บท 1308: Tables Turn

Abel kept flashing away to dodge the attacks, but suddenly Korlic waved his hand, and a cloud of curse appeared above him.

It was a huge one. The entire mountain peak was covered, so there was nowhere Abel could turn.

As the red cursed rain poured down, Abel sensed his defense dropped tremendously.

Abel's face sank. He knew he could not counteract Talic's fire enchantment. Yet, now with his defense low, he might even counteract the Korlic's ghostly attack.

Without his summons, it was a huge hassle, and those ancients worked together perfectly.

What else did they have up their sleeves? Abel couldn't tell, but his brain was already starting to hurt.

His spells couldn't do much to them, and they clearly mastered the most powerful elemental resistance of hell.

All he could do now was to slowly wear them down with spells. He didn't want to get close to them. Just a single strike would take his life.