บท 605: Anxiety and Fear

When the flaming red and aqua-blue leathers depicting countless magic symbols were connected by the formation projected by the gem at the top of Tunin's staff, the arch-sorcerer began to focus all his attention in muttering incantations in a solemn expression.

As his voice constantly changing in loud and low volume, Krole and more than 20 grand sorcerers wearing blue or red robes who had at least seven silver stars embroidered on their chests began to cleverly grasp the rhythm and joined in with the chanting.

In this chanting sound that was getting more and more hurried, the water and fire elements on the solid ground of Gaoden Hill began to accumulate rapidly. Numerous weeds and bushes were not burnt or submerged but there was a fascinating illusion of reddish lava and blue waves on the rooted soils.

What was more peculiar was that the air was slowly filled with the unique sulfur smell of the volcanic zone and the unique salty smell of the beach as well.