The Bizarre Wizarding World-Chapter 87 - 81: White Crystal Necklace (Please Subscribe!!)_2
The burst of orange-yellow light undoubtedly came from Wizard Lap, and it still made him shudder. He hadn't approached to examine it, but the mere might of it and the residual waves it sent were telling.
He doubted that any ritual altar could remain intact after such an attack.
Whoosh!
A bright light burst in his peripheral vision.
Colin instinctively looked up; in the same spot in the Thorny District, another blinding light had suddenly erupted.
The dazzling white light spread all around, like the rising sun illuminating everything. He squinted, barely making out a figure in a grey robe hovering midair.
Boom!
The shockwave followed, just as formidable as before.
But Colin was uneasy.
A surprise attack should be lethal with one strike; if the first light had settled the dust, then there was no reason for Wizard Lap to launch another attack so potent.
The situation on the front lines might differ slightly from what he had anticipated, but either way, it seemed they still held the advantage.
He leapt slightly, switching to another branch, and looked toward Wizard Lap.
Crackle, crackle—
The Thorny District.
The grass huts below, under the licking flames, gave off anguished cries.
"Ah!!"
A cultist next to him, tormented by the clinging, troublesome flames, was screaming.
Soon, he was reduced to ashes.
Lap was quietly standing in the air, seeming to search for something.
Around him, under the siege of Red Flame and others, the cultists were emitting desperate screams.
Not far away in an alley, Bishop Arman, his face calm and black wizard robe tattered with traces of scorched flesh, held a blood-colored crystal and was fleeing.
Thump!
A tangible wall of fire suddenly emerged before him!
Bishop Arman, without dodging, bore straight ahead; a blood-colored shield surfaced on his skin, warding off the fire's force.
After passing through the wall of fire, the blood-colored shield was noticeably dimmer.
Seemingly aware that his trail had been locked onto, he simply took to the air, floating midair and swiftly flying forward!
Wizard Lap's expression was cold as he waved his magic wand.
A pale-blue fireball, the size of a human head, shot straight toward Arman!
Bishop Arman timed it perfectly, preparing to pause slightly to dodge the fireball.
But before he could move, the pale-blue fireball exploded one meter away from him, expanding and diffusing into an oval sphere that enveloped him!
Hiss!
The blood shield made contact and emitted a tangible sizzling sound.
Arman's forward motion paused slightly, a flash of fear crossing his face.
"Bishop, sir!"
Just then, a dark figure suddenly burst from below, plunging into the blue flame sphere, and with all his might, pushed Arman out!
"Ah!!" After doing this, the figure instantly turned into a ball of flames, emitting a piercing scream!
"Bo Wen cultist…" Arman muttered.
He should have taken this chance to flee.
But he sighed lightly, turned around, and stayed put, confronting Lap not far away.
But Lap gave him no chance to catch his breath! Endless flames surged toward him!
Seeing this, Arman also dismissed any thought of wasting time with words.
He and Lap were like fire and water, with nothing good to talk about.
Besides, in battle, opportunities were fleeting, and attention was scarce; there was no time for talk.
He dodged Lap's attacks while observing him.
Lap stood quietly in the air, wearing a plain grey robe, his expression calm.
But his attacks fell like torrential rain, fiercely efficient, leaving no room for survival!
Arman had to admit... he had underestimated this aged wizard.
"La—p!" His lips quivered; initially a murmur, but the tail of his word seemed to tear through his throat!
Immediately after, he stopped in his tracks and roared fiercely, "Foolish lamb!"
At the same time, he fiercely crushed the blood-colored crystal in his hand.
Crack!
Lap raised an eyebrow, and a massive orange-yellow light shot forth!
The blinding light burst forth!
Boom!!
…
"Ah!"
At a certain intersection, a mango tree silently shot out a cone bullet the size of a knuckle.
Splurt!!
The rushing Chiwen Gang Basic Level Wizard burst apart like a ripped bag, his blood and entrails scattering on the ground, steaming in the slightly cool night.
Colin carefully observed behind him for a moment, seeing no one; then, he turned his head back toward the distance.
'This is the third time he's used such a powerful attack...' he watched the distant flames, feeling the impact waves, and muttered to himself.
Whoosh!
Just then, a black light orb shot toward his position in the mango tree.
Colin's expression unchanged, he slightly bent his legs and leaped to the side, easily dodging it.
At the same time, he also raised his hand and fired a hollow cone bullet.
Splurt!
"Ah!"
Before he even landed, a scream came from the shadows in the distance.
And it was at this moment that the black light orb hit the mango tree, emitting a corroding sizzling sound.
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Amid this sizzling sound, the scream from the shadows gradually weakened and disappeared.
After advancing to Advanced Apprentice, thanks to the boost from his level and the fact that his Swift Skill had broken limits once, coupled with the extraordinary responses brought by being an Ultimate Knight... attacks of such slow speed could never hit him!
Colin waited until the black orb on the mango tree dissipated, then leaped back onto the treetops. He carefully surveyed the street intersection in front of him.
