In theory, this attack was to use the life force of the Branded Swordsman, the energy particles attracted by the runes and even the spirit that would be detonated all at once! A rank 1 Branded Swordsman’s self-detonation, which could even be a threat to a rank 2 Magus!
When Leylin made modifications to the Branded Swordsman, he also increased the explosive effect of the detonation.
As this information of the Branded Swordsman’s trump card was not known to many, even Cabourn as a rank 2 Magus had never heard of it before. Hence, he had received two such explosive attacks without any suspicions.
Two giant red mushroom clouds formed in the air, whistling through the skies as they engulfed Cabourn completely.
These flaming mushroom clouds even had scarlet flames at their edges. Anything that the flames touched, be it Magi or concrete, would be instantly dissolved.
“What kind of spell is this? The might is infinitely nearing that of a rank 2 spell!”
The eyes of the surroundings Magi twitched as they scrambled away as if having seen a ghost.
*Rumble!* The splendour of the giant red mushroom cloud displayed its terrifying radiation and might. Several minutes later, the two clouds completely dissipated, revealing a black robed figure within.
“Cough Cough…” Cabourn’s appearance now was terribly miserable. His robes were all tattered and torn like a beggar’s. Especially noteworthy was his left hand which was in an unusual angle with evident traces of burns. It seemed like the effects of the self-detonation of Number 2 and Number 3 were substantial.
“Damn it!” Cabourn was now enraged. After advancing to a rank 2 Magus, when did he ever receive such a large loss like this? All the more so done by two unremarkable looking fellows, how could he be appeased?
Right now, Cabourn was in fits. If not for Number 2 and Number 3’s spirit being destroyed in that explosion, he would have definitely held their souls captive and let them feel the greatest pain and despair.
*Bang!* *Bang!**Bang!*
At this moment there were some changes coming from the crimson light screen formation again.
The formation continuously shrunk and expanded like that of a heart beating.
On the surface of the light screen, the Hades’ Sacrificial Rites had black patterns inscribed on it, just like veins which bulged.
With the continuous beating of this red heart, an energy so immense and overpowering which made Cabourn feel apprehensive began to form and grew increasingly bigger.
This aura even caught the attention of Desmund who was merely spectating, as his expression turned solemn.
“A rank 2 aura… That Leylin is advancing into a rank 2 Magus!”
Cabourn’s eyes opened wide, “How is this possible?”
However, he was extremely clear that no matter how Leylin reached this stage with the advancement requirements, he could not let him advance, no matter what it took.
Cabourn retrieved several items from his robes as he chanted an incantation.
Along with the incantation, layers after layers of energy waves emanated from Cabourn’s body.
“It’s a rank 2 spell!”
Several Magi who were looking on at a distance exclaimed in shock. At Cabourn’s level, casting rank 1 spells was almost instantaneous and required no chanting. However, once he was to use ingredients to aid him in spell casting, there was only one possibility! He was going to use a mighty rank 2 spell!
In the south coast, a rank 1 spell model was extremely difficult to acquire. Regular level 3 acolytes had to at least amass contributions points for over 5 years before they could have enough to exchange for a spell model.
If rank 1 spell models were this difficult to acquire, one can only imagine how much rarer a rank 2 spell model was.
Even most rank 2 Magus did not own many rank 2 spell models. Each and every one of the spells were enough to obliterate a small village.
As for now, Cabourn was casting a spell which contained such a might.
As Cabourn chanted, he continuously fused the magic items which he took out and eventually it held the form of a giant lance used by knights. The lance seemed to be metallic with a green sheen on it.
At the same time, malevolent skulls began to emerge from the void and attached themselves to the lance.
“Wailing Lance?” Cabourn even used this rank 2 spell! It seems like he’s really agitated now!”
Desmund who was watching from the sidelines sniggered. He dispersed the golden blue lightning ball on his hands, “It seems like I don’t need to strike anymore!”