The squad that Night Blades dispatched into the secret realm consisted of more than thirty members, almost all of whom were mages.
Brilliant and dazzling colors exploded in the air.
Countless magical spells hurtled towards Irving in a concentrated assault.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats, especially James and the twelve players on him, who were the closest.
All of these people charged towards Irving recklessly.
"Irving, get out of the way!" James shouted with all his might.
However, it was already too late.
"I have to admit you're very talented, but unfortunately..." A trace of regret flashed in Vite's cold eyes. "Since you refuse to join Night Blades, I absolutely cannot let you live!"
Before the attack in the park, Irving had already demonstrated strength beyond the vast majority of players. At that time, the Other World Game had just started for a few days, and he was already able to cast[Fireball].
