Chant after chant, gesture after gesture, spells cast one after the other...
Lin Yun felt the mana in his body pouring out like a waterfall. He shuddered slightly when the mana within the Elemental Amber Ring was exhausted, and then began extracting the mana from within the Spiritual Magic Staff. The flow of time seemed to become hazy with so much happening. Lin Yun himself didn't know how many spells he'd cast.
A blood-curdling scream finally cried out in front of him.
After receiving a direct hit from a Flame Spear, the Spirit Warrior at the front finally collapsed. It immediately turned into a white light and disappeared from the Dark Arena.
"First one!" Only one Spirit Warrior died, yet this was the dawn of victory for Lin Yun.
The mana stored within the Spiritual Magic Staff started frantically pouring into Lin Yun's body. The incantations that had paused for a moment resounded once again in the Dark Arena.
