The blue fireball was thrown out by him.

The huge, blue Phantom Fireball followed Dalton with a trace of arc.

It seems like a tracking missile.

A powerful magician can use his mental power to make a certain degree of ballistic correction to the magic he takes action.

Dalton is a very common traditional wizard with an average physical fitness. At the speed of flying magic being forbidden, his movement speed is not worth mentioning at all.

Only five or six meters later, the fireball had already chased him two meters behind him.

Dalton already felt his back as if he was being roasted by magma.

The terrifying demonic power was like a mountain crushing from behind.

The fear brought by death made Dalton's face twist.

"Fire barrier, magic barrier, frost barrier, arcane shield! Strong body, continuous healing techniques!"

Dalton's potential was fully realized at this moment. He was pulling up the defensive magic he could use, no matter what it was.

Just want a glimmer of hope.

But this is just a waste of effort.

The huge blue fireball hit Dalton's back at an extremely fast speed.

The blue magic shield shattered in the first moment, and then the ice shield and the flame barrier were all hit by giant fireballs, which were even more fragile than thin glass pieces.

And the blue fireball exploded.

It was still like a mortar exploded in his ears, and then there was a violent white flash.

Finally, there was a wave of flames, which crushed all directions like a tsunami.

Except for Queen Andonara who barely stood firm, everyone else was blown away by the waves.

Including Roland himself.

A circular pit with a diameter of thirty meters and a magma creep appears on the ground.
Chapter completed!