Clatter clatter! Clatter clatter——!
This is the sound of the sword blade locked in a stalemate with the nearly transparent barrier in front of this Red-robed Mage!
But Qianxiu, enduring the damage from the traps, could only grit his teeth and hold on. Yet the Red-robed Mage appeared exceptionally relaxed, showing not a hint of the previous panic!
"Strange, isn't it? Did you think I couldn't guess you'd use this approach of trading injury for injury?" the Red-robed Mage sneered, "I'm just toying with you, idiot! How does the Blazing Sky Shield feel? Doubles your defenses, plus 600 HP for the shield itself. Before level forty-five, don't even think about breaking my defenses, let alone taking down those 600 HP, you lousy Knight!"
Qianxiu was struck hard by the ensuing attack, sent flying.
"By the way, no fear in telling you now," the Red-robed Mage looked arrogantly at the suffering Qianxiu on the ground, "this shield, I snatched it off someone else... naturally, someone like us!"
