Silence.
Outside the battlefield, there was a deathly silence.
After all, the battle was too brief and too bizarre. The entire fight lasted no more than thirty seconds.
Someone had merely shouted a name, and then, they ignited into flames.
Many of the new blood who had gathered to watch the spectacle, including First-level Wizard Apprentices and even some Second-level Wizard Apprentices, felt a chill run down their spines, and as they sweated profusely, their gazes towards Lucien were filled with exceptional awe.
That was Apollo Cabu! One of those closest to being a Third-level Wizard Apprentice! With the aid of a Witch Tool, he was even capable of vying with most Third-level Wizard Apprentices!
To easily kill Apollo was akin to crushing an ant.
Some Third-level Wizard Apprentices and several powerful Second-level Wizard Apprentices, however, looked at Lucien with a hint of wariness in their eyes.
