But Angel’s attack was almost comparable to Bloodline Wizards of the same level!
This left Zefara no time to react, and the Man-Eating Vines he had originally planned to summon… The shield broke before they could materialize.
Zefara knew he had miscalculated his strategy. If he had categorized Angel as a Bloodline Wizard, he wouldn’t have been so careless, constructing the Vine Shield and not fleeing, instead, stopping to construct the Man-Eating Vines.
A strategic mistake led to a series of bitter consequences!
Once the defense shield cracked, Zefara immediately reinforced it with several layers of defense spells, while also launching a few counterattacks against Angel. However, both attack and defense were tricks that could be released instantly.
The tricks released by an Official Wizard were incredibly powerful in their own right.
At least, a regular Wizard Apprentice, even a Half-Step Wizard, would likely sustain some damage from them.
But to Zefara’s surprise, Angel showed no intention of resisting, continuing his phantom-like assault on the subsequent defense spells.
Against non-spell technique level defense spells, they could not withstand Angel’s attacks for even a second.
And those attacking tricks, when they hit Angel, left only a few white marks but had no other effect.
In the blink of an eye, a fist carrying immense force appeared before Zefara’s eyes.
Zefara’s reaction time was extremely fast, and he was a decisive person. With a flash of energy, his vine staff suddenly disassembled!
The Bursting Vines, nurtured within the staff, manifested without warning.
The moment the fist fell, the Bursting Vines emitted a strong energy fluctuation, enveloping the sky in a red glow, followed by a thunderous explosion that turned everything blindingly white for a moment.
When the light faded, onlookers looked up to see a torn Space Rift in the sky.
And Angel’s figure had disappeared.
As for Zefara, he was found dozens of meters away, his forehead covered in sweat, staring at the distant Space Rift, his heart still grasped by lingering fear.
“He should be dead, right?” Zefara thought with a trace of luck, not expecting that he would have to use one of his trump cards in the end against a Wizard Apprentice. Fortunately, the result seemed to meet his expectations.
While Zefara was thinking this, a sudden sense of crisis flashed through his mind.
A cold wind struck from behind.
Turning around, he saw an unscathed Angel appearing behind him, revealing a cold smile towards him.
The next second, a black boot kicked directly at his neck.
The tremendous force caused a cracking sound in Zefara’s neck, and the next second he turned into a “meteor,” harshly smashing into the ground.
The place he smashed into was exactly the area filled with dense ash fog.
After a thunderous noise, a surge of death energy spread out, but much of it still entered Zefara’s body.
Angel descended from the sky, appearing expressionless, yet his blood seemed to roar and boil within.
Angel had always speculated that his physical strength might have reached the standard of an Official Wizard, but he had never had the opportunity to test it until now, finding it to be much stronger than he had imagined.
It was a night-and-day difference compared to the past.
When Angel landed, the surrounding Apprentices scattered, realizing that the one who defeated Zefara couldn’t possibly be a Wizard Apprentice, but rather a concealed Official Wizard!
Without any oppressive force to bind them, they fled one after another, no longer concerned with their original target.
Angel, however, did not pay attention to these individuals, instead, continuing to focus his gaze on Zefara.
At the moment, Zefara lay in the midst of the death energy, looking in bad shape. However, as an Official Wizard, it was highly unlikely that he would die so easily.
Previously, the main reason Zefara fell so easily to him was that Zefara didn’t understand the condition of Angel’s body and was caught off guard, resulting in a strategic blunder. If Zefara had time to recover and strategize for another battle with Angel, it would be much harder for Angel to win.
Therefore, Angel planned to take out Zefara while he was still being eroded by the death energy.
However, just as Angel was about to advance, a strange laughter suddenly came from behind him.
Piercing, shrill, it sent shivers down one’s spine.
Angel turned sharply and saw that the one laughing was the little girl who had been chased by the group of Apprentices earlier.
In the instant Angel turned, the little girl’s hand transformed into a large hand full of spikes, stretching instantly, directly lunging for Angel’s heart!