Chapter 47

Clark looked at Adam and suddenly laughed, "Unknown apprentice, are you interested in my magic? Are you interested in Anti-Mage? "

Adam looked at him silently. He didn't care what tricks Clark was playing. In fact, Adam didn't have absolute confidence that he could capture Clark. The difficulty of capturing someone alive and killing someone was completely different. If Clark had some means to escape from his perception, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. However, it was like trying to beat a rabbit with straw. It would be great if he could hit him, but it didn't matter if he couldn't.

Now that Clark was willing to talk nonsense, Adam could use this opportunity to cast a more difficult spell. If the spell was successfully constructed, his chances of capturing Clark would increase by a lot.

"I'm from the Ormu family. My grandfather is an elder of the family, an official mage," Clark bragged about his background. There were two reasons for doing this. One was to point out his background to make Adam wary, and the other was to try to recruit Adam.

Clark continued, "If you are willing to follow me and join the Ormu family, with your talent, you will definitely become the rising star of the family. You will receive endless resources, far more promising than staying in Moldo's Tower of Elements!"

Adam tilted his head. This was the way the Anti-Mages passed down their inheritance. They used their family and bloodline to maintain the secret of their meditation. What a stupid method this was. How could a family's bloodline, limited numbers, and intelligence promote the development of knowledge? No wonder they could only be eliminated by the mainstream and hide in the dark like rats.

Clark didn't feel Adam's disdain. He seemed to be immersed in his own emotions, "Follow me and help me complete the final accumulation. I, Clark Ormu, will become an official mage. As my first follower, you will obtain a supreme position!"

Adam pointed at Foen's corpse and said, "And be abandoned like him?"

Clark was stunned. His expression changed from bewitching to awkward, but he quickly hid his emotions, "No, no, no, Foen was an idiot. He wanted to betray me …"

After the construction of the spell was completed, Adam suddenly laughed, "Well, he wanted to betray you, but I want to capture you. Just give up, you idiot. "

Adam's body erupted with an astonishing wave of magic. Clark knew that his bewitchment had no effect and immediately wanted to retreat. But at this time, he felt that everything around him had become sticky, as if there was an invisible force binding him and pulling him in the opposite direction.

"What did you do?!" Clark asked in panic.

Adam naturally wouldn't answer him. This spell was called Gravitational Pull. It came from the highest level of the Moldova College's library that Adam could access. It used gravity by calculating the constant. Due to the huge amount of calculation and mana required, it was very difficult for ordinary apprentices to learn. Even Adam needed a long time to prepare.

Seeing that Adam didn't answer, Clark's face darkened. He said to Adam, "You're courting death! Feel the power of the Ao Mu family. Maybe that will wake you up. "Clark took out a scroll with difficulty and tore it in Adam's direction.

Adam saw that the surroundings suddenly darkened. The light seemed to have been swallowed by the grey that rushed out from the opening of the scroll. That grey was so dense that it was out of tune with the environment. The energy wave was distorted and strange. In the next moment, the grey scattered and shot towards Adam. Every ray of grey light had the faces of countless creatures struggling in it. It was incomparably evil.

"Despair! Cry and howl! Be destroyed under the power of the Ao Mu family! "Clark's face was fanatical as he shouted loudly.

It was obvious that this negative energy magic came from the same source as Clark's, but it should be an advanced version of an official mage. Adam didn't dare to take it head on. When he was about to dodge, he felt a strong desire from the Abyss Egg in his hand. So, Adam used Psychokinetic to lift it in front of him.

Then, something that made Clark flabbergasted happened. The Abyss Egg was like a black hole that greedily attracted the grey light. The grey light that was originally shooting towards Adam actually made a turn and landed on the egg.

After the egg absorbed all the grey light, it burped. The eggshell made a squeaking sound and some shallow cracks appeared.

"Is it going to hatch? Or is it going to spoil? "Adam looked at the Abyss Egg with a strange expression. He discovered that there seemed to be another layer under the cracks. So, he looked at Clark again and said to him who still had a ridiculous expression of disbelief, "Not bad magic. Do you have any more?"

"Soul Devour was actually eaten? It was eaten by a mere Abyss Creature's egg? "Clark yelled as he collapsed," How is this possible? "

Adam was also very confused about this point. According to his understanding, Abyss Creatures didn't seem to have any preference or resistance towards souls. They preferred flesh and energy. From the looks of it, this egg looked like a Devil's egg. But it clearly looked like an Abyss Creature's egg.

Clark was anxious. He knew that the negative energy magic he was once proud of was useless against Adam. The upgraded version of the scroll was also restrained by the egg. He could only continuously take out ordinary elemental magic scrolls and throw them at Adam as if they were free.

Apprentice level magic had no effect on Adam. After Clark was imprisoned by gravity, Adam casually cast magic cancellation scrolls and did something unexpected.

He threw the egg hard on the ground.

The eggshell made a crisp sound. Obviously, it wasn't hatching, but was about to break.

Clark was overjoyed. Destroying his trump card in the middle of a battle? He couldn't believe that there was someone so stupid. He took out another scroll in ecstasy. Another Soul Devour was activated and attacked Adam with overwhelming force.

Adam didn't look up. He continued to stare at the egg that kept falling off. Adam's throw didn't destroy the Abyss Egg. Instead, it seemed to have restored its true appearance, revealing a flowing grey protective layer. It could no longer be called an egg, but more like a balloon?

That grey color looked very … Adam couldn't find the right adjective for a moment (I was the one who couldn't find it). The gaseous protective layer flowed smoothly, but the master-servant contract that occasionally appeared on it broke its integrity.

Adam scooped it up with Psychokinetic magic. Clark's Soul Devour spell was absorbed again. Adam saw that the grey was even denser. The emotion it conveyed was no longer obscure, but clear joy.

Adam raised the balloon and asked Clark, "Do you know what this is?"

Of course, Clark was not stupid enough to answer. He did not hesitate to use his final trump card. Aether so strong that it could affect reality instantly descended. Adam's gravitational shackles were broken, and Clark abruptly disappeared from the spot.

"Teleportation magic?" Adam didn't panic, because the magic he left on Clark was still within the range of his senses. Clark hadn't gone far.

Adam rose into the air and flew quickly in the direction of the magic wave.

Clark's luck was very bad. He was actually teleported to the town of Bran, which was a few kilometers away.

In Bran Town, a few apprentices could only watch as the negative energy magic tainted a large area of the runic barrier. They were trembling in fear as they waited for the attack that was supposed to follow. However, they did not expect that the follow-up attack would not arrive even after a long time. Just as they were nervous, William sharply noticed a figure that appeared out of thin air outside Bran Town.

"Look, who's that?" William pointed at Clark and shouted.

The grey aura around Clark was a shining ID. Zach and Thomas immediately recognized his identity as the Anti-Mage. Without saying anything, two runic cannonballs were fired at him.

"It's the Anti-Mage, those bastards!"

Everyone immediately returned to their respective runic weapons. They kept attacking while guarding against the Anti-Mage's strange tricks.

However, they soon realized that something was wrong. Clark didn't dare to approach Bran at all. Terry asked weakly, "He seems to be running away?"

In Clark's long life, he had never felt as helpless as he was now. He was born in the Anti-Mage family. Because of his amazing talent, his grandfather, who was an official mage, kept him by his side to train him. He had no lack of resources, all kinds of spells, and many slaves. If it weren't for his family's request for him to obtain the promotion resources himself, he wouldn't have come to the Mage Continent. If he didn't come to the Mage Continent, he wouldn't have met Adam, and if he didn't meet Adam, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

"Run, I have to run! As soon as I get back to my family, I'll kill all of you! " Clark was also flying, but he wasn't proficient in elemental magic. His flying speed wasn't fast, and those annoying runic energy attacks were slowing him down. He could only hope for luck.

However, luck always belonged to the strong. Or rather, for the strong, luck wasn't important at all.

Adam caught up from behind with a speed several times faster than Clark's. When he saw Clark's position, he couldn't help but laugh. Was Clark trying to get himself killed?

Due to the change in direction, the calculated gravitational constant was no longer effective. However, this wasn't a problem for Adam. He raised his hand and cast a few spells, leaving wounds on Clark's body. Adam successfully forced Clark to the ground.

Clark's heart turned cold in an instant. His will, supported by his status and identity, crumbled. He said to Adam, "Kill me."

Adam looked at him strangely. "Kill you? You're worthless dead. You're only useful to me alive. Now, tell me, what is this? "

No matter if it was mainstream or Anti-Mage, the Mage job class was inherently cruel because they were researchers and scientists. Especially in the Extraordinary Plane, they had no sense of morality at all. When a Mage told you that you were useful to them, the only thing waiting for you was a fate worse than death. They wouldn't hesitate to use the coldest attitude and cruelest methods to create experimental subjects.