My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 127 What is it?

Seeing Violet's bewildered expression, Lynn's lips curled up slightly.

He has another identity than ordinary superhumans.

Alchemist.

Although he is not yet able to fight with his current mental strength, he can certainly use his mental strength to assist in the battle in such a scenario.

For example, the strange noise in the bushes just now was a way he used to distract Violet.

And he has other tricks up his sleeve.

bang~

A rock hurtled toward Violet’s head from behind, but was blocked by the transparent barrier in front of her.

Violet was startled and immediately turned around, raising her hand to fire an elemental missile.

But there was nothing behind him.

Violet was startled and immediately realized that she had been tricked.

She hurriedly tried to use the teleportation array to move her body, but she was still a step too slow.

Suddenly, Lynn swung his greatsword at us with a sharp whistling sound as it cut through the air.

[Fatal Strike]!!!

The greatsword struck its target squarely.

Large cracks appeared on the surface instantly.

Violet was suddenly thrown backward.

Even the teleportation array beneath her feet was destroyed.

Lynn seized the opportunity and swung his greatsword repeatedly.

The magical barrier was shattered by the swift, wind-like sword strike, leaving terrifying cracks.

Violet was somewhat dizzy from this sudden change in circumstances.

Compared to a practical fighter like Lynn, her combat reaction speed was far behind.

In her haste, Violet tried to use Teleport to escape, but Lynn's attack interrupted the spell once again.

Seeing that the barrier was about to be broken, Violet finally reacted and turned the spell scroll toward Lynn.

Fireballs and ice spikes came hurtling towards them all at once.

Lynn moved quickly, disappearing from the spot once again.

Violet blushed deeply when she realized what had happened.

I was just fooled by this level one guy...

She just wanted to tease him and vent her pent-up resentment, but she never expected that she would end up being the one being teased.

Why...

Even though I finally had a chance to vent my anger, I was still the one who got angry...

Violet was filled with shame and indignation.

As a result, the nearby bushes suffered a devastating blow, being wiped out by the rampaging missiles.

Lynn crouched behind Violet, quietly watching her expend her energy while taking out his bow and arrows to make some preparations.

Violet vented for a while before stopping her hand from releasing the missile.

The courtyard was a mess, but Lynn was still nowhere to be seen.

Violet finally calmed down.

She finally remembered to repair the cracks in the magical barrier.

As is well known, mages cannot summon a new mana barrier in a short period of time.

Once the magical barrier is damaged, the mage must use magic to repair it.

This is because a mage's mana reserves are usually insufficient to meet the demands of spells.

A mage's magical barrier is like a warrior's spear; it needs to be maintained and strengthened with a portion of one's magical power regularly, and there's no time to sharpen it at the last minute.

Violet's magical barrier was shattered by Lynn's attack for two reasons: firstly, because she had neglected to maintain it during this period, and secondly, because her earlier negligence allowed Lynn to launch multiple attacks.

Of course, this is also due to the weak cohesion of virtual attribute elements.

If it were a magic barrier made of earth or gold, Lynn would never be able to break it even if he attacked for an hour.

Violet began to focus on repairing the magical barrier.

But how could Lynn possibly give her that chance?

He charged forward, gathering his natural elemental magic in his arms.

Although the life-energy-consuming "Fatal Strike" can no longer be activated, the natural elements can still amplify power.

Even though its destructive power is not as great as [Fatal Strike], it still greatly enhances the damage of this sword strike.

Lynn swung his greatsword and slashed at Violet from behind.

The already unstable magical barrier developed another huge crack and was on the verge of complete collapse.

Violet promptly pulled out a scroll and opened it for Lynn.

"Third-tier wind spell, unleash its full power!"

A sudden gust of wind slammed down like a heavy hammer.

The distance between the two widened again.

Violet slammed into the wall, and the magical barrier around her dimmed considerably once again.

However, she also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as we can keep our distance, that's good.

Violet quickly constructed a new teleportation array on the spot.

Before she could finish, three arrows came whistling through the air.

Violet looked up, a hint of panic on her face.

The first arrow shattered the final magical barrier with tremendous force.

Two more arrows were about to strike Violet.

A large, heavy hand caught the incoming arrow out of thin air.

He is Violet's father.

Blake Fox.

Blake's face was initially gloomy, but when he raised his hand, his expression softened considerably.

Only the first arrow has an arrowhead; the other two arrows are just empty shafts.

It seems this little rascal is much smarter than my own daughter.

"Dad? Why are you back?"

Violet was somewhat taken aback when she saw the familiar figure before her.

Blake did not answer, but instead silently gazed at the messy yard.

"I'll tell you that later. Daughter, can you tell me what grudge you have against your father over money?"

Violet felt a little embarrassed upon hearing this.

She tugged at her father's arm and said sweetly, "Oh, I was just in a good mood and thought I'd have a little sparring. Anyway, you definitely won't be short of this little bit of money, right?"

Blake's bones softened the moment he was pampered.

It seems that the Fox family's docile donkeys have a lineage of traits passed down through generations.

Blake's doting fatherhood is even more severe.

After a bit of persuasion, Blake's resentment vanished in an instant.

Seeing this, Lynn took off his helmet, walked over, and stood quietly to the side.

Violet's expression changed instantly, and she pointed at Lynn.

"Dad, beat him up for me! This bad guy is bullying your daughter!"

Blake was speechless.

He hesitated for a moment, then patted Lynn on the shoulder.

"I saw your performance just now, and it was quite unexpected. I thought you were just a talented alchemist, but I didn't expect your fighting style to be so experienced."

Lynn shook his head and said, "It's all Miss Violet's fault for being so accommodating. You flatter me."

"No need to be modest, I saw it all. Violet's combat awareness is no match for yours."

Blake shook his head.

"I'm just curious where you got this armor. It looks to be of high quality, and the design... uh... seems familiar?"

Violet, standing to the side, was furious to see that her father not only didn't stand up for her, but was also chatting with this scoundrel.

She gave her father a reproachful look and snorted, "Right, doesn't that look familiar? Have you gotten so old and blind that you can't even recognize the Armor of Protection?"

"Oh, so it's the Armor of Protection."

Blake was taken aback, then nodded subconsciously.

"Um?"

"Wait! What did you just say?"

Blake, realizing what was happening, turned his head sharply.

He stared intently at the armor on Lynn's body.

His eyes widened instantly.

"Holy crap! This is a protective armor!?"