191: What's Dick's reason?

Chapter 191: What Exactly Does Dick Rely On?

Boom—

A huge explosion sounded, and the Deathsworn Troops immediately scattered and fled. No one dared to take these fireballs head-on, not even the Holy Knights known for their defense.

The moment the fireballs fissioned, the Deathsworn Troops, including Victoria, all recognized the Meteor Shower spell, a renowned fire element attack magic from the Northern region, commonly seen on the battlefield.

Moreover, as everyone knows, Meteor Shower is a high-level advanced magic, and Mages below level 60 are unable to cast it.

"Damn it, this old man is a Mage above level 70!"

"We must find a way to get close to him. If we keep our distance, we will be worn down to death by him sooner or later..."

"Healer, my leg is numb..."

"These fireballs are too dense, help me raise a shield to block!"

Fama's Meteor Shower spell attacked everyone in the Deathsworn Troops simultaneously. Some Death Servants with low agility and defense were hit, and after one round of bombardment, more than a dozen people were seriously injured.

This is the combat style of advanced ranged Mages. They just plow the ground with magic at the slightest disagreement. In a sense, this is even more mindless than a Berserker.

Of course, the premise is that the damage is sufficient to form suppressive fire. If it's just scratching an itch, it's meaningless.

However, Fama is the one who needs to worry about damage the least, because as a ranged Mage, he is already famously known for high attack and low defense.

Coupled with the level suppression, the Holy Knights in the Deathsworn Troops who were below level 60 were easily broken through. At this moment, facing the rain of falling fireballs, they couldn't even lift their heads.

The surrounding crowd constantly exclaimed, marveling at Fama's power. Only Dick and Alice had calm expressions.

Dick was because of his hundred lifetimes of experience. Let alone high-level advanced Meteor Shower, he had seen many God-rank or Emperor-Rank attack magic.

Not only had he seen them, but he had even cast them himself. Fama's performance, in Dick's view, could barely score nine points; there were too many flaws.

Of course, the full score is one hundred.

As for why Alice wasn't surprised, it was naturally because she had learned End Magic, and her horizons had become extremely wide.

In that Grimoire of the End alone, there were hundreds of high-level area attack magic spells. This Meteor Shower spell would only rank at the bottom if put in there.

And the most crucial thing is, Alice genuinely felt that this level 71 Fama... didn't seem to do as well as Dick in many casting details.

Out of the thousands of fireballs, only about a third were attacking the Deathsworn Troops. As for the others, they either missed or were just acting as "atmosphere enhancers" nearby.

Fama's Meteor Shower spell seemed fierce, suppressing the Deathsworn Troops, but if you were to nitpick, there were many problems.

If Dick were to control it, each fireball would have its own responsibility: main attack, feint, support, prediction... each performing its function.

Each fireball was like an independent entity, coordinating the attack. Not a single one would slack off, creating a suffocating joint offensive.

But this doesn't mean Fama is trash; it just means Dick is too abnormal. After all, ordinary people have limited energy and simply cannot achieve "perfect casting."

For any magic spell, it's difficult to achieve 100% utilization; there will always be waste.

And as the level continuously increases, a Mage's control over magic power becomes more refined, and this waste will decrease accordingly, with utilization becoming higher and higher.

Dick, relying on several powerful max-level talents, could already achieve 100% utilization.

This is also why, for the same magic spell, even if the magic power intensity is the same, Dick can always excel.

If you don't judge Fama by Dick's standards, he is still a very powerful advanced Mage, at least considered ceiling-level in the Northern region.

Not to mention, dealing with the Deathsworn Troops led by Victoria was more than enough.

The battle lasted for ten minutes. Fama only used the Meteor Shower spell throughout, without casting any other magic.

But despite this, the Deathsworn Troops was completely routed. Casualties continued to increase, and one Death Servant after another fell under the scorching fireballs.

Under the continuous fire coverage, all Death Servants could only dodge or defend. They couldn't organize any decent attack, much less have time to heal.

Seriously injured Death Servants did not receive timely aid, and only death awaited them. Being hit without being able to fight back, battle losses would only increase.

Anyone with a clear mind knew this was a vicious cycle.

But in the face of absolute strength, the Deathsworn Troops was completely helpless. They couldn't even escape, because Fama had already sealed off the retreat with a barrier.

Although Victoria was the weakest, she was well protected by the Death Servants and was the least injured person.

"Damn it, why would a Mage above level 70 make a move? I remember the Aimiya Empire clearly doesn't have experts of this level..."

Looking at the nearly invincible Fama in the distance, Victoria murmured in despair. She hadn't expected the outcome to be like this.

Why was the Deathsworn Troops exposed? Their acting was clearly flawless, so what did Dick rely on to see through it?

Why could that wooden cart trap them for so long? What kind of magical creature was that, to actually possess such high magic resistance?

Why did a level 70 Mage expert suddenly appear? In such a short time, where did Dick summon reinforcements from?

Countless questions surged in Victoria's heart. She couldn't understand why she had fallen to this point.

The plan was so thorough, Elizabeth was supposed to be dead for sure.

After the last Death Servant turned into charcoal, Victoria was already alone.

The plan to attack the Empress of Aimiya this time was declared a failure.