章 813: Blaze Shield

Xiuban grinned and tightened his grip on Carnage, his arms seemingly bulging. He didn't even try to dodge as he ruthlessly swept forward.

"Ding, ding, ding…"

Sharp metallic sounds echoed. Those four were merely 2nd Rank Arch-Battlemages and ended up being sent flying like cannonballs before crashing outside the courtyard.

They spat out blood while still flying, and their heavy armor deformed from the blow. They couldn't even stand up after falling to the ground.

Xiuban started counting on his fingers.

"Three seconds, four seconds? It's fine anyways, I didn't run out of time…"

The five Gaugass Battlemages were howling in pain outside the camp. A handful of seconds later, Daryl appeared.

Daryl coldly crossed the dilapidated entrance and glared daggers at Lin Yun.

Lin Yun closed the Book of Mantras, glanced at Daryl, and sneered, "This is quite a coincidence, did you set it up well?"