Chapter 521: Bowing Down
At that moment, hearing the young mage’s calm voice, Suville was nearly scared out of his wits; his face turned deathly pale and he was so tense he could barely breathe.
This is no joke...
His enemy was a level 37 peak Lava Baron, who, when enraged, could even injure a Title Archmage, let alone someone like him.
A faint sense of anxiety crept into Suville’s heart for the first time, along with a feeling of despair. His situation was dire—he had to constantly expend vast amounts of mana to fend off the Lava Baron's attacks, with no chance to counterattack or escape. If the young mage didn’t step in to help, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At that moment, Suville felt an urge to curse out loud...
He finally understood—the young mage was doing this out of deliberate revenge.
But things had come to this point; even knowing all this, there was nothing he could do. Once again, using Flame Blink, he left a string of afterimages in the void, narrowly dodging the Lava Baron's attack. Gritting his teeth, Suville spoke in a low voice: 'Magus Merlin, I know we’ve had our differences in the past, but clearly now isn’t the time to dwell on that. I need your help to kill this demon...'
'If we don’t kill this demon and let it rampage through Specter Valley, both the Merlin Family and the Black Tower will suffer great losses. I hope you can consider this, Magus Merlin...' After saying this, Suville’s expression grew even more sour. In the entire Black Tower, the only person he ever spoke to formally was Lord Heron, but today, he had to use honorifics for a young member of the Merlin Family.
In this situation, the experienced Black Tower councilor had already lost all his composure.
Immediately, the sound of thunderous rumbling echoed nonstop...
However, this did not inflict any real damage on the Lava Baron.
Although the commotion was great, the Lava Baron was, after all, a level 37 peak demon. In the Blazeforge Realm, such an environment made it an exceptionally powerful being. Low-level spells simply couldn't hurt it, no matter how many were cast.
So strong...
Yet, a faint smile appeared on Lin Yun's flame-covered face. That was just a probing attack; dozens of low-level ice spells hadn't harmed the Lava Baron, but they had served a purpose: they allowed him to accurately gauge its true strength.
Most importantly, with those dozens of ice spells, he created a thin ring of ice-elemental magic around the Lava Baron...
This detail could double the effect for half the effort.
A skilled mage calculates every step and detail in a battle. Like now, Lin Yun faced a Lava Baron—a creature between a demon and an elemental, innately proficient in fire magic and nearly immune to fire spells. In this situation, Lin Yun's fire magic was almost useless.
Ice magic was undoubtedly the best choice...
However, under the influence of the Lava Baron, the area had long since become a sea of flames, saturated with fire-elemental magic. In such an environment, the power of any ice spell would be greatly diminished.
That's why, just moments ago, Lin Yun unleashed dozens of low-level ice spells. After that barrage, traces of ice-elemental magic still lingered around the Lava Baron.
What truly mattered were these ice-elemental energies...
Because the spell Lin Yun was about to cast next was rather special.
In a flash, Lin Yun raised his Doom Staff, which erupted in dazzling light. Strings of obscure incantation spilled from his lips, and instantly, a surge of magical energy filled the air, followed by a bone-chilling cold that spread to every corner.
As the incantation ended, a gale howled, turning the surroundings into a white blur. Countless flakes of frost danced through the air, dazzling and beautiful.
Within seconds, the terrifying heat vanished without a trace, replaced by a cold that pierced to the bone. Even a magus-level powerhouse would struggle to last long, soon freezing stiff as their blood congealed.
This was a sixth-level spell: Frost Shackles...
Strictly speaking, Frost Shackles isn't an offensive spell, but a control spell.
Its restraining power could only be described as terrifying.
Of course, the mana consumption was immense. Although Frost Shackles was only a sixth-level spell—any mage above fifth-rank could cast it—even a ninth-rank magus would struggle to maintain it for three seconds if they exhausted all their mana. This shows just how terrifying the consumption is.
Generally speaking, even titled magus-level beings rarely dare to use Frost Shackles, because its consumption is simply too extreme—and it's only a control spell.
However, for Lin Yun, who possessed two Alchemic Magic Cores, casting Frost Shackles was no problem. What he needed now was precisely this spell that others considered almost useless.
As the spell ended, a silver-white layer spread across the area. Endless frost engulfed the towering Lava Baron, and countless shards of ice fused together, forming a thick block that looked like shackles from afar, trapping the demon.
Roar...!
Through the thick ice, the Lava Baron's roar could faintly be heard. But no matter how its massive body trembled, it couldn't break free from the shackles.
A sixth-level control spell is never as simple as it sounds. Even a level 37 peak Lava Baron was thoroughly trapped, unable to break free for the time being.
At this moment, as Lin Yun maintained Frost Shackles, he could clearly feel his mana draining at a terrifying rate. He didn't dare hesitate—he suddenly flashed forward with Flame Blink, instantly closing to within ten meters of the Lava Baron. Raising his Doom Staff, the surrounding magical energies erupted violently.
What followed was a spellcasting display that would leave anyone stunned—he compressed his spell exhaustion time to the absolute limit. Each flash of the Doom Staff marked the birth of a powerful spell. With the Lava Baron trapped by Frost Shackles, he didn't need to defend himself; all he had to do was cast spell after spell.
Almost every spell that landed caused considerable harm to the Lava Baron...
About ten seconds later, his forehead was covered in beads of sweat, but he didn't have time to wipe them away. Instead, he immediately activated an ultimate spell from the Sage's Chapter; in an instant, the slot for Extreme Acceleration dimmed...
Magus Merlin, thank you...
Originally, facing the Lava Baron alone, Suville was already in dire straits. With Lin Yun's arrival, he finally had a chance to catch his breath.
However, just as he was about to offer his insincere thanks, he suddenly found that after the young mage unleashed a storm of attacks, he immediately cast Acceleration and turned into a blur, leaving the battlefield at an incredible speed.
Before he could finish his words of thanks, Suville was left dumbfounded, staring in disbelief. That damned young mage had actually abandoned him and run off alone...
Unbelievable...
Suville cursed fiercely, veins bulging on his forehead. But the next moment, he couldn't curse anymore; his face turned ashen, anger vanished from his eyes, replaced by an indescribable fear. All around, the sound of cracking ice echoed like glaciers splitting apart. On the Frost Shackles binding the Lava Baron, terrifying fissures appeared and spread rapidly. At the same time, an extreme heat began to seep out from within...
Along with it came a deafening roar of fury from the Lava Baron.
At this moment, Suville was truly scared half to death, staring at the Lava Baron just a few steps away, his eyes filled with helplessness.
Almost every spell that landed caused considerable harm to the Lava Baron...
About ten seconds later, his forehead was covered in beads of sweat, but he didn't have time to wipe them away. Instead, he immediately activated an ultimate spell from the Sage's Chapter; in an instant, the slot for Extreme Acceleration dimmed...
Magus Merlin, thank you...
Originally, facing the Lava Baron alone, Suville was already in dire straits. With Lin Yun's arrival, he finally had a chance to catch his breath.
However, just as he was about to offer his insincere thanks, he suddenly found that after the young mage unleashed a storm of attacks, he immediately cast Acceleration and turned into a blur, leaving the battlefield at an incredible speed.
Before he could finish his words of thanks, Suville was left dumbfounded, staring in disbelief. That damned young mage had actually abandoned him and run off alone...
Unbelievable...
Suville cursed fiercely, veins bulging on his forehead. But the next moment, he couldn't curse anymore; his face turned ashen, anger vanished from his eyes, replaced by an indescribable fear. All around, the sound of cracking ice echoed like glaciers splitting apart. On the Frost Shackles binding the Lava Baron, terrifying fissures appeared and spread rapidly. At the same time, an extreme heat began to seep out from within...
Along with it came a deafening roar of fury from the Lava Baron.
At this moment, Suville was truly scared half to death, staring at the Lava Baron just a few steps away, his eyes filled with helplessness.