One skill point per second, I turn fireballs into forbidden spells.

Chapter 211 A Cataclysmic Disaster! The Terrifying Power of Multiple Spellcasting!
Modi spread his arms, and the fanatical expression on his face froze completely.

The surging heat dissipated as Lin Yi canceled his skill.

He felt like a delusional, mentally challenged person…

"Just... just kidding...?"

The host, A-Liang, looked completely bewildered.

He was prepared for Lin Yi to finish the battle at lightning speed again, but he didn't expect that Lin Yi would cancel his skill that he had been charging up for a long time after the start of the match!
"What's going on? Did Lin Yi see something?"

Zhao Enquan's gaze was deep. In fact, he had noticed the strangeness of Curry Country's three consecutive challenges to Lin Yi.

Especially considering Lin Yi's current strength, which is almost overwhelming, he still stubbornly came up to deliver himself.

So suspicious.

He had already reminded Lin Yi, but how well he would perform in the final battle still depended on the situation on the day.

On the ring, Modi lowered his outstretched hand, pointed at Lin Yi, and mumbled something for a long time.

He was extremely anxious. The plan was almost successful, and he was prepared to sacrifice himself for his country.

In the end, Lin Yi withdrew more than 20,000 fireballs, which completely stumped him.

The referee on the sidelines also looked resentful.

Didn't you say that once a skill is used, it can't be taken back?

Now the poop that was pulled out has shrunk back in, hasn't it?

How abominable!
"You seem disappointed that I couldn't send you on your way with a fireball."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I promise to make your wish come true and let you experience Barrick's joy."

Modi swallowed hard; he felt he could still be saved.

But he also understood one thing: if he said anything at this moment, he would only make himself look even more like a clown.

So, for a moment, he really couldn't think of what to say.

Lin Yi didn't expose him, but simply raised his hand again.

However, this time, the skill he used was not fireball.

However, its rank is also not high.

[Summon: Necromancer]!
This is a 3rd-tier skill of the Necromancer class.

The last time Lin Yi used this skill was during the provincial exam when he was testing the Necromancer Space.

As Lin Yi thought about it, a magic array radiating a dark and evil light appeared in front of him.

Then, a necromancer, emaciated and wearing tattered robes, crawled out of the magic circle.

"Uh……"

A sigh escaped from his decaying throat.

Two blue will-o'-the-wisps also lit up in his eye sockets under his hood!

[X4396!]

A prompt appeared before Lin Yi's eyes.

Multiple casting, plus an extra 4395 skeleton mages!
But Lin Yi's spellcasting did not stop at all.

He only needs to think for now, and he can unleash ten of these low-level spells in a row!

【X3369】!
【X4086】!
【X3994】!
……

A series of prompts for multiple spellcasting triggered by the Primordial Chaos instantly appeared before Lin Yi's eyes.

The next moment, more than 40,000 magic arrays flashing with black evil light suddenly appeared, centered on Lin Yi!

Because the number is simply too large.

Most of the magic circles have even extended beyond the arena.

Spanning the vast arena of Penglai Island!

An aura symbolizing death spread from the forty thousand magic arrays, causing the hearts of all the spectators present to tremble.

How could the temperature drop so drastically in the middle of summer?!

"Uh…"

Countless necromancers crawled out of the magic circle.

In an instant, the entire arena became incredibly eerie!
After all the necromancers were summoned, Lin Yi, surrounded by these terrifying monsters, looked more like a villain than the villain himself.

Modi's brain has shut down.

Surrounded by undead monsters, they were at a loss.

"Necromantic skill!"

"I didn't expect Lin Yi to possess necromancy skills!"

"My God, how many undead monsters did he summon... Did he bring an entire legion to our competition venue???" Everyone was quite frightened by this spectacle, and even the audience forgot to applaud.

But Lin Yi left no ink mark.

He pointed his right hand at Modi.

The next moment, the will-o'-the-wisps in the empty eye sockets of countless necromancers shone even brighter!

Forty thousand necromancers began to chant in unison!
Just one second later.

The entire stadium was once again illuminated by brilliant firelight!

Fireball!
The 40,000 Fireballs once again streaked across the sky, flying towards Modi on the arena!
"do not want!"

"save…"

Modi didn't even get to utter his second word before he was engulfed in flames.

"I told you I would definitely grant your wish."

"See, I've arranged it for you!"

Lin Yi's voice was drowned out by the intense, bright light.

Barrick endured several minutes of continuous fireball torture.

But Modi has it much easier.

More than 40,000 fireballs erupted simultaneously.

So he was burned to ashes in an instant.

at the same time.

The life-sustaining array beneath the entire arena collapsed!

The popping sounds were like firecrackers.

Fireball (Necromancer)

Fireball count: 41964

[Theoretical damage: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ]

"So that's it!"

"So that's it!"

Along with the host A-Liang's narration, a brief information about Lin Yi's summoned creature also appeared on the big screen.

The numerous necromancers present all had low health, as if they had suffered some kind of injury.

Subsequently, Modi's talent for counter-damage was also highlighted by the tournament organizers.

"Lin Yi must have discovered Modi's counter-damage talent in advance, which is why he removed the skill he was using."

"The damage from the summoned creature's skill comes from the summoned creature itself, so Lin Yi himself is unharmed!"

"What a keen sense of combat!"

After Ah Liang finished speaking, the flames on the arena dissipated.

A scene that chilled everyone to the bone unfolded!
Compared to Barrick, the extra 4000+ fireballs became the straw that broke the camel's back.

After the last life-sustaining array in the arena shattered, Modi turned into a pile of black ash, which was then blown away by the wind and completely annihilated.

Modi, dead!
There was no chance of saving them!
Only Lin Yi and a densely packed group of necromancers remained at the scene!

Lin Yi's gaze turned icy as he looked again in the direction of the Curry Country team.

"Anyone who wants to die, come find me."

"I will definitely satisfy you."

This time, the Curry Country team members who had been cursing and swearing all fell silent.

They are really scared!

Because some of them really died!
Even the tournament organizing committee couldn't save them from Lin Yi!
Then, Lin Yi's gaze swept over the group of mid-level players preparing in the backcourt.

Wherever Lin Yi looked, almost everyone shrank their necks and lowered their heads.

Their pride, their self-respect.

It means nothing in the face of a tangible embodiment of death!

Lin Yi suddenly felt bored.

They lost interest in playing.

Anyway, we already have three wins in hand.

Let's wait until the high-ranking players take the stage tomorrow before making a decision.

(End of this chapter)