Chapter 554 - Not a Single Drop of Blood

Evan threw up a mouthful of blood. His chest caved in, and his face paled with agony. However, his eyes were filled with horror and incomprehension as he stared at the Ironhide Bull. The wall of ice had managed to easily stop it before; why did it suddenly become so brittle? Could it be… that the little brat actually did help him fortify the wall? Evan was struck by a sense of absurdity as that thought occurred to him.

The Ironhide Bull clearly had no intention of letting them go after sending them flying. It began to charge toward them again, yet both of them were too severely wounded to move, and could only await their deaths.

Eva stretched out her arm and crawled toward Evan. If she could die beside Master Evan, death didn’t seem too bad.

“This is bad!”

Everyone had thought that Evan would be able to handle the Ironhide Bull, but the situation had deteriorated drastically on their end. The seemingly indestructible wall of ice had been shattered, and both Evan and Eva were severely wounded. No one could save them from the Ironhide Bull; everyone could only look on in despair.

Furthermore, the Ironhide Bull charging toward Mag and Amy was just as unstoppable. The frailest people present were all facing imminent death, yet none of them could do anything about it. This realization struck them with a sense of powerlessness.

“Sigh, didn’t your master teach you that even if you can’t defeat your enemy, you have to think of other methods?” Amy looked at Evan with a disappointed expression before pointing her wand at the ground in front of them. A smile then appeared on her face as she said, “For example, you can get this big dumb cow to perform a dance first.”

A layer of ice appeared beneath Evan and Eva’s feet, extending all the way down the hill.

The incoming Ironhide Bull trod onto the ice and slid onto its front knees. It slid along the ground face-first and stopped less than half a meter away from Evan. Its eyes were filled with indignation as it struggled to its feet, but its hooves were slipping on the ice as it was forced to perform an awkward dance, one that didn’t take it any closer to Evan and Eva.

Amy shrugged at Evan, and said, “1st-tier ice-type magic, freezing spell.”

Evan and Eva both heaved sighs of relief upon coming to the realization that they had been saved. However, both of them were humiliated by Amy’s nonchalant words. They had tried everything they could to stop this Ironhide Bull, only to be gored and sent flying by it. However, this four-year-old half elf girl had managed to defeat it while using the most basic freezing spell. It was a textbook slap to the face.

However, if she were only a 1st-tier magic caster, then the wall of ice had to have been unleashed by him earlier. At the very least, it meant that he had unleashed a 4th-tier spell, and was far more powerful than Amy! Evan was still desperately trying to console himself. His agonizing wounds made him want to black out; it was the first time that he had ever sustained such horrific injuries.

Sivir and the others all heaved a collective sigh of relief. They hadn’t expected that Amy would swoop in to save Evan and the others in the nick of time. What was even more incredible to them was that Amy really was a magic caster. Even if she were only a 1st-tier magic caster, she would still be considered a prodigy at her age and for her ability to utilize this freezing spell in such a creative manner.

“This is the most basic usage of the freezing spell. My master told me that there are no weak or powerful spells, only weak or powerful magic casters.” Amy spread open her right hand, and a ball of flames of extreme frost appeared over her palm. The icy flames danced on her fingertip before she launched it toward the Ironhide Bull.

The ball of fire didn’t appear to be traveling very quickly, but it instantly appeared before the Ironhide Bull.

The tiny ball of flames wasn’t even as large as one of the bull’s eyes, but an expression of shock and horror appeared on its face as it frantically tried to escape.

However, the flames had already fallen on its head, and frost instantly enveloped its entire body, sealing it in ice from head to tail. It was frozen in a position with its front knees on the ground as if it had become a statue.

“Those magic waves… She’s an intermediate magic caster!” Evan’s eyes widened with shock as he stared at the frozen Ironhide Bull. As a 3rd-tier magic caster, he could easily assess the power of a spell. Freezing an Ironhide Bull with a ball of icy flames was something that was completely beyond him.

She was a four-year-old intermediate magic caster. She was only a half-elf, but her magical prowess was well beyond his.

Evan felt his heart skip a beat. In his shock, he even forgot the agonizing pain shooting through his chest.

There are no weak or powerful spells, only weak or powerful people…” Those words struck Evan on the chest like a hammer blow.

If a seasoned and revered magic caster were to tell him that, he wouldn’t feel so bad. However, the fact that those words were being spoken by Amy made him feel as if a knife had been plunged into his heart. He suddenly realized how much of a court jester he had to have seemed to Mag and his daughter.

They were not people that he could mess with. Just this little four-year-old girl could easily crush him.

“H-how could this be?!” Eva was also in complete shock. Even Evan was completely powerless against this Ironhide Bull, but it had been frozen by Amy with ease. As a magic caster, she naturally knew what that entailed. She abruptly turned to Amy, and her eyes were filled with horror.

“So powerful!”

Sivir and the others faltered in their steps as they stared at the frozen Ironhide Bull, also with expressions of shock and incredulity on their faces. They didn’t think that Amy would be the one to subdue the Ironhide Bull in the end. Now, they finally understood what gave Mag the confidence to take Amy into the wilderness with an Ironhide Bull as his target.

“Look out!” Sivir suddenly returned to her senses. One of the Ironhide Bulls had been frozen, but the other one was still charging toward Mag and Amy. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived less than five meters away from them, and was charging full-steam ahead.

“You should stay still as well, big dumb cow.” Amy turned to the other Ironhide Bull and raised her little hand.

“Leave this big dumb cow to me.” Mag smiled as he strode forward. He laid his hand on the hilt of his blade, and a frosty light flashed through the air. The Ironhide Bull barely glanced past him and charged forward a few more steps before crashing to the ground. It writhed and struggled for a few seconds before falling completely stationary. There was a stream of warm blood flowing from its body all the way down the hill.

The blade was placed back into its scabbard, and not a single drop of blood had stained its edge.