Chapter 8, Strenuous Performance

Now Old Ivan is at a loss, as the wizard is not his subordinate but rather sent by the empire to assist him in his work. He has no authority to command him. Usually, the entire security office of the Sunset Mountains in the northwest treats him with great respect, but now this young man wants to go out and fight, and he simply cannot stop him

This fire mage was quite unfortunate. First, he insulted Victoria in front of Little Bei, which led to a duel with Little Bei. Then, he insulted Little Bei in front of Victoria, resulting in his death, and it was a justifiable death. Victoria is an assassin, and she was merely a dozen meters away from him. At this distance, it would be a piece of cake for Victoria to kill an unprepared mid-level mage.

Before Little Bei learned necromancy, he specialized in wind magic. Now, even without using the power of the undead, he can command the wind elements solely with the skills of a grand mage, which is sufficient to leave a mid-level mage in disarray. This illustrates the disparity in levels; a high-level mage does not even need to use their own elemental magic when battling a lower-level mage.

The fire mage ceased his cursing and began to chant a spell. Suddenly, he let out a blood-curdling scream as a stream of blood shot from his head. A black long arrow pierced through his forehead, passing through his brain, and ultimately embedded itself with a thud into a large tree. The black arrowhead was stained with white brain matter, quivering incessantly.

Todd stepped forward to Xiao Bei and whispered, "Hit harder and *illustrate* the book, I'll join in again..." The subtext from the chubby guy was: it would be best if you could knock him dizzy, so that when I join in, it won't be so strenuous.

Dong Yang strode towards the viscount, with Xiao Bei closely guarding behind him. At that moment, no one noticed that Dong Yang's shadow did not move along with him, but quietly slipped towards the corner of the village. Just as Dong Yang stood beside Lord Ivan, a piercing howl suddenly echoed from a distance, and a shadow darted like lightning over the heads of the crowd

The onlookers were all taken aback, and Dong Yang stomped his foot in anger, cursing inwardly: "Who the hell told you to kill someone!"

Master Ivan was nearly fainting with anger; this ancestor is clearly afraid that the assassin won't recognize me

Watching Xiao Bei leisurely approach, this pretty boy looked at him as if he were a freshly washed and molted duck. The fire mage glared at Xiao Bei and cursed, "Disgusting rabbit spirit, you two-tailed creature, I guarantee I will leave your backside for your lover to mourn. In my name, I summon the power of fire... Ah!"

Dong Yang nodded in agreement: "Alright, who allowed him to insult your beloved! You go first, Todd second, and I third"

Todd, the overweight man, quickly understood what was happening and let out a huge sigh of relief. He cooperated extremely well with Lord Rius, and in a state of fear, shouted to old Ivan: "My lord, she is the dark elf who rescued the necromancer last night. Everyone, be careful!"

Viscount Ivan did not expect things to turn out this way, especially with that pale and handsome Beckham. If he truly is a mid-level wind mage, then Achilles, who has a mid-level mage as a follower, is likely not an ordinary person either

A charming yet aggrieved voice echoed in his heart: "That bastard, actually using Naslip's backside to make a point!"

Xiao Bei walked up to Dong Yang, placed a hand on his chest, and said: "My lord, I was the first to throw down the gauntlet, please allow me to be the first to teach this ignorant fool a lesson"

The advancement of a magician, in addition to the geometric growth of their own magical power, also significantly enhances their sensitivity to elements, understanding of magic, and control over magical energy. The fire mage is a whole tier below Xiao Bei and cannot perceive the true source of Xiao Bei's magical power at all. They can only vaguely sense a magical fluctuation emanating from Xiao Bei, yet the fire mage mistakenly interprets this vague feeling as an indication that the other party is a low-level element user.

In his youth, Xiao Bei was widely recognized as a magical genius. By the age of 18, he had already advanced to the rank of intermediate mage. Shortly thereafter, he encountered the dark elf Victoria and suddenly went missing. In the following eight years, Xiao Bei and his companion Tu Shu turned to studying necromancy. In order to save the dark elf, he chose the most brutal and direct method: slaughter. Coupled with his astonishing comprehension of magic, he finally advanced again and became a grand mage. Among the various magical sequences, there exists an essential distinction between elements. However, when elements are stored within a mage's body and transformed into magical power, they cannot be directly identified. This means that as long as Xiao Bei does not use his magical power to summon the forces of the undead, no one can know that his major is necromancy.

However, how did the fat Todd become one of his followers? What a joke; this fat man is probably the lowest-ranked follower in the history of the continent. Such a follower, when taken out, could make even the most serious Titan laugh.

The fire mage has boldly arrived at the clearing in the center of the village, and as he continuously waves his staff, the once tranquil air gradually fills with volatile fire elements

Dong Yang let out a cold laugh: "No one can break my mental confinement. You attempted to force your way through, and as a result, you caused the death of your companion! Mental magic is not something that you fallen ones can unravel!"

Victoria, with disheveled hair and a ghastly expression, revealed a set of menacing white teeth. Her originally alluring and seductive face had now transformed into a bizarre and soul-chilling visage, as she screamed in the air like a wailing ghost: "He is dead! You have killed him, so you all must pay for his life!"

Xiao Bei revealed a row of neat teeth and smiled, causing Dong Yang and Todd to brighten up simultaneously. The smile of this death and slaughter symbol, the necromancer, was unexpectedly radiant. Suddenly, Dong Yang heard the voice of the dark elf in his mind: "Damn it, so handsome! I was captivated by such a smile back in the day!" The dark elf Victoria was his contracted beast, and they could communicate mentally when in close proximity. At that moment, Victoria was hidden in Dong Yang's shadow.

Viscount Ivan was nearly fainting; he could not understand why, despite the dark elf having only a single bow, a torrential rain of arrows descended upon him in the blink of an eye.

In a moment of crisis, Dong Yang suddenly let out a loud shout, standing in front of the old man, and released a long howl towards the sky that contained immense power

The dark elves let out piercing howls, their black longbows trembling in their hands. The sound of long arrows tearing through the air quickly merged into a single cacophony, as countless black arrows, like lightning, struck fiercely at everyone on the ground

The fire mage's nose was almost twisted with anger as he faced the three challengers before him. One was a pretty boy who looked utterly powerless, another was a fat man who was merely a low-ranking warrior, and the last was a fool with yellow skin pretending to be a master. To think that he had been reduced to having their gloves thrown in his face. Listening to that yellow-skinned brat, he claimed that I had insulted his beloved. Damn it, could it be that the pretty boy and the yellow-skinned one are...

Everyone was thrown into chaos in an instant. Dong Yang, from www.hetushu.com, could not afford to complain about the dark elf. He hurriedly issued commands to this aunt in his heart while loudly shouting, "It is that dark elf! Everyone be careful, protect Lord Ivan!" While shouting, he pointed a finger towards the old Ivan.

Poor old Ivan felt that things were a bit complicated, but the fire mage did not wait for him to speak. Having clumsily thrown a scroll that sent someone home, he was now eager to regain his dignity. He bent down to pick up three gloves and angrily shouted, "I accept your challenge, three ignorant fools!" As he spoke, he pointed at Little Bei with a sinister smile and said, "You are the first! Let me show you what it means to be a mid-level mage!" While saying this, he pointed to the badge on his chest, which depicted two leaping flames. This was the emblem certified by the Magic Guild, signifying a mid-level fire mage.

Dong Yang also smiled, his eyes sparkling. Everyone present, upon seeing his bright gaze and gentle smile, couldn't help but feel a subtle stir in their hearts

Up to now, everyone understands the reason behind the events: Achilles indeed captured the necromancer and placed some curse on him using mental magic. Later, during the night, the dark elf abducted the prisoner, but due to the inability to help the prisoner break free from the mental magic, the necromancer ultimately died. Now, this dark elf has returned for revenge, and it is no surprise that the fire mage met with misfortune, being shot in the head with a single arrow.