In the Name of Empress

Chapter 719

She couldn't imagine the fate of a mage being surrounded by seven red warm berserkers with magical immunity.

Just as she unconsciously stood up and clenched her fists, Lisa made her move.

To be precise, she was moving her feet while she cast her spell.

Moving casting?!

This time, it was Roland who stood up.

His understanding of magic far surpassed that of ordinary people, so of course, he knew the flaws of a traditional mage.

Fragile and short-legged, spellcasting requires chanting and guidance, and being in close range is a dead end.

Fragility can be compensated with various equipment and magic shields, or by following Anthony's path of being a muscle mage.

Short legs can be managed with blink and teleportation to create distance.

Those are easy to solve.

The chanting of spells, however, is the mage's Achilles' heel.

To shorten the casting time, mages spend their lives researching how to chant quickly, how to reduce chanting syllables.

Every millisecond of improvement could mean the difference between life and death.

The secret to rapid casting is a mage's most treasured skill, not even easily taught to disciples.

Throughout the long history of the Magic Empire, countless sages racked their brains to solve the chanting issue.

Ultimately, they explored three solutions.

The first was the radical group, who, finding chanting cumbersome, decided not to chant and cast instantly. This group of mages took inspiration from the magic patterns of the Elf Race and the Demon Race, continuously inscribing magic patterns on themselves, becoming rune war gods.

No matter how hard they tried, they could only achieve instant casting of low to middle tier magic, and instant casting couldn't be sustained but had a cooldown period.

The second was the inventive group, who thought, since stationary casting is vulnerable to attacks, why not move while casting? No one had stipulated that spellcasting had to be done standing still; it was just a rule discovered while mastering magic.

Imagination is combat power, and this group indeed had fruitful research results.

They successfully developed the art of walking casting before the Magic Empire's fall, but unfortunately, their walking speed was very slow, roughly equivalent to a crawling baby.

At this level of moving casting, enemies would more likely die of laughter than be killed.

The theory wasn't flawed, but in practice, it was equivalent to zero.

The third was the conservative group, who thought that if instant and moving casting were unreliable, then shorten the chanting time as much as possible. As long as they enunciated clearly, they could focus their spirit and accommodate casting.

This faction eventually became mainstream.

Their speed of speech was astonishingly fast, making even the Synthesizer Vocaloid Hatsune Miku's "Disappearance" seem clumsy by comparison.

The strongest mages could recite in one second what others would take over ten seconds to finish.

As the last Emperor of the Magic Empire, Lisa's choice, of course, was...

All of them.

She felt the three were not in conflict.

Instant casting of low tier magic required strong spirit, which she had; rapid chanting of high tier magic required a nimble tongue, which was no problem for her; moving casting required exceptional magical coordination abilities, which she excelled at.

Thus, the barbarian leaders were faced with a monster capable of instant casting first to middle tier magic, unleashing high tier magic like a storm, and casting while moving.

What left them dumbfounded was that Lisa's moving casting was already at a running pace.

Is this still a mage?

The barbarian leader, who had charged forward only to hit empty air, stared blankly at the ground in front of him. Where's the mage? Such a large mage was just chanting spells?

Of course the mage was there, just over thirty meters ahead of him.

The barbarian leader raised his head warily and witnessed a spectacle he had never seen in his life.

Countless bathtub-sized giant fireballs were linked in a line in the air, hurling towards him.

Flame Burst Skill.

The foundation of fire magic, commonly known as the big fireball,

gathering surrounding fire attribute elements to form a massive fireball, then smashing it down hard.

The advantage is powerful destructiveness, the drawback is that aside from powerful destructiveness, it has nothing else.

Ordinary mages have to prepare in advance, concentrate their spirits, and exert all their strength to release it, and must rest after casting.

The big fireball is a mage's dream, but in practice, they prefer quick magics like burning and scorching heat.

How many mages dream of an enemy willing to stand there and take a big fireball?

Lisa's fifteen consecutive Flame Bursts shattered everyone's understanding.

First, she used a pre-stored sequencer to instantly cast three Flame Bursts, then her tongue vibrated like an electric motor, rapidly unleashing another fifteen Flame Bursts.

The threshold of the magic immunity limit was pierced through.

The magic resistance armor turned to scrap metal.

The seventh Flame Burst destroyed the barbarian leader's magic immunity, the eighth fireball heavily injured him, the ninth one burned him to death on the spot, and five of the following six Flame Bursts whipped his corpse, with the last one forcibly directed by Lisa to explode in the sky, transforming into a display of fireworks.

Under the fireworks was the barbarian leader's grand funeral.

This was a slaughter feast, with not one less.