novelraw Chapter 201 201: Numbered
Chapter 201 201: Numbered
Castor's Titan's Edge blazed… He created the massive sword filled with destructive mana. The courtyard could feel the heat coming from it, and the crowd stepped back after being under the pressure.
This was definitely a powerful Spell from a Magic Swordsman.
Rayven, however, simply raised his hand. His lips curved into a smile… He had seen far too many powerful enemies. He had even survived an Archmage's attack… At this point, he wouldn't be scared of someone who would not be able to eliminate him with a spell or two…
'If you're fighting in close range… Then, I'll just keep my distance.' He muttered.
"Fireball."
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
A sphere of flame shot forward… It happened so quickly, but it slammed Castor's blazing sword.
Bam!
"Are you serious? You think that pitiful-"
Before he could finish speaking, Rayven had already used another Spell.
"Fireball."
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
Another sphere came and this time, Castor was barely able to deflect it as he didn't expect another Fireball…
However, Rayven just continued spamming this Spell and this surprised everyone!
"Fireball… Fireball… Fireball…"
After his seventh Spell, Castor was finally hit on his chest!
This one shot gave the opening that Rayven needed.
Another fireball hit his shoulder, forcing him to grit his teeth.
"Fireball."
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
Another fireball struck his leg, scorching the ground beneath him. Thankfully, Castor had his Mana Shield activated this time, and so, he couldn't be injured so easily.
The crowd couldn't help but feel stunned with what was happening…
This wasn't supposed to happen at all.
"Wait… did he just cast Fireball ten times in a row?"
"That's impossible! Young mages barely have enough mana for seven spells! Furthermore, there's no waiting time on his spellcasting."
"This is madness…"
"A high-grade Artifact! He must be using one!"
"This must be a costly Artifact. Incredible…"
Just like that, Rayven kept going. His hand lifted again and released more spells…
"Fireball… Fireball…"
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
He continued casting spells and of course, his coins were also diminishing… However, what he was doing wasn't just simply defeating the Swordmaster's disciple. It was also a warning that his Holt Family wasn't easily bullied!
"Fireball."
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
The courtyard erupted in laughter and disbelief as Castor was pelted repeatedly, his massive Titan's Edge flailing uselessly as he tried to block the barrage.
"Is he… is he just spamming Fireball until he wins?!" one guard shouted. He seemed amused by their young master's trick.
"By the gods, he's not even chanting!" another servant cried. "He's just saying the name of the spell!"
Castor frowned as he felt that his mana was already reaching its limit…
"Stop mocking me!"
He then swung his flaming blade, cutting through three fireballs in a row. But Rayven's eyes gleamed.
"Fireball."
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
Another sphere slammed into Castor's chest, knocking him back.
"Fireball."
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
Another hit his shoulder.
"Fireball."
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
Another struck his leg.
The crowd was in hysterics now.
"Is this… is this legal?"
"He's casting like a machine!"
"Thirty fireballs?! How does he still have mana?!"
Julia covered her mouth, torn between shock and laughter. She had no idea how Rayven was doing it, but this was definitely satisfying to watch!
Rayven's companions, Miki, Nara, and Thyruz, on the other hand, knew that Castor was indeed a special Swordsman with a high-grade Artifact…
If he were actually lacking mana and the quality of his sword was bad, then he would've been defeated already.
However, Castor's sword was quite special. It was definitely made with a very rare material, and it could even be made of mythril.
"Look at him!" Miki whispered. "He's just… spamming Fireball… This is guy is just too mysterious."
Nara shook her head, grinning. "I've never seen anything so ridiculous. I wonder if that Archmage gave him something that made him capable of doing this."
Thyruz was also curious about this since, at the very beginning, when he met Rayven, he already found him mysterious.
Rayven's casting techniques, the number of his spells, and the mysterious items he had… They were all something he couldn't understand, even after observing him for some time.
Meanwhile, Castor was staggering, his coat was already scorched, his Titan's Edge had also started disappearing as the mana fueling it disappeared…
He tried to chant again, but another fireball slammed into his face, cutting him off completely…
"Fireball."
[ 1 Gold Coin deducted. ]
"Fireball… Fireball…
By now, Rayven had spent more than forty gold coins, each fireball hammering Castor relentlessly. The courtyard was filled with smoke, the smell of burnt cloth and singed hair lingering in the air.
Finally, Castor collapsed to his knees, his sword clattering to the ground.
His coat was in tatters, his beard was also slightly burned, but his pride was, of course, utterly destroyed.
Rayven lowered his hand… There was no need to continue.
Castor was lucky that his Fireball was only a Tier 1 Spell… If it were a Tier 2 Spell, he'd really be burnt to ash by now.
'The difference with the quality of Mana is this different, huh…' Rayven mused as he knew that Castor was definitely a powerful figure. He was simply unlucky to face him.
"This duel is over." Rayven announced. He didn't need to cast more spells to prove that he had won the match.
Of course, the crowd erupted in cheers. After all, their young master just won against a disciple of a renowned Swordmaster!
"He… he won by casting Fireball!"
"I've never seen anything like it!"
"I think that's more than fifty Fireballs. That should not be possible for someone so young!"
"Is he even human?! How is that possible?!"
"No… It must be an Artifact… Isn't that a bit too unfair?"
"Idiot… That guy's sword isn't ordinary either. It might be one of the Numbered Swords! Didn't you see how it didn't break even after that many Fireballs?"