364: Cliff

Cliff

After the intense spell exchange lasted for more than ten breaths, Heath flashed and appeared in front of the oil painting in an instant. He raised the sword in his hand and slashed at the oil painting.1

"Sword Wind!"

With a low roar from Heath, the sound of wind breaking could be heard. Then, the entire corridor was filled with numerous wind blades that filled the entire corridor.

With the wind blades in the air, Heath's greatsword pounced on the oil painting.

In the oil painting, the mustached man hurriedly waved his dagger to summon magic to resist. However, compared to the large number of wind blades summoned by the Sword Wind, the spells summoned by the mustached man were like a drop in the bucket... As soon as the two sides came into contact, they quickly collapsed. In just a few breaths' time, there were only a few of them left.

The remaining wind blades were no longer blocked by anything. They went straight for the oil painting without any obstruction.

"No!!!"

A mournful and unwilling scream rang out. The man in the painting watched in despair as the wind blades pounded heavily on the oil painting.

Boom -- Boom!

Two short syllables rang out. Not long after the wind blades pounced on the oil painting, a 'boom' was heard. The entire oil painting was ignited into a ball of flames.

"Ah!!!"

The man in the painting let out a shrill scream under the burning flames.

This sound lasted for a short while before it gradually weakened and finally disappeared. At this time, the entire oil painting had been burned to the point that there were only a few ashes left on the ground. Naturally, the man in the oil painting had also been burned to nothing.

The noisy corridor just a moment ago had already returned to peace in an instant.

"Hu! Hu!"

Standing in the corridor, Heath shook the sweat off his hair and panted lightly. Although the fight had not been long, the intensity of the fight was not weak at all. In such a high-intensity magic fight... His consumption was not weak either.

After resting for a while, Heath took out two bottles of Spiritual Water from his dimensional pocket and drank them. Only then did he recover.

Then, Heath waved to the back of the corridor. "It's done. Come over."

Jackman and the others had been waiting outside. They knew that they couldn't interfere in a battle between intermediate-level Wizards. Forcing their way over would only cause trouble. Thus, they had been staying outside obediently from the start.

Facing the stalemate, the two of them had been anxious for quite a while. At this time, they heard Heath's shout and hurried over.

"Wizard Heath, are you alright?" Alza asked with a frown.

He probably felt that Heath's spiritual power was a bit impetuous. As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a bottle of Spiritual Water and handed it over. "This is for you. I hope it can help you recover some of your lost magic power."

Heath waved his hand. "No need. I've already drunk it."

After drinking the potion in his stomach, Heath was still used to using the potion he made himself. He still needed to maintain some basic vigilance.

After a pause, he continued, "Alright, let's continue forward."

"Yes."

Although they successfully passed through the long corridor, everyone did not relax. Wizards usually did their best to guard against their own Wizard towers, especially such a large Wizard tower... The defensive measures inside were definitely not as simple as the oil painting at the entrance of the corridor.

As expected, after passing through the long corridor, another obstacle appeared before them.

"What a deep cliff!"

"Why is there such a cliff inside?"

"Is this really inside the palace?"

After coming out of the corridor, unexpectedly, they came to a cliff.

There were cliffs on both sides of the cliff. In the middle of the cliff was a cliff that was hundreds of meters long. Looking down, they could see a bottomless abyss. In the middle of the cliff, there were clouds that were one to two meters long. It looked extraordinarily magnificent, it was as if they were in a high mountain, which should not be the view of a palace.

"Look at the opposite side. There seems to be a door over there!" At this moment, a Knight suddenly pointed at the opposite side of the cliff and shouted.

Looking in the direction the Knight pointed to, they saw a door embedded in the wall of the opposite cliff. Obviously, this was a passage to continue forward.

Jackman said, "It seems that we have to go over. Let's go. What are we waiting for? Let's fly over."

Flying was a basic spell that Wizards mastered. Basically, as long as one was an official Wizard, there would be no one who could not fly. It was just a cliff of a few hundred meters... It was nothing to Wizards who mastered flight.

Alza also nodded, but at this time, Heath said, "Wait a minute."

Both of them looked at Heath. Jackman asked, "Any other questions, Heath?"

Jackman did not find anything special about the cliff. The strange thing was that there were clouds floating in the middle of the cliff, which looked like a pocket-sized Dark Cloud Beast. However, he had just checked it with his spiritual tentacle. It was just an ordinary cloud. It had nothing to do with a Dark Cloud Beast.

Heath did not say anything. He just walked to the edge of the cliff and thought for a while. Then, he took out a metal object from his dimensional pocket. It was a golden palm-sized metal bug. There was also a pile of small bee-like wings outside.

It was a flying bug puppet. It was a gadget that Heath had bought when he was strolling in the market.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The little bug flapped its wings and flew out from Heath's palm. Then, it quickly flew towards the cliff.

However, just after it flew a few meters away, the clouds floating on the cliff suddenly lit up. One of the white clouds shone with a purplish-blue light. Then, there was a 'Pi!' sound. A bolt of lightning shot out from the white cloud and headed straight for Heath's metal bug.

The moment the lightning bolt shot out, Heath hurriedly summoned his Mimicry Shield to cover the metal bug's body. After being adjusted and strengthened over the years, the Mimicry Shield was now an absolute intermediate Wizard spell. Even if it was above the intermediate Wizard level, it would still be above the defensive level. It would have no problem blocking intermediate Wizard spells or even some advanced Wizard spells.

However, at this moment, the moment the lightning struck, a series of 'ka ka ka' sounds could be heard. The silver metal curtain collapsed in an instant and was torn into pieces by the lightning.

Seeing this scene, the people on the broken cliff could not help but open their mouths.

Everyone had experienced the power of the Heath's Mimicry Shield personally before. It did not move at all in the face of the indiscriminate bombardment of so many spells. However, at this moment, it could not even withstand a few seconds in front of the lightning.

If it was not the metal bug that had just flown over, but themselves...

Alza and Jackman could not help but break out in cold sweat...

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