Chapter 216: Chapter 119: Shatter and Reshape, Stepping through the Legend’s Preface, I Lost. _3
“Life is rapidly draining away… I need to hurry up…”
Ronan quietly looked up, his pure white eyes locking onto Clents not far away.
Under his superior visual perception, he clearly captured the montary tremble in Clents’s body beneath the Magic Robe as their gazes t.
Ronan silently smiled.
It was simply amusing to see the previously composed and haughty Clents show such a reaction.
But to Clents and the others watching, his smile, with the corners of his lips stretched to his ears revealing two rows of densely packed, pale, Sharp teeth, was unspeakably eerie and terrifying.
Was it a signal of the Ancient Giant Demon embarking on its Hunting?
Many hearts trembled violently.
“Swish—”
The sound of sothing being torn apart at high speed suddenly rang out.
Everyone’s eyes widened as they looked skyward, only to see that terrifying and ferocious figure in their field of vision gradually fade, quietly shattering like a reflection on water.
It was just an afterimage!
“Bang!”
At the sa ti, a loud booming noise erupted from another direction, accompanied by muffled groans.
Countless gazes shifted in unison, only to see that Clents, who had not retreated a step since the battle began, was now retreating backward as fast as lightning.
His voice urgently chanting one Magic Spell syllable after another, continuously summoning one Second-tier Magic after another.
Yet, as these Spells neared completion, just as a trace of energy fluctuation began to spread, before the Spells could fully take shape, they were brutally penetrated and burst apart by an imnsely thick and fierce arm.
A monstrous and terrifying figure closely followed Clents’s retreating steps, the Spells that Clents summoned crumbling under its grasp like thin paper, easily torn apart one after another.
Long white hair fluttered behind the figure like banners in the wind, countless lightning sparks leaped and coursed through the strands; the energy turbulence and residual might released from the exploding Spells hit the imposing figure, emitting a series of crisp popping sounds…
Clents’s speed of retreat grew faster, his chanting accelerated, but his complexion turned paler and more unsightly…
The distance between him and the formidable Giant Demon kept closing, as if a thick, dense shadow was sweeping over him, crazily engulfing him, and none of his myriad thods caused the slightest ripple.
Only…
A suffocating pressure, each wave stronger than the last, was about to drown him!
Finally.
“Bang!”
A blinding light burst forth from Clents, causing the Magic Ring Wizards watching below to squint their eyes instinctively.
When the light dissipated, their expressions froze—
Clents had stopped moving, calmly floating in mid-air, his spiritual power as a Late Level 2 Stage Wizard radiating incomparably, like the invisible light of three overlapping Suns.
However.
These three Suns…
Were now being tightly clenched in soone’s single hand, no matter how fiercely burning the light… it could only escape between the person’s fingers.
Clents stood in place without expression.
But from his slightly tense body and the sweat slowly trickling from his forehead and temples, it was apparent his mood was far from the calm his exterior suggested.
Clents’s bright eyes, like lapis lazuli, reflected a huge hand with protruding joints and sharp, knife-like fingertips—the size of his own head.
Now, this enormous hand hovered just before his neck and face.
Countless lightning-shaped bright lights surged and danced between the fingers of the hand, emitting a terrifying aura from inches away.
With just a little force…
Clents’s head would burst open like a waterlon.
“I’ve lost.”
Clents took a deep breath and spoke softly.
The brilliance in his eyes quickly dimd, and his head slowly bowed.
The white-haired Giant Demon that lood before him like a dense shadow rely smiled.
Then, shaking its head, the figure slowly retreated.
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