章 153: A variant of the nine-ring arcane fireball

High up in the sky, garen looked down and saw that the outcome had already been decided. He felt that the war was about to end.

He wasn't the only one. The high-ranking mages of the Golden Alliance had the same thought.

As mages who pursued the truth, no one wanted to die in a meaningless war that was bound to lose.

However, what happened next made all the high-level combatants present change their expressions.

The highest-level spell caster on Tinmo's side, eight-ring evocation school of sorcerer Kevin's expression did not change in the slightest when he heard Isaiah's serious words. His eyes seemed to have no focus, and they were different from those of the spell casters who were full of wisdom.

He looked up at Isaiah, and his lifeless eyes made Isaiah frown.

Immediately, Kevin extended his right hand.

With a flash of light, an ancient Yellow Magic scroll appeared in his hand.