Chapter 160: Magical Confrontation in the Secret Room
“Hiss! It’s so hot!” My body instantly caught fire, burning the area on my left shoulder. Luckily, I had gained intel on this spell when he used “Ignite” on himself earlier.
Ignite is a low-level fire magic that sets fire to the enemy, burning them. It’s a simple spell, much weaker than my Demon’s Fire, but its advantage lies in its speed and the lack of a projectile.
He wasn’t doing well either. To immobilize me and cast Ignite, he couldn’t move. As a result, he took a direct hit from my new spell, Demon’s Fire, which blasted him backward.
The man crashed heavily onto the torture rack behind him, knocking it over. Various terrifying torture devices spilled onto the floor. His chest caved in a large chunk, and the Demon’s Fire was still burning on his body. His immobilization was finally released.
I immediately used the Demon’s Fire I held in my palm to extinguish the burning areas. Demon’s Fire does not burn its user; the spell includes a protective enchantment for the user. Low-level flames are absorbed by higher-level flames.
Ignite is just a low-level flame, while Demon’s Fire is at least mid-level. I quickly absorbed all the flames. However, in that short moment, my cloak was scorched, my left side severely burned and covered in blisters.
Yet, the man opposite me was unharmed. As he stood up, burnt flesh and blood constantly fell off him, still burning with Demon’s Fire.
What a pity. I was too eager to put out the fire and couldn’t control the Demon’s Fire to pursue him further. Otherwise, I might have had a chance to injure his main body. Of course, Demon’s Fire is also a spell I just learned; remote control is an advanced skill, and I might not be good at it yet.
The man’s expression was also grave. This was the first time he had encountered such a powerful enemy. Since earlier, all sorts of bizarre spells had been appearing one after another. Both of his attempts to immobilize me were interrupted by my magic.
“Crack!” Another corpse in the prison cell exploded, its flesh and blood forming a torrent that rushed towards him.
Damn it! It’s that Flesh Protection spell again. This is going to be endless. No, I can’t fight him here. Fighting in this place is too disadvantageous.
But before that, there’s one thing I must do.
“Here, take this back!” I suddenly pulled out a bottle from behind me and threw it at him. The man’s expression changed, and he immediately dove to the side to dodge.
“Crack!” The flask shattered, and a blast of cold air swept out, turning the vicinity into an extremely low-temperature zone. Frost immediately formed on the man’s body. The flesh and blood flying towards him froze in mid-air, the twisted and grotesque torrent becoming a static sculpture, almost like a work of art.
“You thief!” The frost layer on the man cracked. This was not true ice magic, after all, but a cold seed stolen from his alchemy room.
Without waiting for him to use Flesh Protection again, I unleashed another Demon’s Fire. This time, I had ample preparation time, and the Demon’s Fire that was unleashed covered a large area.
The man’s expression changed drastically. He had just taken a blast of Demon’s Fire head-on and knew how powerful that spell was. Now, with such a large area of effect, he would surely die on the spot if he took it head-on without Flesh Protection.
The man retreated backward, actually phasing directly into the wall of the secret room. Then, his entire body merged into the wall – a wall-phasing spell. I finally witnessed it.
The Demon’s Fire missed, setting a large area of the prison cell ablaze. But this was the result I wanted. I immediately controlled the Demon’s Fire remotely, sending a stream towards Jayad.
The Demon’s Fire landed on his iron chain, starting to burn it. I saw a holy light illuminate as the Demon’s Fire approached Jayad’s hand, repelling the Demon’s Fire.
Great! Just as I expected, Jayad’s holy light would actively protect him, especially when encountering evil power. The holy light couldn’t stand it. This way, I wouldn’t have to worry about accidentally hurting Jayad with fire.
But I need to hurry. When Demon’s Fire burns, it continuously releases the stench of sulfur. If I don’t get out quickly, I’ll be suffocated to death even if I’m not burned. I tried my best to increase the firepower, and the iron chain on Jayad’s hand turned red hot.
He writhed in pain, constantly crying out. I knew it was hot, but there was no other way. With the holy light protecting him, he wouldn’t be truly burned, but it couldn’t block the heat transfer from the iron chain. To rescue him quickly, he had to endure some hardship.
“Bastard!” At this moment, a roar erupted. The man phased out of the prison cell wall. He seemed to have used a shockwave-like spell, blasting away all the Demon’s Fire in front of him.
“Stinky girl! I’m going to rip you apart alive!” The man’s eyes were bloodshot. He raised his hand, and a fiery red ray shot out. I, however, had already rolled, scrambling to the secret room’s doorway.
Scorching Ray, also a low-level fire spell.
“Come on, let’s see who’s going to screw whom! You grandson!” I verbally taunted him and then ran directly out of the study.
“Stop!” Hurried footsteps followed me. He had fallen for my trap. In his haste to chase me, he didn’t notice the iron chain holding Jayad burning. Fires were breaking out everywhere in the prison cell, which was also my way of distracting him and hiding my true intentions.
Of course, subconsciously, he probably thought no one could survive a burning prison cell, and he himself needed to escape quickly.
As soon as I ran into the study, I heard footsteps approaching the doorway. I immediately rolled to the side, hiding behind a bookshelf. Mid-air, I felt a part of my body stiffen, but as I fell into the bookshelf with inertia, that feeling disappeared.
My god, this guy is too dangerous. No matter how much of an advantage I accumulated, if I am immobilized even once, I’m finished. And although it seemed like I was still controlling the combat rhythm, he was actually completely unharmed.
I, on the other hand, was injured. The burnt skin still pained me intensely. I gritted my teeth and endured. This space behind the bookshelf was a dead end, sandwiched between two bookshelves. If he came over, I would be done for.
I had to leave immediately. He was already approaching. I climbed onto the bookshelf directly. Thanks to the Spirit Cat Potion and my nimble body, I scaled the bookshelf in a few moves and got on top of it.
“Caught you… huh?” The man turned around, only to find no one behind the bookshelf. His expression changed, and he immediately turned to look behind the adjacent bookshelf, but there was no one there either.
“Good girl, you’re up there, aren’t you?” He immediately guessed that I had used the bookshelves to jump to another one. He jumped onto the nearby ladder and climbed up, only to see a completely empty bookshelf top.
His study’s bookshelves were tall and wide, many at uneven heights, and even stacked upon each other. It was a complex maze, perfectly matching my imagination of a mystical occult library. He usually took pride in having such a study.
But now, he felt the arrangement was incredibly foolish. There were bookshelves everywhere, and if an enemy escaped into them, they wouldn’t know where to go. He didn’t dare to burn the books directly; this was his precious knowledge repository.
At this moment, I was hanging behind a bookshelf, my mind made up. So, this guy can’t see through things… but I can.
