Zzz!
Basil's surroundings were covered in electricity. Although it was negligible, he had to still pay attention to it, lest he would get stunned.
Fire, at this point, had completely engulfed the entire Golden Peak. The golden vegetation was losing their colour; they were turning black because of the fire.
The Dragon was fond of Fire Magic, so anything it did other than producing fire was just a distraction. Just like the electricity in his surroundings, the Dragon also used Wind Magic, Ice Magic, Earth Magic and many others to distract him.
Of course, none of them worked.
"[Diatyor]!"
Thousands of ice stakes the size of a man fell from the sky. All of them were heading towards Basil at an unimaginable speed to a Yellow Core Knight—fast enough to make one lose track of them.
