Return of the Class 8 Mage
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The sound of the Dragon Breath explosion was unique.

That's no ordinary sound – it's out of this world.

Then, there was the sound of an explosion

Sounds more like the end of the world than a simple explosion.

KKKRRRRGGGGGG

After that, a strong vibration. This powerful vibrating sound spread out in all directions.

Water and dust exploded upward, covering the sky. Looks like Knocking Island will disappear from the face of the planet.

Yet….

(. Impressive.)

The Bone Dragon knew it had disappeared. He knew that his Breath had let him down, and that the little boy, who was his target to kill, was still alive. This is an unexpected result.

(You may be young, but it seems you are really the son of the traitor.) The dragon muttered softly, as if completely astonished. The tremors calmed down, and a cloud of dust began to settle. Then, what the dragon saw was an amazing sight.

“….”

Ian is not dead.

The island was not destroyed either.

Instead, it was very cold.

Ian had thrown “The Es” Shield of the sea water around them in an instant, big enough to protect the entire island. Usually it is not possible to do, but this time it is different.

C RRAAACCKK C RRAACK CRRAAACCKK

Of course, it was impossible to maintain the shield for a long time. Cracks began to form on the shield, and it eventually shattered into pieces. It doesn't matter whether it's used or not. It was the durability of the shield that mattered, and it was no longer able to hold back.

“That's what I want to say.” said Ian slowly. He floated in the air to look at the dragon in the eyes. He floated slightly higher than the dragon, so the dragon would not see him from above.

“You are nothing but a skeleton, but I think you are still a dragon.”

(I'll end this for you without pain.)

Ian could feel anger in the tone of the Bone Dragon's voice.

Ian had crossed the line with his rudeness.

At least, that was what the Bone Dragon thought.

“I've been thinking about it constantly.” Ian murmured as he summoned an infinite mana, ready to fight. His opponent was a dragon. His body only served as a container made of bones, but wasn't it also training his strength? Moreover, it was unobstructed and confident in itself.

“But I'm really not sure this time.”

Ian pressed his fingers against his temple.

He feels calmer like that.

“You asked me if I was sure everything was to my liking. I will admit it – I myself am not sure. Can I prove that I am not being played? Same with that too. To prove it is also not easy.” said Ian honestly.

He had always been very confused when it came to this question, and it was happening now as well.

“I'm pretty sure I'm not the idiot type. But I don't really know either. I might need more time to think about this.” said Ian. He moved.

He hasn't solved this problem.

He just pushed her for now.

“Let's go straight to the point.” Ian muttered while looking at the sea. “For now, I decided to believe what I can.”

(What funny. What do you believe?)

“Well, first of all,” said Ian as he gestured with his hand, and the waves began to ripple. “I'm not dying today.”

It was not a simple wave round.

Cold energy rises above the water.

“And this is an opportunity I don't get often.

Ian had enjoyed using cold spells, and since Class 5, he had created his own spells.

Of all the spells he created from this life and before, 70% were freezing spells. Because it's…

“In this kind of environment.. I have a little advantage.”

Environment like this.

In the middle of the ocean.

It was a natural battlefield where Ian could train his talents and interests to the fullest.

“More powerful.” Ian muttered softly, and the licking waves burst into the air and froze in place. Thousands of ice pillars had formed in a split second.

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Ice pillars rained down on the dragon. It only looked like thousands, but it was no different from having an infinite number of ice pillars, as they continued to form. Unless the sea dried up, it was possible to form an infinite number of attacks with an infinite number of mana. That's not all of it.

“Boom Es.”

This was the spell he used before against the dragon army.

There was an ice explosion that sounded in all directions, and it was stronger at different levels, one would believe it was a completely different spell.

“Mr Clevan!”

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As soon as Ian started his attack on the dragon with ice pillars and explosions, the islanders called out to Clevan. Clevan knows why they called him.

“Number 2! Number 3, 5 and 7!”

“Grrrr!”

“Krrrr”

Perhaps it was because of their attributes that could not die. Clevean looked overjoyed even in this situation which meant life or death. No – he's actually happy.