"Coming at me!"
Leonard Churchill sensed the chilling intent to kill from behind him and thought to himself, "I'm in trouble."
This guy now has the God Will's blessing, far beyond a normal Great Mage.
In the blink of an eye, the magic wand in Kole's hand lit up, and with a glimmer in those crow-like eyes, Leonard found his clothes on fire from dozens of meters away!
"Damn it!"
This is like the black line that invaded my body before, a kind of High-level Flame Law.
If it were a physical attack, it could be countered, but this target-locking magic can only be withstood.
Leonard's current abilities are utterly unable to handle this magical erosion.
If it came to a direct confrontation, ten of him wouldn't stand a chance.
Leonard was now engulfed in inextinguishable Black Fire, and not even the miraculous Healing could alleviate this bone-piercing pain.
It felt like he was running with Death chasing right behind, ready to strike him down at any moment.
