บท 334: Mighty Fireball

The [Soul Reaping Wind]'s left two large cuts on the mutant's chest. His bloodshot eyes glanced at the wound and then back at Danzel with enormous killing intent.

In the next moment, a light yellow light surrounded the mutant, closing the wounds on its chest.

Danzel who saw that, looked above to see 5 floating masked magic casters, wielding wooden staffs with two circular silver metals in the end.

"Healing magic..." He mumbled as he alternated his gaze towards the furious mutant.

'This guy has created a strength that my-'

Without letting him finish his thoughts, the mutant dashed with tremendous speed toward him.

'Its speed also looks equal to mine if not a bit higher, If that's the case, then...'

"I will have to start with the hard ones."

Concentrating, the mist that he let out seemed to form into 3 balls of death mana around him.