In the fiery light of the explosion, a red-hot chunk of iron walked out, which was quite terrifying, especially since this chunk of iron was radiating an aura of lethality. Its elbows and wrists were edged with a red hue from the fire, and the armor seemed to breathe, emitting white smoke from every seam. The firelight that touched the white smoke instantly went out, and a layer of frost formed on it.
The person who had just thrown the talisman turned to flee, but as he was passing through the wall, a hand directly penetrated the wall, firmly grabbed his neck, and dragged him back into the courtyard through the wall. He tried to cast a spell, but the next second he was struck heavily on the face. He felt his teeth shatter, and before the pain could even set in, darkness overtook him, and he passed out.
