CHAPTER 721
The two men dashed toward opposite flanks of Grey, intent on unleashing devastation as the mage stood calmly, observing them close the distance with unwavering confidence.
Swiftly, Frowny shifted, driving a Ki sword thrust toward the warrior mage's side at full velocity, while the robed man assaulted from the other direction with a crackling lightning blast meant to erase the warrior mage entirely.
"Pathetic."
Grey scoffed softly, and in the very next instant, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to distort as the mage vanished from sight.
Frowny's blade pierced nothing but empty space, while the lightning beam detonated midair with a deafening boom, sending violent shockwaves rippling across the mountain peak.
The Supreme Magus reappeared several metres behind the duo, arms relaxed, no counterattack made, a faint smirk tugging at his lips as he regarded them.
