"This should, hopefully, do it."
Andrew thought to himself.
At the moment of hitting Humboldt, he felt a slippery sensation.
Vaguely, that strange feeling of "even if it's hit, it can't be killed" seemed to resurface.
In this Flame Realm, he still didn't understand enough.
He could guess that some powerful Fire Magic was at play, but didn't know exactly what it was.
Humboldt was still Humboldt; if it weren't for his rapidly aging body, Andrew knew it would be tough to fight him. The old mage was on a completely different level from Cook, Sally, Pete, and Raymond!
"Never mind...
I don't care what magic you're using to neutralize my attack!"
Andrew couldn't figure out where the "can't kill even if hit" feeling came from, so he simply ignored it.
He firmly believed that as long as he could hit, he could kill.
He pushed his Finger Power to the limit, unleashing the full might of the "Zero-Distance Water Cannon!"
Even if it meant exhausting his Magic Power—
