Scepter

Part 31

Casting spells is also a science.

Yannick had mastered the Light Illumination spell to the point where he could recite it without hesitation. However, that alone wasn't enough, especially in combat situations where enemies wouldn't wait for him to finish casting. Additionally, Yannick hadn't successfully cast the Light Illumination spell before, so its effectiveness was uncertain.

Yannick's mind raced, swiftly making a decision.

He appeared gentle on the surface but was capable of being ruthless when necessary. Having made up his mind, he immediately recited the Light Illumination spell at a rapid pace.

With the assistance of the red magic crystal, the magic within him reached its peak in an instant.

There's a saying on the mainland of Orindar: understanding the enemy is understanding oneself.

Over the centuries, the elves and the Curia had been at odds, and they understood each other quite well. Even though the thought processes of these two elves were somewhat different from humans, they had already realized what was happening when Yannick began casting the spell. They were taken aback, their instincts kicking in. The male elf, Sota, pushed his spear forward, while the female elf, Bella, drew her bow and swiftly released an arrow aimed at Yannick.

However, it was too late.

In an instant, both elves were engulfed in a blinding light. The intense white light filled their vision, almost blinding them.

The blinding light not only hurt their eyes but also made them feel the scorching heat of flames, as if they were engulfed in raging fire. Sota managed to endure, but his spear was unable to withstand the heat. He staggered back several steps, feeling the intense heat lingering. Bella couldn't bear the pain and let out a cry of agony.

The entire room was filled with bright light.

In the center of the light orb, the priest's robes rustled in the hot stream, his silver hair floating gently.

Although elves are naturally sensitive to elemental magic, it doesn't mean they possess the same level of offensive and defensive capabilities as mages or priests. They excel in using magically enhanced weapons for ranged attacks.

Now, this advantage was rendered useless. The two young elves finally realized that the seemingly weak priest before them was not to be trifled with.

However, it was a bit too late. They couldn't bear the burning sensation, their eyes unable to see anything, even when tightly shut. They had no choice but to retreat, backing into the corner of the room.

Fortunately, the burning sensation gradually subsided, and the light became less blinding. The painful feeling began to fade, and Bella's cries turned into gasps for breath.

As the one controlling the light orb, the priest's robes fluttered, his handsome face half-closed eyes resembling the statue of the Light Deity in the Temple of Light, mysterious and inscrutable.

Though Sota and Bella's clothes were intact, they had developed red, swollen patches on their bodies. While not severe-looking, their expressions were filled with agony. Bella's face even showed a look of fear and uncertainty.

This was the difference between the Light Illumination spell and fire-based magic. Although there might be deep connections between the two, a Light spell that left clothes intact but inflicted serious injuries was clearly more suited for mystification than a fire spell that burned everything, including the clothes, to ashes.

No wonder the Curia always claimed that Light magic came from the blessing of the Light Goddess, and even being burned to death by the Light Illumination spell was considered divine punishment.