Water and Fire Twins Magician

After carefully confirming that the soles of her shoes could withstand the high temperatures of the scorched earth, Fei'er carefully walked to Jacques, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and gently patted his shoulder.

"Although I had guessed that your fire magic would be stronger than your water magic, it seems that I still greatly underestimated you. You are a little too strong." She squatted down and looked at Jacques, and found that he was still in a state of exhaustion and looked a little dazed. Fei'er then took out the handkerchief in her bosom and gently wiped the sweat off Jacques' face.

Jacques stared at the scorched earth in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief and astonishment. He opened his eyes wide, his mouth slightly open, as if he was still immersed in the shocking scene. Suddenly, a complex emotion surged in his heart:

"That Allen... could it be that he has been burned to ashes?"

"Don't think too much. The trial in the frozen abyss is inherently risky. Before participating, every participant is mentally prepared for the possibility of injury, disability, or even death..."

Although Fei'er comforted Jacques in this way, she must have felt uncomfortable. In this year's trial, although the battle between Dijing and Shengxin was fierce, no one had deliberately started a killing. Thinking about it carefully, Allen and them were only fighting for their own camps, and there was no right or wrong. Moreover, during the trial, both sides could not avoid intrigue and deception, and no side was a pure and flawless representative of justice.

Allen's strength is naturally superior and worthy of respect. If he can continue to grow, he should become a well-known name in the Love Continent one day. If he can be defeated without taking his life, it will naturally be a better outcome. But just now, the two sides fought to the death, and the battle was brutal. Everyone was fighting almost instinctively. If Allen was the winner in the end, would he spare his and Jacques' lives?

"I still feel that this feeling is unreal..." Jacques raised his hand and looked at the ice cone that was still smoking.

"Haha, kid, you still don't have enough practical experience. How could you not know whether you have killed your opponent or not?" said Gandalf.

Jacques also had experience in killing people. The first person he killed was Sharp, a priest of the Temple of the Goddess who had been forcing him in the ruins of Marsala.

Jacques still clearly remembered that when he used the water ball technique to burst Sharp's stomach, in addition to feeling a strong shock in his heart, at the moment when the other person's life was wiped out, it seemed that some kind of spiritual power was released faintly. Recalling the explosion of the skyfire just now, he witnessed Allen's figure being engulfed by the flames, but he did not feel the discomfort of wiping out a life.

Alan seemed to have simply disappeared.

"Woo, woo, woo", the sound of the wind was getting louder and louder, like the roar of a ferocious beast. The blizzard around them seemed to be even more violent than before, whistling towards Jacques and Fei'er, making the already cold weather even more biting.

The scorched earth that had just been burned by the skyfire was gradually covered. Snow flakes fluttered down, as if covering the land with a layer of white quilt. Although the ground was still somewhat warm, the snowflakes were piling up quickly, as if to cover everything. Soon, the scorched earth almost completely disappeared under the white snow, leaving only some weak heat coming out of the snow.

Seeing Jacques's empty expression, Fei'er asked, "Jacques, do you think Alan just avoided the skyfire?"

Jacques nodded.

"...It's not impossible." Fei'er also nodded in agreement: "And if his special skills are hidden in this snowstorm, it will be almost impossible for us to sense them."

What she was most worried about was that Alan faked his death and lurked nearby, waiting for them to obtain the original water before launching a surprise attack. After all, the trial had reached its final stage, and the other party was very likely to make a desperate attempt, and she didn't want to fail.

"...I really can't confirm whether he is dead or not. I just vaguely feel that this person seems to have completely disappeared." Jacques shook his head helplessly.

"If he is dead, we must find his body. If he is not dead, we must find him and subdue him. Let's buy time and act separately." Fei'er said.

"The little girl is right. Since our senses have failed, let's go and look for evidence." Gandalf agreed.