Luo Yan had no expectation for these foolish things to be of any use in a head-on fight; not causing trouble for him would already be a blessing.
The magic power of his opponent was clearly superior, each move filled with an overwhelming sense of oppression, yet their spellcasting speed was surprisingly inferior to his own.
He didn't believe this was a matter of proficiency, but rather it seemed they had sustained no small injury in the previous barrage, preventing them from unleashing their full capabilities.
Silver peak?
Or perhaps Gold level!
Watching the dissipating blood-red barrier, Luo Yan dared not be the slightest bit careless. While preparing his next round of spells with his magic wand in hand, he also readied the Gold level magic ring in his fingers, ready to respond to any sudden charge forth for a close-combat duel with the enemy.
If it was a vampire, such a possibility existed.
