Chapter 58
“Are you suggesting a magical duel with me?”
“As the successors of the two Magic Towers, and for the sake of exchange between the Black and Red factions, and since we happen to be facing each other like this.”
In response to Dale’s question, Ray Yuris nodded.
“It wouldn’t be a bad idea to gauge each other’s abilities.”
“It’ll be a trivial fight between children, I suppose.”
Dale answered as if it were someone else’s business. After all, the person before him was just a kid his own age. There was no need to deliberately show his hand.
“Do you truly believe that?”
Ray Yuris countered, accelerating the two circles etched into his heart.
‘Two circles…?’
Furthermore, at the flood of crimson magical power generated by those accelerating circles, Dale gasped. Seeing the rapidly rising RPM of the two circles, he realized.
‘This is far beyond the amount of magic a mere 2-Circle mage could generate.’
Moreover, achieving the second circle at that age is no small feat. Even if it doesn’t compare to Dale’s growth rate.
Just as Dale wielded high-purity magic with piercing cold and refined darkness, the magic Ray generated contained a searing heat akin to molten magma.
An absurdly high-purity crimson magic, like the infernal flames of hell itself.
The number of circles a mage possesses is an absolutely indispensable indicator of their power. Yet the number of circles alone cannot reveal the entirety of a mage’s prowess. Just as the third-circle mage Dale demonstrated, and the sixth-circle elf mage Sepia proved.
