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Chapter 116 I suspect the Ancient One wants me to be her sucker.

Regardless of whether Du Mu thought it was a river or not, the woman in the black robe certainly thought it was.

The woman in black robes held her scepter high, constantly consuming the surrounding light, making the entire environment increasingly dark.

"The dark energy of that magical artifact is growing stronger; we must stop it as soon as possible!"

Modu's voice came from the darkness; only his voice could be heard, not his body. Clearly, his passive talent had been triggered, allowing him to completely blend into the surrounding darkness.

Without needing his reminder, Du Mu had already raised his two guns, the muzzles spitting fire continuously, and energy bullets rained down on the woman in black.

Unfortunately, the effect was minimal. All the bullets were blocked by the dark barrier a few feet away from her. Even if a few cracks appeared occasionally, they were repaired in an instant by the surging dark energy.

The woman in black robes smiled disdainfully: "Is this all you've got?"

"Of course not, eat my Six Roots Purification Magic!"

Seeing that his output was insufficient, Du Mu decisively put away his dual pistols, and with a flick of his wrists, a large and thick Gatling gun appeared out of thin air.

The woman in black robes: "."

Bullshit! This isn't magic at all!
Before she could even react, Du Mu had already pulled the trigger. The six barrels of the Gatling gun began to spin at high speed!
Da da da da da da————! !

A deafening roar instantly ripped at everyone's eardrums. The Gatling gun spewed out long, fiery tongues of fire, and the bullets formed a metallic storm, crashing into the dark barrier with overwhelming force!
Every bullet was infused with Du Mu's energy, and the terrifying rate of fire, thousands of rounds per minute, unleashed a torrent of firepower.

Of course, mana is also being consumed rapidly, like a flood that has been released from its dam.

However, the effect was extremely significant. Ripples immediately appeared on the dark barrier, and cracks on the surface appeared more and more frequently. The repair speed obviously could not keep up with the pace of destruction.

Seeing this, the woman in black robes had no choice but to inject more dark energy into the barrier to maintain its defense.

"You don't deserve to be called a mage!!"

The woman in the black robe was furious. She had already used a pistol, but now she had even brought out a Gatling gun!

Can someone like that still be called a monk?!

As a traditional sorcerer who still uses a scepter, she felt that Du Mu had utterly insulted the profession of sorcerer!

Mordo and Casillas were equally surprised.

Not to mention the woman in black robes, even the two sorcerers from Kamar-Taj were seeing a sorcerer using a Gatling gun for the first time.

It has to be said that the firepower looks really fierce, but unfortunately they can't learn how to use it at all.

After all, they dared not squander magical energy like Du Mu did; the energy consumed every minute was enough to put them on several more loans.

There's no way around it; the mages of Kamar-Taj are all masters of borrowing magic, and they have to use it sparingly, using any borrowed magical energy they can manage. They will never use a spell more than necessary if they can fight in melee; magic is just their last resort.

"enough!"

Seeing that the dark barrier was about to shatter, the woman in black robes roared, gripped her scepter with both hands, and slammed it heavily into the ground!
The moment the tip of the scepter touched the ground, a powerful burst of dark energy erupted, transforming into a solidified ring-shaped shockwave that spread wildly outwards from her center!

Wherever the shockwave passed, the glass of the display cases shattered, cultural relics were scattered all over the ground, and the walls collapsed with a roar, raising clouds of dust.

Before Mordo and Casillas could react, they were blasted away by the force and crashed heavily to the ground.

Du Mu was also thrown back by the shockwave, but he quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air, used his waist to perform a nimble flip, and finally landed steadily on both feet with a calm and composed demeanor, which was in stark contrast to the two disheveled people on the ground.

They claim to be the Archmage of Kamar-Taj, yet they lack even this basic physical fitness.

Du Mu glanced at the two of them with disdain.

At this moment, the woman in black robes stood in the center of the ruins.

Her skin turned as black as ink, as if she had become a different race. Even the whites of her eyes disappeared, leaving only two dark holes without any light in her eyes. She exuded an evil aura.

Modu struggled to his feet, looking at the woman in black robes who was several shades darker than him, his expression extremely solemn.

"She has been completely controlled by the dark power of that magical artifact, and her mind has been completely corrupted. Now, she is probably just a puppet of the artifact."

Casillas said coldly, "Then get rid of her. Someone who willingly succumbs to evil forces and falls to this level has no reason to exist in this world."

Upon hearing this, Du Mu's expression turned somewhat strange.

Anyone could say that, but it sounds weird coming from Casillas.

From now on, you'll be Dormammu's number one fanatic. With just one word from Dormammu, you'd probably hand over the Earth with both hands.

In terms of sheer evil, even this woman in black robes can't match your flattery.

The woman in black robes raised her dark arm, holding a scepter, and said coldly, "You who stand on the side of light will soon understand what it feels like to be abandoned by the light and banished to the shadows!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the scepter in her hand suddenly erupted with surging dark energy.

The ground suddenly churned violently, and several thick tentacles formed from dark energy emerged from the shadows, like wildly dancing venomous snakes, and attacked the three of them!

Mordo and Kaecilius reacted swiftly this time, forming hand seals almost simultaneously. Their hands were instantly enveloped in a dazzling golden light, and two small, constantly rotating magic shields appeared on each of their hands, standing out brightly in the dim environment.

Clearly, the magical effects were not within the scope of light energy and were not absorbed by the black-robed woman's scepter.

It's not scientific, but it's magical!
This is the Ring of Raghadore, one of the essential skills that every Kamar-Taj mage must learn. If you don't have those two iconic golden rings on your hands, you'd be embarrassed to call yourself a Kamar-Taj mage.

As the archmages of Kamar-Taj, Mordo and Kaecilius have honed this fundamental skill to perfection.

They dodged left and right, raising the golden ring to block the dark tentacles' attacks, while simultaneously using it as a blade to slice them off. The dark tentacles fell to the ground, enough to make a seafood feast.

Seeing that the two had amazing special effects, Du Mu was naturally unwilling to have his limelight stolen.

He quickly put away the Gatling gun, and an incredibly dazzling magic sword instantly materialized in his hand, its light even overshadowing the other two's Ring of Raghadore.

The originally dim environment was suddenly brightened several times, and even Mordo's invisibility ability was forcibly broken.

Perhaps influenced by the light energy on the magic sword, the surrounding dark tentacles weakened and began to emit wisps of black smoke.

Seeing this, Mordo's face lit up with joy: "Well done, Mage Du Mu, keep up your illumination magic!"

"This is a magic sword!"

Du Mu retorted and swung his sword to meet the approaching dark tentacles.

Before entering the dungeon, he had already mastered the skill 'Basic Use of One-Handed Sword'.

With a flick of his wrist, the magic sword traced a sharp arc in the air, severing several dark tentacles in the blink of an eye.

The magic sword imbued with light energy was a perfect counter to the tentacles formed from dark energy; they crumbled almost instantly upon contact, unable to get even a fraction closer to him.

But the next moment, more dark tentacles surged out from the shadows on the ground, ignoring Mordo and Casillas, and rushed towards Du Mu from all directions!
The woman in black robes clearly realized that Du Mu posed the greatest threat to her, and made him her primary target for elimination.

"Trying to target me, huh!" Du Mu cursed under his breath, continuously swinging his magic sword to sever the incoming dark tentacles.

However, every time he cleared away a patch of dark tentacles in front of him, even more dark tentacles would surge up from behind, seemingly endless, gradually compressing his space of movement with their overwhelming numbers.

The situation for Mordo and Casillas wasn't much better.

Although the number of dark tentacles here was far less than that on Du Mu's side, they were still mortals with limited physical strength, and their condition quickly began to decline.

Modu was momentarily distracted when a dark tentacle wrapped around his right foot, continuing to climb up his body, trying to control him.

Fortunately, she's not some magical girl, otherwise the art style would have gone in a very strange direction.

Casillas was also slapped several times by the dark tentacles, his face was swollen, but apart from his dignity, he was not seriously injured.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Du Mu immediately raised the lamp tube—no, the magic sword—in his hand.

Lighting magic!
In an instant, the magic sword burst forth with a strong, blazing white light, like a miniature sun suddenly being born, instantly illuminating the entire area shrouded in darkness!

Under the blazing white light, all the dark tentacles hissed and emitted black smoke, like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun, and then melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving not a trace behind!

Just one illumination spell cleared the entire screen!
Mordo and Casillas immediately felt a lightness around them, and the suffocating pressure of the siege vanished in an instant.

They squinted, their eyes stinging from the bright light, and stared at the incredible scene before them, utterly shocked.

Mordo couldn't help but ask, "What kind of magic is this?"

Du Mu replied, "Illumination."

Mordo: "."

Casillas: "."

And you still say it's not lighting magic!

Suppressing his shock, Mordo said urgently, "Continue using your illumination spell! That will suppress her dark energy!"

Du Mu shook his head: "This move consumes a lot of energy and cannot be used continuously. Moreover, my energy is almost depleted."

After the Gatling gun's frenzied barrage and the massive drain on his mana from that super-powerful illumination spell, his mana was indeed nearly depleted. Even the light from his magic sword had dimmed, switching to a power-saving mode, and finally, part of the sword's shape became visible.

congratulations!

Du Mu suggested, "I think it's safer to go back to Kamar-Taj and get reinforcements. Bring over the best mages from Kamar-Taj and let's launch a righteous brawl together."

Du Mu had long been accustomed to the brotherhood's fine tradition of group fighting rather than one-on-one duels. Seeing the woman in black robes enter the second stage, his first thought was to gather his men.

Mordo said helplessly, "After the Ancient One left, the only ones who can fight on Kamar-Taj right now are probably me and Kaecilius. The other archmages are all on duty guarding the sanctuaries in their respective places and cannot come to help."

Are you guys really that good at fighting?

Du Mu almost blurted it out.

To be frank, so far he hasn't seen how powerful these two archmages of Kamar-Taj are.

He originally came here to see how the mages of Kamar-Taj fight, but he never expected to witness the two of them being thoroughly and skillfully beaten.

No wonder every time we see the Ancient One, she's always waiting to retire.

His disciples are utterly useless; they can't even handle a failed student from Kamar-Taj, let alone deal with the threat of dimensional demons.

As the saying goes, if you beat the young, the old will follow.

If things continue like this, and Mordo and Kaecilius really can't handle it, in the end we'll probably have to wait for the Ancient One to come back and clean up the mess herself.

As the Supreme Master, she has to handle everything personally, which must be exhausting.

Moreover, it is said that the Ancient One is over a hundred years old, or even several hundred years old. She has been protecting the Earth for hundreds of years. If it were him, he would have wanted to find an honest person to take over and retire to enjoy life.

Thinking of this, Du Mu suddenly remembered that the Ancient One had asked him to become the Sorcerer Supreme.

Holy crap! Could this old man, Bitden, be planning something like this?!

The honest person is actually myself!?
"You're so damned good!"

The woman in black robes felt a strong sense of crisis as she watched her dark tentacles being completely destroyed in one blow.

At this moment, her killing intent towards Du Mu reached its peak, and she directly placed him at the top of her list of those who must die.

This kind of nemesis-like force must not be allowed to continue to exist; it must be completely eradicated at all costs!

"Surrender and hand over your magical artifacts, and we might consider only beating you half to death."

Du Mu gripped his magic sword and advanced, with Mordo and Casillas close behind.

But the woman in black robes had sharp eyes and immediately saw that the three were already at their last gasp.

She scoffed, "Bluster! Let's see how long you can hold out in this state!"

Before she finished speaking, the scepter in the black-robed woman's hand trembled slightly, and the surrounding shadows surged violently once more, with numerous dark tentacles emerging again, their dense array appearing no less than before.

Mordo and Casillas secretly thought things were bad.

Unless they use extremely costly magic, they can't withstand another tentacle play.

"Moreover, your light seems to be fading."

The woman in black robes looked at the slightly dim magic sword in Du Mu's hand, her tone filled with an arrogant confidence that she had victory in her grasp.

"Who said that."

Du Mu chuckled.

Under the astonished gaze of the woman in black robes, he pulled out a bottle of potion that shimmered with azure magical light, uncorked it, and chugged it down in one gulp.

The next moment, his magic sword lit up again, instantly changing from power-saving mode back to green!
[Item: Mana Potion (Restores a certain amount of mana upon consumption)]

"And do you think you're the only one with the second stage?"

Du Mu then took out the magic mask and put it on, and his mana instantly surged along with his mental power!
Under the influence of magic, the eerie runes on the mask's surface began to writhe and twist. Looking at it for too long caused a kind of mental disorientation, as if being stared at by countless evil spirits, and chills ran through the body.

Two cold, eerie white lights shot out from the eye sockets of Du Mu's mask, and his voice was deep.

"You evildoer, you have lost your last chance!"

The woman in black robes: "."

Who the hell is more like the evil one now?!
(End of this chapter)