Full-Time Magister: Throne of Dimensions

Chapter 150 Limiting All Extraordinary Powers

These two prison masters are really annoying. They are not ordinary fully-trained mages. The magic they use is too strong and too powerful, which has exceeded the limit of the two prison masters' abilities.

Releasing him would mean facing two powerful prisoners, a battle with little chance of victory, and Jiang Shaotian knew who had attacked him.

They're either Jiuying or his subordinates; they're definitely a nuisance.

"Just enjoy the game, why bother telling them about these things outside the rules?" Jiuying chuckled twice.

The operation went very smoothly, temporarily sealing off Jiang Shaotian's sound-based abilities. This guy is terrifyingly strong; normally, he shouldn't be able to get in. The two prisons were designed a long time ago to exclude powerful people like him, but for some reason, he still got in.

Jiuying was speechless. Now he would have even more work to do. It wasn't enough to just temporarily block his sound system; he would have to do other targeted measures as well.

"Let's go, we can't stay here. We need to capture Jiuying." A few seconds later, Jiang Shaotian stood up.

He used water magic to wipe the blood off his face; although it was somewhat limited, it didn't have a significant impact.

boom!!!!

Jiang Shaoxu couldn't help but recall that a huge explosion had occurred there, filled with dense fire elements—high-level fire magic. Meteorite balls crashed down, destroying the houses there.

She looked away. The direction had been lost. Before, they had a sense of distance and direction in their minds, but now it was gone. However, they had memorized it and just needed to walk in the specific direction.

Su Ming was choking someone whose body hadn't turned into mist. The person had been beaten half to death, his clothes burned off, and he was barely recognizable as a human.

Su Ming did not kill them. Jiang Shaotian had already said that death here meant real death, and he could not kill them for such a trivial matter.

The main problem is that these people don't know they're going to die. They think it's the same as before, so they have to be careful with their strength. This person is also a high-level mage, and a water-type one at that. However, his fire is soul fire, which is extremely powerful, and he simply can't withstand it.

Su Ming casually tossed the person aside and prepared to go find someone else when a block of ice suddenly rose from the ground, blocking his retreat.

The ice was huge, and it got cold all around.

Normal high-level ice mages don't act like this, so there's only one possibility: they've used this method to enhance their magic power to a higher level, rather than having high-level strength to begin with.

Su Ming turned his head and narrowed his eyes. He was a little surprised to see Han Bing here.

Judging from his appearance, he has gained some power, and his magical power can reach a high level.

"Su Ming! I've finally found you. You've been hiding for three years, but you still couldn't escape." Han Bing grinned, her eyes filled with icy coldness, wishing she could tear Su Ming to pieces immediately.

But there's no rush. Before tearing him to pieces, we need to crush his confidence and make him despair. Simply killing him is meaningless.

Now that he has gained such great power, he should certainly make good use of it.

"Hey, Hanbing, I felt something was off when Li Xing became the Black Church. You were the one who brought him here, weren't you?" Su Ming said. Hanbing was currently wearing gray clothes, which was a higher rank than black clothes.

"Where's Li Xing? Is he planning a sneak attack?" Su Ming observed his surroundings. Was Han Bing going to deal with him alone?

That's a bit unrealistic; the Black Vatican doesn't care about fair one-on-one matches.

"Stop looking. It's just me. Do you think I need someone else to kill you? You're really putting on a show." Hanbing said disdainfully, "Look at this. This is the power of high-level magic. Even ordinary high-level mages are no match for me. What use is it to someone who has become a high-level mage by chance?"

"Pretty impressive." Su Ming said, then suddenly disappeared. Before Han Bing could react, Su Ming was already standing in front of him, flames swirling in his hands. It was a mid-level fire magic that Su Ming had mastered very well.

First, use teleportation to get close to the ice, then use basic spatial magic to protect yourself, and finally use fire magic to defeat the enemy in one blow.

"What an idiot! Today I'll show you what a genius is. I'm not like you, who just got lucky to become a high-level mage!" Hanbing roared, not even seeing the connection of the star trails, when suddenly a chilling aura emanated from his surroundings.

The ground was frozen, and even the fire magic in his hand was affected. Keep in mind that this was Soul Fire, and ordinary ice magic could not affect his flames.

"See? This is magic!" Ice spikes appeared behind Han Bing. If Su Ming punched him, he wouldn't die, but if the ice spikes hit Su Ming, it was a different story. After all, they contained special poison from the Black Church, and even a little bit could take half a life.

Han Bing issued a command in his mind to throw those ice spikes, but Su Ming's sound magic had already been activated before that. His consciousness was disturbed, as if a band was playing drums and gongs on the side, which was about to shatter his eardrums, making it impossible for him to calm down.

Interrupted from her thoughts, Han Bing was somewhat horrified. What the hell is this? How could Su Ming possibly have so many tricks up his sleeve? Is it magic? Or a magical artifact?

Just as Han Bing was thinking, two lush green plants climbed up his right hand and right foot. As the plant-based trap was activated, Han Bing lost his footing, and Su Ming punched him in the face.

The punch was so solid that he barely had time to react.

The ice was blasted away, and the small flame grew enormous after detaching from Su Ming, larger than the surrounding houses, a veritable fireball.

Compared to a fireball, ice is like a mosquito.

"Ah!!!"

boom!

The fireball smashed through numerous houses, creating plumes of smoke. The powerful punch was thrown, but the extent of the damage was unknown.

The surrounding ice was still intact, and even with fire elemental energy, he still felt cold, which was somewhat unusual.

The block of ice blocking him was a bit too big; he could get past it by going around it. Instead of immediately taking a detour, Su Ming threw a fireball at it.

The fire melted the ice a little, but only a tiny bit, about the size of a palm, which was insignificant compared to the ice block that was so large.

"This ice is pretty powerful," Su Ming murmured. It's so big that even the Nine Palaces Fierce Fist probably couldn't break it; it would require high-level magic.

"Ouch, that really hurts, Su Ming!!!" As the smoke cleared, most of his clothes were burned off, his face was burned, and much of his hair was gone. Combined with Han Bing's already somewhat terrifying expression, he looked even more ferocious now.

"The adults told me: Space, Fire, Sound, Summoning, Plant, and what else?!" Han Bing screamed in despair, "What the hell do you have?! Six elements! You have six elements? I don't have any! Why isn't it me with six elements? Why you? Why? I refuse to accept this!"

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