders to suspect: “Could it be that Angel’s fixed spell is a functional one?”
If it truly was functional, it would be difficult to test.
For example, certain spell techniques in Alchemy, like the Eye of Nalda, Alchemical Tricks, Magic Power Circulation… and so on. Of course, there are more functional spell techniques beyond Alchemy, such as Wizard’s Vision, Dark Detection, Barrier Breaking, Purifying Field, and so forth, which are more functional or supportive in nature, almost impossible to identify through combat alone.
As Sanders pondered whether to choose another method of testing, suddenly, amidst the relentless onslaught, Angel managed to carve a path through.
Angel dodged multiple illusions in succession, muttering under his breath, “This is fake, this is still fake, the real body isn’t here.”
Finally, before Sanders could even daydream, Angel burst through the mist-like Illusionary Realm, leaping high!
Against the backlight, the figure of Angel leaping was filled with the beauty of strength.
“Found you!” Angel’s eyes lit up, shouting loudly.
Given Sanders’ abilities, he had ample time to layer a few more illusions and keep Angel entangled. But at that moment, he suddenly halted, curious to see how Angel would act facing his true form.
If the fixed spell was offensive, wouldn’t it be time to use it now?
As Sanders thought this, Angel’s leaping figure didn’t continue to approach him but instead, under a burst of intense light, three vague tendrils appeared behind Angel, rushing towards Sanders with great speed.
The speed of these white tendrils was faster, not slower, than Angel’s own body!
Even though Sanders recognized the direction of the attack and wanted to immediately respond, it wasn’t so easy.
If Sanders employed his True Knowledge Level abilities, he could easily dodge. But he didn’t, relying instead on his rich combat experience, moving lightly on his feet with his body responding accordingly—it was just a slight motion, and he dodged the three white tendrils rushing at him.
The white tendrils brushed Sanders’ skin as they thrust into the ground beneath.
After a thunderous roar, three large pits appeared in the cloud soil.
The white tendrils had pierced directly through the cloud soil!
It should be noted that although the cloud soil above Pat Manor was initially manipulated by Angel, after Metheor was transplanted there, to prevent the cloud soil from falling, Suise as well as Eulica had reinforced it.
With the blessings of these two wizards on the cloud soil, even then, Angel managed to penetrate the cloud soil so easily, which meant that the attacking power of these three white tendrils had definitely reached “Spell Technique Level”!
Sanders was shocked inside; this was the first time he had seen Angel deploy these white tendrils.
Could this be his creation of spells?
As Sanders was thinking this, he couldn’t help but focus his attention on the white tendrils. At this point, as the white tendrils brushed past him, he could more easily sense the fluctuations upon them.
“Very strange,” was the first impression Sanders had.
It appeared to possess the characteristics of illusion magic, yet it could pry into the material realm and affect reality. Such a type of illusion was very much like the True Illusion Faction within the divisions of witchcraft. However, Sanders was actually quite familiar with the True Illusion Faction, as Sumishe belonged to it, and according to Sanders’ own understanding, these white tentacles lacked the distinct fluctuations of the True Illusion Faction.
Instead, did it feel like an extension of blood energy power?
Could it be that blood energy power was used as the energy foundation for the illusion node?
Thoughts always race ahead of reality; while Sanders’ thoughts were circulating, in reality, only a very brief moment had passed.
Based on what Sanders thought, it would probably take Angel some time before he could launch another attack. What Sanders didn’t expect was that the attack came so swiftly!