I Got 999 Level With One Cut

Max was still thinking about how he should drag Riko until the remaining five people arrived. However, the silver-haired girl slowed down her flying speed and stood in front of Ensco.    

"That... Hello..."    

Riko tilted her head slightly and revealed a smile that she did not know how to describe.    

Emm...    

It seemed that this person with a heavy face and wearing glasses was holding a very powerful looking wand in his hand in the air. He was the one that had been mentioned by others, Sir Ensco.    

Max had a serious expression on his face. He was ready to defend against any attack that might appear in front of him at any time. He had a magic feedback in his hand. He was sure that as long as he could grasp the moment when the opponent's magic power went blank after the arrangement of elements was completed. He would be able to gain the upper hand in the battle first.    

However, even after waiting for a long time, he still didn't see a spell jump out from the girl in front of him.    

What was she trying to do?    

Flying over just to say hello?    

However, she was afraid that the girl in front of her would have the same thoughts as her. She was holding an Arcane Ignition or feedback spell in her hand, waiting for her to open her mouth and chant...    

Therefore, he did not dare to act rashly.    

Max stood there and stared at Riko.    

As for Riko herself, she naturally would not make the first move.    

This strange old man had yet to make a move. He did not slap her with a fireball, nor did he knock down any airship. He just stood there, and the silver-haired girl was not particularly sure what he wanted to do.    

This awkward atmosphere continued until Max's first teammate arrived.    

Otto Jaen looked like a chubby middle-aged man with blond hair. He was dressed like a noble who was going to a cocktail party. He floated to Max's side without caring about the atmosphere and pointed at Riko.    

... "Sir Ensco, what is going on?"    

"Sir Jaen, please do not look down on her. This person was very strong. Even I have to focus all my attention on dealing with her... "    

Max stared straight at Riko, his eyes narrowed into slits.    

The silver-haired girl blinked.    

Distracted with all his concentration? But I didn't do anything...    

Although she didn't quite understand the content of this sentence, she was still keenly aware of the information within.    

Sir Jaen?    

Riko shifted her gaze to the golden-haired fatty who had just arrived.    

"That... Excuse me, is this Otto Jaen?" She asked in a low voice.    

"Yes, what's wrong?" Jaen rolled his eyes and scratched the back of his head.    

"Thank you!"    

Riko floated in the air and bowed deeply to him.    

The person opposite was obviously shocked. "Wait, what are you thanking me for?"    

"The thesis that you published with Lizzy Maitner in Magic Power Magazine is the theoretical basis of the Day of Destruction spell that I created."    

"... " Hmm? Oh, so it's you... "    

Jaen finally understood what was going on.    

He narrowed his eyes and reached out his hands from his pocket. He was about to make a hand gesture to cast the spell.    

"Then, let me see how powerful you, the man who claimed to be able to destroy a city with one strike, are!"    

"Don't..." Max saw Jaen raise his hand. He secretly cursed in his heart and immediately reminded Jaen.    

However, the speed of the sound was not faster than the speed of the spell.    

When Otto, Jaen, heard his words and turned his head in surprise, a Wind Judgement flew towards Riko.    

"F * ck..."    

Max did not care about anything else. He immediately activated his magic and retreated hundreds of meters in an instant.    

From a distance, he could see that the silver-haired girl did not even move her fingertips. An ice shield automatically appeared in front of him. Before the tornado that Jaen had stirred up could unleash its full power, it crashed into it and dissipated along with the shattered ice crystals.    

"It is indeed very strong..."    

Max's eyes narrowed.    

He had seen a lot of things in this short period of time.    

He didn't even need to make a hand gesture to cast an instant-cast spell, and it was a perfect shield that could block such a spell. There was no mana waste at all.    

This was almost the limit that any mage could do in this situation.    

Even if Mage God and Isaac were placed here, they wouldn't be able to handle this simple defensive spell better.    

Otto Jaen could not attack and wanted to chant a second spell. However, just as he started to guide his magic, he was blocked by the magic feedback like a prophet by the enemy. He opened his mouth wide and did not know what to do.    

A complicated and profound magic book was floating in front of Riko Hasegawa. Endless magic like an abyss was surging out of the girl's body. Max Ensco felt that if this continued, something bad might happen.    

"Sure enough, I still have to have my day..."    

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned into a Wind Element. It was ironic. When he was casting the spell, he suddenly remembered that the Elemental Incarnation he was using now seemed to have been invented by his opponent. He floated in the direction of Otto and Jaen. He pulled the latter and quickly retreated. As he ran, he heard a rush and a deep sound behind him. The sound of an explosion almost touched his clothes.    

Only after the explosions ended did he dare to slow down his flying speed.    

"Gan... 23 consecutive air explosions, this little girl is really ruthless..."    

Air Explosion was a genuine Rank 8 spell, a spell like this was equivalent to the power of a 16-inch battleship shell hitting directly. If it wasn't Max himself, it would be William Wayne or Frice Hubble. At this time, it might already be cold.    

However, the Eighth Grade Titled Devil Instructor, Max Ensco, who had been given the title of Sage Analysis due to Ensco's constant discovery, had no intention of retreating.    

It was not a cliché saying that invincible experts who had never lost before would be very excited to fight when they saw someone who was on par with them.    

He simply thought of his past.    

He thought of how this country fought against the four great powerhouses in the chaos at the same time.    

He thought of the tenacious resistance of the people of Westfalen.    

He also thought of the humiliation of losing that country, which had been on the verge of collapse because of the war, and the heavy burden of paying for the war that had suddenly been placed on top of their heads. The people had been living in misery for a whole ten years.    

"But... it doesn't matter anymore."    

Max Ensco's lips curled into a smile.    

This was a battle that gambled on the fate of the nation. From the very beginning, there was no such thing as "what should we do if we lose" option.    

Thus, they could not back down.