Delson wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, but before he could say anything, he suddenly felt berserk mana spread through the 11th floor of the magic tower.
His heart sank and he panicked. He tried to say something, but no sound came out of his throat.
The Doom Staff in Lin Yun's hand burst out with a brilliant radiance and a hot aura spread everywhere. At the same time, a dozen Flame Bursts landed on Solan out of nowhere.
It was followed by a mournful scream.
Solan was instantly sent flying, and he crashed heavily against the white wall. Delson watched as the 5th Rank Archmage was suddenly attacked by the young High Mage without being able to react. His mage robe had long since been burnt to a crisp, and a large part of his chest had been lacerated by the Flame Bursts. And countless drops of blood flowed out of his wounds. Those wounds were incomparably sinister, and if anyone weaker than Solan had taken these hits, they would have already died.
