Warlock of the Magus World 1-596

by Wen Chao Gong

  Leylin was alarmed. Immediately after, the surrounding Magi of the hunting team halted, ready to watch a good show. He instantly understood the situation.

  “Making things difficult for the new guy? What a repulsive practice!”

  The scarred Magus roared, and immediately, two long metal blades appeared in his hands. Each blade was around 2 metres long, with the sheen enough to strike fear into the hearts of some.

  “Storm!”

  The Magus roared a syllable, and in a split second, the blade in his left hand began to emit a fierce, fiery red, while on the right blade, threads of white mist converged to form a blade of ice!

  The scorching heat on the left and the icy coldness on the right mixed together, forming a red and blue metal tornado that swept towards Leylin.

  [Metal Elemental Magic: A tornado formed from sharp blades, which has been upgraded by incorporating fire and ice elemental runes. With the bonus from his elemental essence conversion, the power of this attack is at least 35 degrees!]

  A light flashed in Leylin’s eyes, and he instantly estimated the origin and power of this spell.

  “The average newly-advanced Magus would be killed in seconds if they were unfortunate enough to meet this sort of attack! This is just crazy!”

  Instantly after, Leylin smiled, as if he had gotten something he had wanted. “Hehe… And here I was, afraid that I wouldn’t be able to establish my superiority!”

  Though it wasn’t good to attack the moment he came here, Leylin wasn’t just any regular member, but the vice team leader of the hunting team! Also, his opponent had been the one to initiate the first move, so even if he were to complain to Reynold, Leylin was not afraid.

  To be honest, it would make him even happier if this incident would cause him to lose his position.

  All of these considerations flashed past in an instant, with only a second passing in real time. In this amount of time, the metal tornado attack of the scarred Magus was already in front of Leylin.

  The violent wind pressure that accompanied the tornado turned into wind blades that had a strength comparable to regular weapons, instantly crumbling the walls on both sides of the passage.

  *Slash! Slash!*

  The wind blades that seemed to have materialised out of nowhere sliced against Leylin’s body, but they were repelled by a layer of illusory, crimson armour.

  “Not a bad attack, but unfortunately, you’re dealing with me!”

  Leylin looked calm, enthusiastically evaluating his opponent’s attack.

  With a black flash of light, instead of retreating, Leylin advanced and rushed forwards into metal tornado formed from flames and ice.

  “Is he a lunatic?” Not only the surrounding Magi, but also the scarred Magus had this thought.

  What they saw next was the most unforgettable sight in their life!

  *Bang! Bang! Bang!*

  When the huge metal blades that had the added danger of the flames and ice struck Leylin’s body, immense noises resounded.

  Leylin looked indifferent, wandering around through the metal tornado as if he were strolling around his garden.

  The defense from the Fallen Star Pendant and Leylin’s own support spells rendered this level of attack useless.

  Leylin’s figure appeared as a black shadow as he entered the tornado, extending a pale, delicate finger and tapping gently!

  *Poof!*

  Like a balloon that had been punctured, the excessive might of the metal tornado broke down, and bits of blue ice and red embers flew all over the place, eventually disappearing in mid-air.

  “This…” Scarface gaped, unable to utter a word.

  This ice-fire metal tornado was his ultimate attack. With this one method, he had killed off countless official Magi, but now, this Magus had been able to move freely in the area of the metal tornado and even disable his most powerful attack with a gentle tap!

  This had Scarface stunned, causing him to think that he was dreaming.

  If Leylin had wanted to do everything himself, he would have used his powerful magic to go head on against that metal tornado. Although he would have been able to destroy the tornado in the end, the consumption would be immense, though the scene would be extravagant.

  Hence, Leylin had chosen not to go through with that method, and instead, used the A.I. Chip to calculate the weak point of the spell. He then made use of his powerful defense and took care of the spell by heading into the area the spell affected.

  This method was only viable when dealing with Magi weaker than Leylin. If the opponent’s spell was too powerful, Leylin wouldn’t want to risk entering the area of the magic like this.

  Now, having used this method, he found that it might have been a little too effective.

  Leylin looked at the dazed Magi and gave a gentle smile, his figure flashing as he came to the front of the scarred Magus.

  “You…”

  Scarface raised his right hand, black fur extending from the palm of his hand and forming a red-eyed lion’s head.

  The lion head opened its mouth, preparing to shoot out some kind of energy attack.

  *Ka-cha!*

  Leylin struck quickly, like lightning, and before Scarface could react, a large hand made from shadows grabbed through his innate defensive spell and touched his right hand.

  With the piercing sound of bones being crushed, the lion head on Scarface’s right hand crumbled. His right hand was also bent in an awkward angle by the black hand.

  The scarred Magus showed a hint of pain on his face, but that quickly changed to a fierce expression, as if he wanted to do everything he could to kill Leylin.

  Scarface’s remaining hand dipped into his bag and seemed to be touching some item.

  “Oh? You still want to resist?”

  Leylin furrowed his brows, and in front of him, a black shadow blade emerged and slashed at the Magus’ left arm.

  *Thud!*

  The black blade noiselessly streaked across, and the Magus’ left arm fell.

  Seconds later, fresh blood gushed out like a fountain.

  “Ah!” Scarface’s facial muscles contorted, making him look even more sinister and terrifying.

  In the eyes of Leylin, however, he just seemed like a clown!

  Leylin grabbed forward, black threads at the tips of his five fingers. These threads seemed to have their own intelligence, latching onto Scarface and pushing him to the ground, and then entering his nostrils, ears, mouth and other facial orifices.

  Like a duck that had been clutched by the neck, the Magus’ expression changed to that of resignation, and the violent undulations surrounding him immediately dissipated.

  “You…”

  Scarface seemed like he had something to say, but Leylin didn’t give him any chance to speak.

  Unsympathetically, he raised his foot, clad with a leather boot, and stomped down on Scarface’s chest.

  *Thud!*

  Scarface’s chest sunk in, and his face turned deep red and then purple as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

  Leylin stopped looking at him, and glanced at the surrounding Magi of the hunting team.

  After defeating Scarface, the Magi from the hunting team that were present seemed to have achieved a mutual understanding, and encircled him.

  “What’s this? Are you all going to attack me?”

  Chapter 215 – The Hunting Team’s Vice Team Leader

  Leylin, stepped on the motionless, scarred Magus with his right foot, and coldly glanced at the other Magi present in the surroundings.

  An ice-cold killing intent suddenly descended upon this location, shrouding it entirely.

  All of the present magicians all felt their backs turning cold, as if some ancient beast had turned its cold eyes to stare at them.

  “I am the hunting team’s newly elected vice team leader—Leylin Farlier! This chap disrespected me just moments before, so I punished him a bit. Does anyone have any objections?”

  Leylin swept a glance over them all
and coldly asked.

  To strike at a Magus was within his authority, but if he set about to bully him some more, it would be considered excessive.

  Moreover, there were at least a dozen Magi from the hunting team present here, and they were all seasoned warriors. If Leylin wanted to dispatch of all of them, it would be troublesome.

  After hearing Leylin’s words, all the Magi there looked at each other in dismay. A Magus who seemed to have some status asked, “Since you are new here, would you be so kind as to release Wally?”

  “No!” Leylin shook his head.

  “This Magus dared to offend me, the vice team leader of the hunting team! Before he gets the punishment he deserves, I retain the authority to take handle this matter myself.”

  “Apparently, he is still not planning on stopping.”

  When all the present Magi heard Leylin’s statement, they all simultaneously felt a chill in their hearts.

  This Magus Leylin was clearly a ruthless person!

  They were all in a deadlock.

  Fortunately, a voice was heard from afar minutes later, solving their dilemma.

  “Magus Leylin! What do you think you’re doing?”

  A crimson fog condensed and transformed into an illusory image.

  “Team leader Caesar!” The rest of the Magi in the hunting team bowed respectfully.

  “Hm!” Caesar casually nodded and then proceeded to focus his attention on Leylin.

  “Leylin. What happened here? I want you to give me an explanation!”

  “Can’t you tell, Lord Caesar?”

  Leylin exerted some force with his right foot, and Scarface, who was under it, immediately lost consciousness.

  “Not only did this Magus offend me, he actually did it in this area and used dangerous spells! I only utilized my authority as the vice team leader and stopped him!”

  Leylin continued rather mockingly, “If you don’t believe me, we can go and take a look at the spell monitor…”

  Leylin could have been wrong, but after hearing Leylin’s explanation, the fog which had congealed into a human figure seemed to ripple, as if it was so angered by him that it dissipated.

  “Good! Very good!”

  Caesar nodded condescendingly and looked towards the Magi present.

  “Wally offended a Magus of higher power than him and attempted to use spells in a public area. I sentence him to imprisonment for three months within the dark tower. Also, I will rescind his share of this year’s resources.”

  “With this, are you satisfied, vice team leader Leylin?” Caesar asked, specifically stressing the last few words, and seeming to be implying something.

  “But of course! I am very satisfied!”

  Smiling, Leylin withdrew his right foot, and facing Caesar, he humbly saluted.

  This outcome was already better than he expected, and he was aware that he should know when to stop and not go too far in this situation.

  “By the way! You, come with me!” Caesar pointed at Leylin.

  In front of the admiration and fearful gazes of the hunting team, Leylin shrugged his shoulders and slowly exited the field. Only the scarred Magus Wally was left lying on the ground.

  “He… He’s actually this strong!”

  After Leylin left the field, the remaining Magi made some noises of incredulity.

  “Though he is strong, he dared to contradict our team leader. Hehe….” Another Magus grinned, revelling in Leylin’s apparent misfortune.

  Their team leader, Caesar, was no good person. Not only was he the team leader of their hunting team, he also had, in his arsenal, many methods of torture that could cause any official Magus to have a nervous breakdown.

  “Leylin? Leylin! I remember him—he is Zone 13’s Leylin!”

  At that moment, one of the Magi finally realized Leylin’s identity.

  “The person who killed 9 dark Magi and captured 8 more? Right, that person seemed to be called Leylin and was sent here by headquarters. It can’t be that much of a coincidence, can it?”

  A Magus of the hunting team with exceptionally oily skin joined in the conversation, a wry smile on his face.

  Having attacked and even captured many enemy Magi, some of whom were semi converted Magi, Leylin had earned quite a reputation.

  It was only now that these Magi knew who they had provoked.

  “No wonder! If that was Leylin, he has the right to be so arrogant!”

  An older middle-aged man looked in the direction that Leylin had left, a complex expression on his face. They were just ordinary members of the hunting team, with their average strength being that of a semi converted elemental Magus, and multiple Magi who had this level of power had been killed by Leylin. The one thing they collectively agreed on was that power determined one’s status in the world.

  At the beginning, they had not known who Leylin was and thought Leylin had been provoking them. On hindsight, they decided this was the actions of an expert who knew what he was doing.

  ……

  The Magi in the hunting team later saw Leylin once more at the banquet that was held the same evening.

  This time, no one dared to be so stupid as to go forward and pick a fight with him.

  Leylin sat on the right side of the long table, calmly sizing up all the Magi present at the banquet.

  The number of people in the Hunting Team was less than those in the Potioneering Team, but still, there were about 50 people here. Each of these Magi emitted powerful energy waves; almost all of the Magi here had reached the threshold of semi elemental conversion. They could be called the cream of the crop amongst official Magi.

  “Everybody!” At the head of the table, Caesar cleared his throat.

  Immediately, there was complete and utter silence, and all the Magi stood up in deference, waiting for Caesar’s command.

  “Before we begin the feast, allow me to introduce to you to a new member!” Caesar’s face was brimming with a radiant smile.

  “This is Magus Leylin! He will join our hunting team and assume the post of vice team leader. Everyone, please welcome him!”

  In the wake of Caesar’s introduction, Leylin also got up and bowed multiple times to address everyone.

  “Vice team leader Leylin!”

  Those Magi who have seen Leylin display his might did not dare to do anything else other than bowing so low that they almost achieved a perfect 90 degree angle.

  “Hm! Very good!”

  Caesar observed this scene, and nodded in satisfaction. He then continued, “All of you have experienced Magus Leylin’s strength. Therefore, I declare that vice team leader Leylin will hold the position of commander of Hunting Zone 3.”