"Bombardment Thunder!!"

As Rubers' slightly hoarse voice sounded, dense black clouds slowly enveloped the entire arena.

As darker as the sky became darker, Roland's face was covered with anxious shadows.

The only defensive spell she can cast at present is shelter, which was found in the gradually recovered memory.

"What's wrong, Lord Roland, you shouldn't just want to defend yourself." Rubers activated the spell without any haste, and the flame that had subsided in the last attack came back.

After colliding with the sheltered barrier of absolute magic defense, both Rubos's spells were instantly disintegrated, but he was a true master of the mentor level. His magic power could be supported for a whole day if he had less than tenth level.

Roland has to defend with the spirit of several times higher than the casting spell level. If the stalemate continues, the person who loses in the end must be Roland.

The undead are lifeless species. Even if they have physical bodies, they will not have any physical feeling that they should have as biological species. Because the one who controls physical movements is an immortal soul.

The strength of the soul directly determines the power possessed by a soul.

After testing with Om's strength and Ainiga's speed, Rubers basically understood Roland's advantages and disadvantages.

Using magic can effectively make powers that are difficult for humans to resist in the undead.

However, the mage is completely unable to resist the melee attacks of high-level knights. He needs a powerful comrade who can fight against the undead knights.

Among all the mentors, Izhak, who was born in the Paladin and Truk of the Light, is the most difficult thing for the undead who relies entirely on the spirit.

After all, Rubes relied on Yizhak's protection to push Roland into a dead corner again and again.

"Elder Zeta..." Seeing the protection light on Roland's body weaker and weaker again, Yizhak's concern that was suppressed by force emerged again.

As a knight who can also use shelter, he understands very well how much mental power it takes for a non-spellent to cast such advanced spells.

The protection technique is an absolute magic defense, and it is restricted to use once a day because the human body can only bear it once.

Even if the undead with an immortal body only uses pure spiritual power to protect him...

The Great Elder looked at the arena coldly, with no compromise in his eyes.

"Stop your compassionate thoughts, Lord Paladin. We do not live in the age of the Seven Heroes or Holy Kings. Faced with the death leadership that is about to subvert the Holy Empire and the entire Nanda University, we have to seek power against the undead at all costs." Rubos's whisper suddenly sounded in Yizhak's ears; "What we need is the General of the Underworld who ruled the Sword of Death, not a undead who has lost his memory. As an alliance, Roland must have strong enough power to resist the power from the undead, empire, humans... and even any race. We have no intention of forcing a person who has completely lost his memory, but the situation has to make a choice. If this cruel act can revive her in battle and restore her original power, then I am happy to do it."

"But... she has no chance at all, we don't give her a chance at all." Looking at Roland who was leaning against the wall, Yizhak frowned; "In her current state, she can't resist the attack condensed by the war combination."

"Thunder!!"

Rube threw out another thunder spell, stopping Roland tightly in a corner of the arena.

"That's not something I need to worry about. My only goal now is to push Roland to the limit, and only this will force her to think about how to fight."

"boom!!"

Countless lightning struck the barrier, causing dazzling flashes.

Roland leaned against the wall, trying to withstand increasingly powerful magic attacks.

No...no.

The mage seemed to be at ease, but he was on the verge of collapse.

Since he came to this world, Roland always wondered whether it was a wrong decision to choose back.

As the troubles she encountered gradually escalated, she began to deeply realize that this was a real magical world, which was much more dangerous than the earth where she grew up.

Politics, conspiracies, death, war, these things that were completely unrequited before followed one after another.

Not only are various races fighting to the death for survival, but also the same races fighting for their own interests.

It's so sad...

Human beings are already on the verge of the most dangerous situation. Why do we still have to make so many tricks and plan so many conspiracies?

Whether it is a noble or a golden tree.

All of them only consider their own interests.

Although he was not sure what the Great Elder Zeta was thinking, his calculating eyes had already betrayed him. Although his face was full of kindness and respectful words, his smile did not reach his worldly and vicissitudes of eyes.

And what they call training is actually a different purpose...

Seeing Roland still struggling to hold on, Rupers sighed inwardly.

It seems that this is the limit.

As a dead soul, she did a great job.

As General of the Underworld, she was completely unqualified.

"The stars shining on the sky, fall and burn. I pray under the starry night, and in this silence, open the sky and drop the red destruction fire."

The old voice was particularly loud in the silent arena.

Although entry is prohibited outside the venue, students who are less onlookers are still gathered.

Therefore, when Rubos finished reciting this complicated spell, the experienced practitioners had already exclaimed.

"Crimson Stone!!"

One of the advanced flame techniques is a relatively difficult one among high-end spells. Since it is the most commonly used spell before the goddess of the Dark Night became a god, it has become the favorite of advanced mages. Being able to fully control this spell proves that they have truly entered the realm of great mages.

With extremely hot high temperatures, huge meteorites fell from the sky, and the high heat caused by the plants around the arena quickly withered.

"Damn..." Glancing at the huge rocks of flames that kept falling from the sky, Roland cursed low.

It's already the limit... The moment this powerful spell collided with my barrier was when I failed.

"If you can't think of a way to deal with me and Izhak, even the body of the undead will lose this competition."

Rupers certainly understood Roland, but for her memory, after all, was just some incomplete fragments. Even if she could experience the emotions that were thorny with her body and mind, her body still had no sense of reality.

Even though he saw the memory crystal brought by the Emperor and was deeply shocked by the pictures inside, Roland had nothing to get except sadness and pain.

It's like a puzzle that has been completely broken up. Even if the edges are pieced together intact and the most central part is missing, it still cannot get the whole picture.

The battles so far have been all based on the physical instinctive reaction, but once they encounter a real strong enemy, her strange power, speed and super recovery ability will not be much useful.

Especially the perverted combinations like magicians and paladins are flawless. Not to mention being alone, even a whole group of mercenaries may not be opponents.

The fire rocks suddenly pressed down made the entire arena dark, and the hard bluestone ground began to soften and melt under the high temperature.

Due to the special construction method, this arena that covers a lot of land will be destroyed by magic power even if it casts advanced spells like "Crimson Stone". The special magic barrier can prevent spells in the duel arena from spreading to other areas.

The students outside the venue were enjoyable, but the mentors in the venue were already sweating profusely.

In the magic barrier, they are also influenced by the "Crimson Stone".

In the arena, Roland, who was threatened by high-level magic, suddenly changed her face. She obviously felt that the shelter barrier she had cast was bursting.

The soft light that had been covering her body gradually dissipated, and she could even feel the temperature created by the magic fire. These phenomena reminded and explained that the last shelter spell she used was gradually losing its due effect.

"it's over……"

In Rubes' indifferent eyes, the sheltered barrier that had always protected Roland from his spells was disappearing.

This tutor-initiated test is coming to an end.

Is this...the limit...the limit I have at the moment...

Having consumed too much energy, Roland fell to the ground dejectedly, trying to maintain balance in his body, but found that his eyes were black and his limbs began to be out of control.

[I didn't expect that you not only lost your memory, but also lost your physical feelings.]

The sudden voice in her mind shocked her whole body.

Rafa...

The cold voice like ice crystals has an inimitable arrogance and unruly manner. Only he said this tone that ignores everything.

[Didn’t you remember some of your past memories? Why did you still make yourself so embarrassed...]

Obviously, he knew that the sealed memory had been restored.

You've always been...

Roland has always felt this way since the moment he returned to Anesia.

He had never left, like the demon dragon Yader, attached to himself.

Maintenance in District 5, I can finally write for a few days, haha...

You don’t have to throw away rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes…
Chapter completed!