Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)

Chapter 144

Tyron was flipping through a spell book that Crimson himself had written.

This was a version from a year ago. Crimson would occasionally share his own experience, and it wasn't unreasonable for other mages to regard him as the 'God of Mages'.

A mage's spell books would clearly show their tendencies.

Crimson was a player who had extremely accurate calculation abilities. As long as there was data shown in his spells, it would be accurate to at least two decimal places, and it would also have its own error coefficient. There was a rumor that Crimson had the same style in the arena. When he improvised new spells, he would also calculate up to the decimal points in his mind...

This kind of computing power was absolutely a gift. Even across the entire Alliance, the number of people who could do this didn't even exceed double digits.

It was because of this terrible mental calculation ability that Crimson could go so crazy with spell reconstruction--he had set a world record for spell reconstruction.

If conditions permitted, at his peak, Crimson could reconstruct a spell four times! Four times!

For example:

You knew that he was about to cast a flash ignition spell. Crimson knew that you also knew this, so he suddenly chants another segment, and the spell changes into a Hand of Fire. You have some knowledge of magic and recognize the Hand of Fire, but he knows that you knew this too, so he suddenly chants another bar, and the magic becomes a Fire Snake. Just while you are preparing to hide, he immediately reconstructs it again, making it a flying Fire Snake that could track its target; you finally break down and open up your skills, preparing to fight hard. Then, Crimson finds that he has the chance to kill you and uses another 0.5 seconds to reconstruct the spell into an enhanced version of an automatic tracking, flying Fire Dragon...

Ah, my friend, just lie down, and wait to be **ed.

In addition to this point, another of Crimson's features was that his moves were all closely linked together, and his pacing and control were watertight.

He basically didn't play with things like probability. He wasn't a gambler. As long as he made a move, it meant that he had at least 80% confidence that things would go according to plan--

Because, he would have blocked all the other options in advance.

As a master who understood a bit of all types of magic and was also a master of the energy system, there was almost nothing he couldn't do.

From the master assassin's perspective, all of his experience in dealing with this kind of mage could be summarized with two points: The first was to 'attack the enemy while they were unprepared and kill them right away'.

Unfortunately, there was no way to really launch a sneak attack at all in the e-sports arena. Everyone was already on alert when they stepped into the arena, and this was why the assassin profession that relied on stealth wasn't strong here.

The second point was to 'wait for the opportunity to fight back and strike like lightning'.

--Find an opening, and take the opponent's life in an instant at any cost. Never give them a chance to breathe and recover.

It didn't take Tyron much time to come up with tactics. He didn't even forget to run two extra laps at noon.

Perhaps because Victor had been so nervous yesterday, he'd spent the entire afternoon stewing soup that was very delicious. Tyron had silently eaten a lot of herbal replenishments, which was probably why he had a feeling of boundless energy when he had started running.