At this moment, Lahar led the main force to the headquarters of Tartaros, an ancient castle with a dark style, above which dark smoke billowed, filled with oppression.
"Our main force has arrived, but the enemy isn't even showing signs of fighting. Are they looking down on us?"
Ulfheim looked like a small old man, possessing transformation magic, and was one of the Four Gods of Ishgar.
"On the contrary, the enemy must have been prepared long ago!"
Jellal's expression was solemn; the magic power here was chaotic, and there was a very strong demonic aura.
In fact, he disagreed with such a grand and aggressive attack, as they didn't even understand the enemy's strength, making it too reckless.
Ultear held a crystal ball and softly asked, "How about it, should we just attack directly?"
"No!"
Lahar shook his head and said coldly, "We'll directly flatten this place with magic!"
The interior must be the enemy's home ground, and there must be countless unknown dangers.
"Everyone, prepare!"
As Lahar gave the order, two thousand Mages lined up, raising their hands simultaneously. A giant magic circle spanning tens of thousands of meters unfolded in the sky, and its brilliant light illuminated the world in gold.
The Magic Council had a particularly large number of low-level Mages. To enable them to exert greater power on the battlefield, combined magic was created. A single strike could severely injure or kill a Ten Wizard Saint.
Just as everyone was full of confidence, a sheet of ice rose from the ground, instantly scattering the Mage army's formation. Many Mages, unable to dodge in time, were struck by ice pillars and sent thousands of meters into the sky.
Lahar looked up at the hundred-meter ice mountain rising from the ground, his expression changing. The bone-chilling cold made him shiver all over: "This magic power..."
Jellal looked at the armored man standing on the ice mountain, looking down at them, and his heart grew heavy: "Be careful, this person is very strong!"
Ultear also felt a hint of doubt in her heart; this man's appearance was a bit familiar, somewhat resembling someone.
She asked, "Who are you?"
The armored man was not in a hurry to act, looking at the chaotic scene below, and smiled: "One of the Nine Demon Gates of Tartaros, Silver!"
"Where are the others? Facing the Magic Council army, you dare to be so arrogant, only sending one person to resist."
Lahar reorganized the army while scolding.
Silver crossed his arms and chuckled lightly: "Your Magic Council can't produce any strong individuals. You even use Grimoire Heart members as your main force."
As for those low-level Mages, they really can't be taken seriously.
"Are you not taking this old man seriously?"
Ulfheim stepped forward, his body transforming into a giant lion-beast, over a hundred meters tall. He violently swung his fist, blasting the ice mountain into countless fragments that rained down.
Silver calmly drifted backward, simultaneously kicking a piece of ice. The ice fragment instantly transformed into an ice pillar, piercing towards Ulfheim.
However, Ulfheim was, after all, one of the Four Gods of Ishgar. Facing the ice pillar attack, he quickly rushed forward, blocking with his arms, and powerfully shattered the ice pillar.
"Attack together, to..."
Lahar was about to order the Mage army to attack when Ulfheim stopped him.
His voice was deep and firm: "I am enough alone. If we don't even dare to fight one-on-one, what prestige does the Magic Council have?"
With that, Ulfheim, like a berserk lion king, aggressively attacked Silver.
Lahar watched the two fighting at full power, frowning slightly, and ultimately said nothing.
If it were up to him, the steadier, the better, but the Magic Council needed to demonstrate its powerful strength.
Lahar looked at Jellal and said seriously, "If you see Lord Ulfheim losing, immediately go and help."
Jellal nodded: "I'll try!"
The outcome between strong individuals can sometimes be decided in an instant; he wasn't sure if he could intervene exactly at the moment of crisis.
Ultear chuckled and said, "That Nine Demon Gate is a bit weaker, but his calm demeanor suggests he might have some ultimate move."
She hadn't expected Tartaros, one of the three great powers of the Balam Alliance, to have so many experts. Their strength was probably even greater than Grimoire Heart's.
Meredy was a bit worried: "If one Nine Demon Gate has this much strength, it will be extremely difficult if the rest come out."
Although each of them could fight one Nine Demon Gate, there were still five others. Could the Magic Council army eliminate those five?
Lahar also felt heavy-hearted. If all the Nine Demon Gates were on the level of the Ten Wizard Saints, their current lineup truly wouldn't be enough.
Did they really have to use that powerful weapon?
On the battlefield, the two fought fiercely. Although Silver's ice magic was strong, it couldn't freeze Ulfheim, and he was gradually forced to retreat.
However, Silver was very fast, always able to dodge Ulfheim's fists, which greatly annoyed the latter.
Ulfheim shattered an ice mountain with a punch and angrily said, "What are you waiting for, kid? With only this level of magic power, how can you fight me?"
"Don't rush, I naturally have to be careful when fighting one of the Four Gods of Ishgar."
Silver smiled slightly, a magic circle unfolded before him, and hundreds of ice arrows shot out, instantly piercing and freezing Ulfheim's legs.
Ulfheim exerted force with his legs, shattering the ice. He raised his palms, and a concentrated sphere of light formed: "Light of Destruction!"
Boom!
The magic power condensed to its extreme, instantly erupting. A blue light beam pierced through the air, traveling through space like lightning. Everything in its path was destroyed into ashes.
"So strong!"
Silver's expression became serious, mysterious black patterns appeared on his face, and his magic power surged by a notch.
"Ice Devil's Rage!"
He opened his mouth, condensing magic power, and a purple freezing energy like a hurricane spewed out, instantly colliding with the oncoming blue light beam.
Rumble!
The two sides' magic power collided, unleashing terrifying shockwaves that tore apart the surrounding earth. Ice constantly covered and shattered, and destructive ripples swept through.
The dazzling light made everyone involuntarily squint their eyes and continuously retreat. Those who were a step too slow were directly frozen and shattered into ice shards.
Silver knew that a magic power clash wasn't a good idea, as the old man's magic power reserves were undoubtedly ridiculously large. So, he actively chose to end the clash and flashed away.
"You've exposed a weakness, young man!"
Ulfheim's gaze sharpened, and he rushed to Silver's front with extreme speed, punching him away and slamming him hard into a wall.
Lahar's face showed joy: "Well done!"
Finally, there was some progress. As expected, the Four Gods were stronger.
However, it was a bit strange, why were there still no other people from Tartaros coming out?
Silver wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, beckoned to Ulfheim, and smiled: "Again!"
With that, he waved his hands, and a magic circle instantly formed: "Instant Freeze!"
This move was too fast; Ulfheim turned into a giant ice sculpture before he could react, and Silver instantly appeared at his head, swinging his fist, condensing magic power, and striking hard.
However, Ulfheim broke through the ice faster than expected. After breaking out, he unleashed a huge fist, and the immense power sent Silver flying hundreds of meters, slamming him into the ground.
Ulfheim looked at Silver, who was getting up, and said coldly, "Call your companions out, or you will die by my fist."
His gaze turned to the Tartaros headquarters, and he opened his mouth to condense magic power: "That's your stronghold, watch me smash it directly!"
At this moment, his magic power surged, making the entire earth tremble, and ripples spread outwards.
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