The Final Battle

It was a joke?

The archmages exchanged glances, wondering if they had misheard.

For a long time, no one spoke. The scene fell into an abrupt silence.

The Archmages were thinking.

Didn't this kid passionately asked them if they wanted to learn forbidden spells just a moment ago?

Then why was he refusing them now?

Where exactly did it go wrong?

Was it our problem?

After a round of review...

The Archmages came back to their senses. They had been tricked!

The Archmages, the most honorable existences in this world.

The Archmages, who stood at the peak of the Arnold Continent, absolutely could not suffer such an insult!

Blood rushed to the old men's faces, instantly flushing their faces red. They were so angry that their hair almost stood on end.

"You... You're toying with us?"

"What's the point of doing that?"

"Hmph, you're indeed a monster from the Abyss. Your kind never keep your word. I shouldn't have had my hopes up from the start!"

"Trash, trash who possesses magic power. I, Blake, disdain to acknowledge you as my master!"

...

The Archmages changed their attitude faster than one could flip through a page. Just a moment ago, they were still greeting Rennes sincerely, like obedient students greeting their teacher.

But now, their expressions had become ferocious and terrifying after they were played like clowns.

Unfortunately, no matter how angry they were, the old men did not dare to insult Rennes too harshly.

Because if they really angered the monster, they might not live past today.

The Archmages screamed and shouted, trying to vent their dissatisfaction.

On the other side of the battelfield, Lifa could hear the helpless curses of the Archmages from a hundred meters away thanks to her being a Grandmage.

Thinking of the helpless and angry looks on the faces of the usually high and mighty Archmages, Lifa, who was still immersed in grief, could not help but crack a smile.

Looking at Ryan's back, she felt like she was looking at her guardian angel. It made Lifa's heart beat fast.

'This man is so interesting!' Lifa thought to herself.

Up in the sky.

Ryan spread his hands and pretended to be helpless.

"I wasn't asking seriously. There's no way I'd take on several old men as my disciples. My standard's not that low. My disciples must be beautiful girls. You guys shouldn't have taken it that seriously!"

Rennes did not show any mercy.

Hearing this, the angry old men were collectively stunned.

What?

They couldn't even compare to women?

They were Archmages! How dare he look down on them!

"You're so powerful, yet so unexpectedly short-sighted!"

Although he was insulted, the dignity of an Archmage had to be maintained. Henry, who was the first to wish to become Rennes' apprentice, said with a stiff face.

"That the Noah Kingdom did not fall today may be the will of the Creator, Volibear. The Raytheon Empire shall respect the will of the Creator, Volibear, and offer a truce. Take this chance to rest well, Noah Kingdom!"

Another Archmage, Bob, added right after Henry.

After saying that, the Archmages nodded in unison.

They no longer had any reason to stay here.

On the contrary, the longer they stayed, the more their lives would be in danger.

Therefore, they already had the intention to retreat.

A few teleportation arrays flashed under their feet. Dense spatial elemental energy rippled. They were about to leave.

"Wait a minute. Did I say you can go?"

Rennes smiled, raised his right hand, and casted Void Restriction.

In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to have frozen. The magic light of the teleportation spells dimmed at the same time.

"What is the meaning of this, sir?"

Henry's expression became very ugly.

"What I mean is, you guys should just remain here!"

The smile on Rennes' face disappeared. His body floated higher into the sky, pushed by an unknown force.

His two hands controlled two opposing forces. The two unrelated energies seemed very gentle in his hands.

No one could imagine how terrifying the energy unleashed would be when the two energies came into contact.

"You are an existence from the Abyss and have no connection to this world, sir. Why do you need to go this far?"

"That's right, sir! If the balance of this world is broken, you will be punished by the great God of Creation, Volibear!"

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The Archmages shouted with terror in their eyes, hoping to change Rennes' mind.

"Oh, is that so?"

Rennes pretended to think, giving them hope.

However, the next second, Rennes' expression suddenly turned cold as he met their expectant gazes.

He smiled and asked curiously, "Who does Volibear think he is?"

WHAT!

He actually dared to insult the Creator!

Those words made the Archmages furious. They looked at Rennes with unveiled hatred, but were powerless to do anything.

After all, this man did not belong to this world. Naturally, he did not need to believe in the God of Creation.

"If only we knew this would happen. We should have interrupted the spell when the Abyss Summoning started. Sigh, we were too careless!"

"Since you're unwilling to let us go, we can only sacrifice our lives to defend the honor of the Creator!"

"But I don't know if you'd be willing to pay this price!"

The faces of the Archmages were grim. They knew that there was no way they could escape unscathed today.

Therefore, the five of them joined forces again and unleashed all of their magic power in one go, using their strongest move.

Five magic torrents instantly joined together and formed a huge spiraling arrowhead that rocketed towards Rennes.

After performing this move, their faces became extremely pale, and their breathing seemed to have become much weaker.

Seeing the arrow, Rennes' mouth curved into a smile.

This spell was pretty good. It seemed that the old men were not complete trash after all. A spell of this level was almost comparable to the weakest intermediate spell in his arsenal.

Rennes half clenched his right hand, leaving a gap the size of a thumb in the center.

He took a deep breath and blew into his right hand like he was playing a musical instrument. The sound he made had a strange rhythm to it.

Suddenly, a huge tornado tore through the world, appearing in front of Rennes.

Rennes drew a line with his finger, aiming for the five-colored arrow.

The tornado that had been accumulating power for a while instantly rushed forth as if it had received a command.

The five-colored arrow left a stream of light in its wake that dragged over a hundred meters long. However, in the next moment, all the light was wrapped up by the tornado.

The rotating tornado was like a cutting machine, constantly chopping up the magic energy in the arrow. In the end, it even encompassed the five Archmages.

When all the light in the sky had dissipated, the space regained peace once more. In the air, a few strands of dust dispersed with the wind.

Rennes swayed back to the Imperial City as if nothing had happened.

Facing the adoring gaze of the blonde girl, he asked helplessly, "This Abyss Summoning spell of yours, it only summons someone here but doesn't send them back?"