The Great Mage Returns After 4000 Years Book 2: 332

Book 2: Chapter 332

Peran’s figure shot into the sky. Nix, who was staring at him like she wanted to kill him, imdiately chased after him.

Changing the battle location.

From Peran’s perspective, his highest priority goal had already been completed.

‘She was curiously easy to provoke.’

This didn’t an that he thought she was an easy enemy.

In fact, she was probably the most formidable enemy he’d ever faced.

“Hoo…”

He took a deep breath and cald himself down.

Peran realised that his emotions were in a slightly unstable state.

The first thing he needed to do was forget everything.

The conversation between Lukas and Nix.

The first clue that he’d found in ten years.

And everything about Frey Blake.

This opponent was not one he could face while his mind was in turmoil.

It was even possible that he would have to risk his life in this fight.

Fwoosh!

Imdiately afterward, he felt imnse heat coming from behind him. When he glanced back, the first thing he saw was a wave of flas that completely covered his entire field of view.

Trying to block those flas was no different from suicide.

Should he use Blink? Unfortunately, it didn’t seem that the range of this attack was small enough for him to escape it using short distance teleportation.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Peran observed Nix over the flas.

Her eyes were shaky, her breathing was erratic, and her face was flushed.

…It was clear that this person had lost half of their reason and had beco ntally unstable. This was probably the reason why her attacks were so one dinsional. In the first place, fire was an elent that was easy to understand and simple to use.

‘I won’t be intimidated.’

He just had to do what he always did.

There was no need for him to be frightened by her overwhelming firepower.

Of course, this didn’t an that this would be an easy fight for Peran at all. If he were to touch even a small spark of those flas, the tide of the battle would turn in an instant. Or perhaps it would imdiately end. It was entirely possible that Peran would suffer from the tragic end of having his body turn into ashes without being able to resist.

The overwhelming pressure from his enemy and the overwhelming pressure from this life and death battle overlapped, creating a heavy weight on his shoulders.

This pressure was so imnse that even high level Wizards would find it hard to concentrate enough to cast spells.

‘Right. It’s too heavy.’

But if he couldn’t overco adversity like this one, then he couldn’t really call himself an Archmage.

Whoosh!

A windstorm began to form above Peran’s hand.

Just because his opponent was a Phoenix didn’t an he needed to use water attributed magic.

Of course, it was impossible to put out such a huge fla with wind magic. Even a naturally ford hurricane would not be able to do so.

However, it was possible to change the path of the flas.

Whoosh!

The raging storm temporarily stalled the flas before forcibly changing their direction. The flas, which were rushing towards the forest with fierce montum, rolled over and went back in the direction they ca from.

In other words, they rushed towards Nix.

“…”

Nix didn’t try to avoid them.

In fact, she didn’t even blink as the flas she shot out engulfed her entire body. Those flas were hot enough that even polished steel would have lted in an instant, but Nix looked like she was just feeling a warm breeze instead. (TL:…no duh…)

‘I didn’t expect that.’

He didn’t expect it to have any effect at all.

As he looked at her unmoving expression, Peran couldn’t help but feel a bit of fear rising within him.

For instance, if this had been a battle between Wizards and those flas were a spell, it would have been a completely different story.

Just because the caster was the one who created the spell didn’t an that they wouldn’t take damage from it.

Peran couldn’t help but recall the fact that his opponent was a divine beast and a Phoenix at that.

For a being that had been born from flas, the flas she made were as threatening as her own fingernails.

Crack!

Whoosh!

Imdiately after carefully analysing the situation, Peran cast Earth Fragnt and Frost Scream simultaneously.

In terms of pure skill, the Monster Queen surpassed him by an almost insurmountable margin. Peran’s only advantage in this fight was the fact that he was much calr than Nix was.

Usually, in battle, if your opponent was to lose their cool first, it would be possible to win even if there was a large gap between you.

But Peran quickly realised that irregardless of how many spells he shot out one after the other, he still failed to pierce the shell of flas that covered Nix.

The reason for this was simple.

Nix was several tis stronger than Peran.

Moreover, her flas were gradually becoming stronger as more ti passed.

Despite this, there were two reasons why Peran had yet to receive any injuries.

The first, as ntioned earlier, was that Nix’s attacks were too one dinsional. The other was that Nix had beco too used to one sided slaughtering.

Wiping entire regions with a vast range of fla attacks.

That was the main fighting style of Nix, the Monster Queen.

However, Peran was able to respond to the fla attacks she used to an extent.

Even though he was only desperately defending, it couldn’t be denied that Peran was doing an exceptional job at staying alive.

‘In other words, the Monster Queen has never fought an enemy as strong as I am.’

It was thanks to that that he hadn’t stopped breathing yet, but he wasn’t optimistic that would remain the case for long.

The Monster Queen’s combat senses were extraordinary. Even now, she constantly analysed Peran’s nurous spells as if she could see right through them, and was able to distinguish his real attacks from his feints. Since she was effectively half-mad at the mont, this ant that she was relying almost solely on her instincts.

This fact covered his back in cold sweat.

That was why he couldn’t let his guard down for even an instant.

‘I can’t afford to waste any more ti.’

His analysis was complete.

Peran’s judgent was simple.

He needed to act as soon as possible.

“In the beginning, there was only a handful of wind.”

While holding Nix back, he began to chant a spell.

Although this counted as a form of double casting, the perfection of the spell he was using to hold Nix back didn’t falter at all.

“This wind beca a breeze for the good and a typhoon for the corrupt. Behold. Even if a formidable foe blocks my path, how can I feel fear when I have the fangs of wind that scratch the earth on my side?”

Howl-

His mana, which was slowly rising up from his body, began to shake violently.

It was a strange on.

It was Lukas, who was still collapsed on the ground, that noticed it before anyone else. He stared blankly at Peran for a mont before his eyes quickly widened.

He realised what spell Peran was trying to cast.

“I declare here and now. That the fangs of wind have co to rest on , and I will not show rcy to my enemies.”

Bang!

The harbinger of the spell appeared.

Following the loud sound, an enormous shockwave spread in every direction.

The clouds in the sky imdiately scattered and disappeared.

Rumble…

Then ca the vibrations.

Even Nix, who had lost basically half of her reason, could tell that these unusual vibrations were not a good sign.

“…”

While she didn’t know what it was, she could tell that it was dangerous.

This man was up to sothing.

Fwoosh!

Nix let out a breath of flas, and the space that had just been occupied by the clouds, were now filled by a sea of flas.

But Lukas could tell that Nix’s response was already a step too late.

His eyes were glued to Peran as he saw him mutter the na of the spell he was about to invoke.

“…Beginning Wind.” (TL: Wind of the Beginning might have sounded cooler.)

Roar!

—In an instant, the scarlet flas were torn apart by a sudden gust of wind. It was as if the sunset sky was falling.

Those who witnessed a battle between high level Wizards might mistakenly think that they had sohow fallen into a chapter of mythology. If anyone were to see this scene, they would not think it was strange, instead, they would feel like it was normal. They would believe that they were witnessing a battle of the gods.

“Kyaak!”

Nix’s scream ripped across the sky.

The Beginning Wind tore her flas, which covered the sky, to shreds before continuing to scratch deep grooves in her body.

The feeling of the blades of wind cutting into her flesh was so intense that Nix couldn’t help but scream, but her eyes beca overflowing with murderous intent.

“You… dare…!”

Flas erupted from her back.