Chapter 14 The Absorption

“Heh… Fire Ball?” Even without relying on the data perspective, Feng Bujue recognized the spell the opponent was using, and put on a disdainful attitude.

Admittedly, Fire Ball is a very good attack spell. Its destructive power, attack speed, and effective range are all quite considerable. If the caster is very strong, he can also add many variations to this spell.

However, in front of Brother Jue today, such an attack is impossible to cause any damage. Because…

“Coming right up!” The moment Brother Jue uttered this second sentence, he already had something in his hand—the [Tiangang Disha Chest].

*Boom—*

At the same time, the Fire Ball had already flown in front of Brother Jue, and exploded very suddenly.

As a grandmaster-level mage, Weston was naturally able to add some flair to this spell. Therefore, in order to ensure that he could hit the target, he proactively detonated the Fire Ball about half a second in advance (the spell would originally explode and burn upon contact with a certain volume of solid matter).

Instantly, the scorching flames engulfed Brother Jue and everything within a five-meter radius.

The people originally standing near Feng Bujue reacted quickly. They had all scattered when the Fire Ball flew over. Nesslu hadn’t forgotten to pull Crazyeye away with him. As for Honghu and Snow… it wasn’t that they didn’t want to help their teammate, but they all took it for granted that, with Feng Bujue’s speed and reaction, dodging such an attack would be as easy as flipping his hand.

But the result was… Brother Jue stood still.

“Hmph…” Looking at the raging flames, Weston sneered and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth, “Ignorant fool, it’s too late to regret it now.”

Unexpectedly, just as his voice fell, a sudden change occurred.

With a whoosh, the large ball of flame suddenly shrank as if it were a fluff ball being sucked up by a vacuum cleaner, and disappeared within seconds.

When the firelight dissipated, Feng Bujue’s figure reappeared; and those magical flames… had all been sucked into a strange dodecahedron in his hand.

“Hmm?” Seeing Brother Jue unscathed, Weston’s face showed suspicion, and then his expression changed. “I didn’t expect… you brat has a pretty good magical artifact…”

“Hey, since you have a prop that can absorb attack magic, why didn’t you use it when we were attacked before?” The NPC had just finished muttering, and Snow in the distance threw a question at Brother Jue again.

“Magic Arrows are too weak to be worth absorbing, Burst Array is too strong to be absorbed completely,” Feng Bujue’s answer was also concise and well-founded.

“Hmm… alright.” Snow shrugged, revealing an ambivalent expression.

“Heh… I see, Burst Array and the like can’t be resolved, is that right? Thank you for telling me…” After hearing this, Weston raised the long staff in his hand again.

“Am I dead?” Seeing the opponent posing to unleash a big move, Blackbeard, who was closest to Weston, would not stand idly by. He took a step forward and struck with his sword as he spoke.

However, this sword missed.

The blade passed through, stirring up a wave-like black energy that curled out diagonally… and caused several Illusion Demon Church warlocks more than ten meters away to be hit and die.

As for Weston… at the moment the opponent attacked, he had already released a "Flash Spell" first, teleporting to Feng Bujue’s eyes with a buzz.

“Kid… try absorbing my physical attacks as well.” The moment Weston appeared, he provoked as he attacked.

He was, after all, the "God of Wisdom," so it was normal to use some tricks in battle. Right now, Weston used words and actions as "inducements" to make his opponent think that he was going to release a powerful spell like Burst Array, in order to conceal his true intention of hitting people with the staff.

It had to be said that his trick was very clever… at least it deceived most of the people present.

As one of the "Nine Gods" who once roamed the Sea of Chaos, Weston’s magic energy intensity was definitely "capable of instantly casting a large Burst Array". Therefore, when Blackbeard saw him seemingly about to "unleash a big move", he had to be on guard.

However, there was another easily overlooked fact, and that was that Weston’s physical strength… was also very high.

In the system’s settings, "Lesser Gods" were existences of the same level as Zhuanjie Zun and Dianhe Wang. Although Brother Zun and Old Wang were among the strongest Lesser Gods, and Weston could not compare with them at all, with his physical abilities, it was more than enough for him to slap one or two players to death.

*Whoosh—*

In the nick of time, Weston’s long staff had already fallen through the air.

The speed, strength, and suddenness of this strike were enough to kill an ordinary player, but unfortunately…

“Not bad, somewhat interesting.” Feng Bujue moved slightly to the side with a minimal range of motion and took a step back, easily dodging the surprise attack, and recited in a calm tone, “If I hadn’t expected you to teleport over and hit me, I might not have been able to dodge in time.”

“Outrageous!” Seeing this, Weston picked up his staff and followed up with a sweep.

This time, Brother Jue seemed even more calm. He didn’t move his upper body at all, and easily jumped over the opponent’s sweep. As he jumped, he recited, “Whoa~ what’s going on? Melee mage? Learning from Gandalf? Saruman?”

Just as Brother Jue was complaining, Weston missed with one strike and followed up with another, wielding the staff in a half-circle and slamming it into the ground.

This thrust from top to bottom using the end of the staff had a very small attack range. Feng Bujue only retreated half a step to dodge it, but after he dodged that half step, he discovered a problem…

“Oh?” When Brother Jue realized that his body could not move, three words escaped his mouth, “Shadow Binding Technique?”

As the name implied, this was a confinement-type spell. The activation conditions were not too harsh. The caster needed to attach magic energy to a certain object (usually a flying knife or a short sword), and then "insert" it into the target’s shadow. Once the spell was successfully cast, the target whose shadow was "fixed" would also be fixed himself.

Of course, the person being fixed was not "completely unable to move", but only "almost unable to move". If his strength was strong enough, he could make small movements at a very slow speed. In addition, "speaking" was not affected by the Shadow Binding Technique, because a person’s shadow generally would not change when speaking.

“It’s useless to see through it now!” Weston said, releasing the long staff (because pulling out the staff would invalidate the Shadow Binding Technique), and directly punched Brother Jue’s head.

However, he still failed…

*Hiss—*

Just as Weston’s fist was about to hit, a fierce light flashed, directly cutting off the arm he was punching with.

“It seems you really think I’m dead.” In the next second, Blackbeard, holding his sword, had appeared at Weston’s side.

“Wh… why…” Weston looked at his flying arm in shock, muttering, “How could you…”

“Not quite what you ‘expected’, is it?” Blackbeard said, already swinging his second sword.

Weston quickly pulled out the long staff on the ground to block it, but… this sword cut off his long staff and his neck together…

“You truly don’t deserve to be called the ‘God of Wisdom’…” Blackbeard looked at the head that was drawing a parabola in the air, not yet closed its eyes, and said with a sneer, “You didn’t even notice ‘what the Lord of Time did to you’ before you couldn’t wait to appear in front of those opponents you had no confidence in defeating.”

At this moment, Weston seemed to belatedly realize something. Half a sentence flashed through his mind: “Could it be…”

Then, his thoughts were interrupted forever.

“Phew…” Looking at the head that fell to the ground, Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief, “That was really dangerous.” After saying that, he looked at Blackbeard again, “Thank you, Captain, for lending a han…”

“Stop pretending.” Blackbeard interrupted, “Even if I didn’t act, you would have been able to resolve it anyway… I just couldn’t be bothered to watch you play around anymore.” He paused, turned his gaze to the distance, and continued, “Now, rather than that fool who was ‘stolen of his time’ and is still completely unaware, it’s better to consider… how to deal with this group of guys around us.”

Before Blackbeard could finish speaking, those Illusion Demon Church warlocks surrounding them had all raised their hands, tearing open their stitched mouths with their fingers expressionlessly…