Anvada came to the entrance unwillingly. It dawdled, unwilling to go in.
"Hurry up and go. Otherwise, I can only refine you... I happen to lack an artifact spirit for this fourth-circle Wizard Tool. Although your attribute doesn't match, it's better than not having an artifact spirit... Hehehe." The Black Light Master smiled threateningly.
He waved the thin sword in his hand. This was the best Wizard Tool—Shadow Spike he had on him.
If there was no problem with the Level 4 fire element after entering, he would infiltrate with Shadow spells.
If something bad happened to that guy when he entered, he would be prepared to escape!
Times had changed!
In the end, Anvada stepped into it.
Its voice was loud and clear, emboldening itself.
Boom!
As soon as it entered.
It felt four powerful attacks instantly attack it.
Flames exploded around Anvada, engulfing everything.
