In contrast, the response on Lin Yun's side could be said to be quite conforming with the norms. A Freeze spell froze the flowing magma while two lights, one red and one blue, coiled around him to form an Ice Fire Shield, which appeared just in time to intercept the Frost Lances...
But how could a possessor of Time Hand stop there? Just as the Frost Lances shot out, Fran was already starting his next incantation for Fire Dragon Roar, one of the most time-consuming incantations among the 6th Tier Spells, specialized in breaking through all protective spells. Let alone an Ice Fire shield, even a Runic Shield might not be able to hold, depending on the difference between the mana of both sides.
But the incantation of Fire Dragon Roar was too long...
Although every mage knew that the spell was very useful for breaking magical defenses, no mage would choose that spell in a duel, because time wouldn't allow for it. The enemy could use the casting time to cut the caster's throat with a simple Wind Blade.
But Fran didn't seem to have an issue showing the might of Fire Dragon Roar.
This was the advantage brought by Time Hand.
While the Ice Fire Shield crazily rotated to block the Frost Lances, one-third of Fran's incantation was already finished, and the Runic Shield he had prepared hadn't even been needed yet.
In other words, the Fire Dragon Roar was almost certain to be completed.
At this time, Solomon was ready to cast a Counterspell to stop it. When Fran completed his Fire Dragon Roar, he would use his power as a 9th Rank High Mage to forcibly suppress the mana and extinguish the Fire Dragon Roar. Otherwise, Merlin wouldn't be able to block the spell, even if he had ten Ice Fire Shields.
Fran chanted faster and faster, and the surrounding fire elements were roused, making the air around gradually start burning. All the onlookers stopped breathing, knowing that the spell would be completed in a split second.
When Lin Yun's Ice Fire Shield intercepted the last Frost Lance, he seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
But strangely, despite his Ice Fire Shield being nearly broken, Lin Yun didn't seem to panic when he heard Fran's incantation. He gently held his Spiritual Magic Staff and began a quick and hurried incantation.
'How could he try to chant a spell at this time?'
A few Great Mages who were watching inwardly scolded, 'The Fire Dragon Roar is almost complete, yet you are just leisurely chanting a spell. Using Fire Elemental Incarnation would be a good choice as it would at least raise your fire resistance, increasing your chances of surviving the impact...'
'Hold on, this incantation, these mana fluctuations, why does it feel like dejà vu?'
"Fire Dragon Roar!" Solomon was the first to react.
Indeed, Lin Yun was actually chanting the incantation for Fire Dragon Roar.
At this time, Solomon didn't care about his status and immediately got ready to cast his Counterspell.
But just as he was about to cast it, he felt something wrong. Why was the casting speed of these two so different?
'No, no, Fran with his Time Hand isn't the faster one.'
Solomon's eyes widened in surprise as the dazzling flames soared up and turned into a flaming Dragon that burned at a heaven-destroying temperature. He bared his flaming fangs as he pounced forward.
That was Lin Yun's Fire Dragon Roar!
It was as if time froze. Everyone stood there in a daze, looking at the flaming Dragon suddenly appearing, looking at the raging flames knocking against the Runic Shield, watching the gorgeous magical runes surging...
In the end, they watched as Fran was sent flying like a cannonball.
All the onlookers were frozen stiff, standing still like statues, disbelief written all over their faces. It truly felt like they were in a dream. No one had expected that this battle would end up with such a dramatic outcome.
A Great Mage had cast Fire Dragon Roar...
Moreover, he had cast it at least twice as fast as Fran, despite the latter possessing the Time Hand Magic Conducting Rune.
What kind of situation was this?
It wasn't just the people of Thousand Sails City that couldn't understand. Even Fran, who had experienced everything himself, couldn't understand.
The Runic Shield had absorbed most of the damage from the Fire Dragon Roar, but to Fran, who didn't have a strong body, just one-tenth of that power was something he couldn't handle.
Over half of his mage robe had burnt due to the high temperature, and the powerful impact had broken half of his ribs. It could be said that Fran was quite helpless now. The only thing he could do was watch as the young Great Mage slowly walked over...
"You... How could that be..." Fran wanted to get up, but he immediately spat blood due to his injuries.
"Master Fran, take a rest. Talking too much isn't good for you." Lin Yun walked over to Fran and stepped on his head, pressing it into the sandy soil.
Fran let out painful yelps as he tried to struggle for his life. But what force could he muster with his serious injuries? Besides making him look like an ostrich, struggling didn't have any meaning...
"But you were right about one point. I didn't learn any courtesy from studying under Seth..."
After saying that, Lin Yun didn't care about the dullard anymore and directly returned to his carriage with the Draconic Beastman.
"Cousin, give me two Health Potions."
"Eh..." William promptly fished two potions from his pocket, but after seeing the state of the weak Draconic Beastman, he couldn't help asking, "But his injuries are so heavy, would Health Potions have any effect?"
"Don't worry about it." Lin Yun wasn't worried at all. This was a Draconic Beastman, holder of two bloodlines, the Beastman bloodline and the Draconic bloodline. His recuperative ability was something humans couldn't imagine.
And sure enough, after receiving the two Health Potions, the Draconic Beastman moved a bit. His fingers twitched twice before his eyes slowly opened.
But then, a roar echoed.
Before William could react, the Draconic Beastman had sprung up, his dark red arm moving like a viper as he grabbed William's neck.
"Who are you?" These words were spoken in Beastman Language.
"Let... Let... Let go!" William's face was pale. The dark red arm was like a pair of iron pliers slowly tightening, making it difficult for him to breathe. "Cousin... Cousin, save me..."
"Let him go." Lin Yun spoke in Beastman Language.
"Tell me who you are or I'll kill him!" The Draconic Beastman remained unmoved as his grip tightened on William's neck, an ominous glint flashing in his eyes.
"Forget it..." Lin Yun gave up on communicating because the Beastman was too agitated, so he raised one finger, casting a Flame Shackle.
In a flash, the Flame Shackle tightened around the arm of the Draconic Beastman, making the latter shriek from the shockingly high temperature. Just as he let go of William, he struggled with all his might to try to break free of the binding of the Flame Shackle.
But how could he break free from a Flame Shackle cast by Lin Yun?
The Flame Shackle was like a python. The more the Draconic Beastman struggled, the tighter it became.
The Draconic Beastman had just woken up from being unconscious, so he was originally at his weakest. There was no need to mention the result of being bound by a Flame Shackle cast by Lin Yun. It was only a short time before he fell to the ground, with burn marks appearing on the dark red skin. Besides grunting in pain, he didn't have the strength to do anything else.
"I told you to let me go..." William massaged his neck and kicked the Draconic Beast to alleviate some of his bad mood. 'Damn, that's the outcome of doing a good deed? If I had known earlier, I would never have taken out those two bottles of Health Potions...'
Lin Yun waved his hand and scattered the Flame Shackle. "Okay, William, give him two more Health Potions."
"I need to ask him some things."
"Okay..." William begrudgingly took another two Health Potions from his pocket.
After drinking the potions, the injuries caused by the Flame Shackle disappeared from the Draconic Beastman's body, but this time, he didn't make any aggressive moves.
The power that the human mage had displayed had already left a deep shadow in his heart. He even had a feeling that if he tried to resist once again, that mage would kill him without hesitation.
"Listen, I'll ask you a few questions. You only have five seconds to think. If I don't obtain a satisfactory answer or if I feel that you are lying, I'll gift you with two choices: lay down on a refining table as I dissect you, or be turned into magic materials."
"What if he doesn't understand Common Language?" William curiously asked.
Lin Yun thought for a moment before answering, "Then he is useless."