บท 978: Purple Wind Sacred Hall Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The Blue Deacon shoved his palm forward indifferently when he saw the fiery dragon lunging at him. An extremely thick wall of ice materialized in front of him.

The fierce Meteorite Fist dissipated instantly after ramming into the wall of ice. It was nowhere strong enough to penetrate it!

"Silent Deadly Bolt!"

Mo Fan proceeded to cast his Lightning Spell. The black death bolt struck the wall of ice fiercely.

The blurred figure behind the wall suddenly moved away. The death bolt only landed on an afterimage, failing to hit the detestable Blue Deacon.