Chapter 1120: Bastard
Aside from the Burning Tower and Shadow Tower, who suffered the heaviest losses, the only ones left were members of the Odin Kingdom's royal family—the prince's two bodyguards had been reduced to shriveled corpses...
The mages of Dunespire Tower reacted the fastest. The instant disaster struck, the ground beneath their feet turned to sand, swallowing them whole and helping them evade the attack of that mindless monster...
The only ones completely unaffected were the four factions from the Andalusia Kingdom...
Leon had sensed trouble brewing long ago and positioned himself at the very rear. Joey and Heron followed close by his side, while the Sky Rank Sword Saint naturally joined the main force of Andalusia.
Within seconds, a raging fire erupted in the Burning Tower's temporary camp. Chaotic elemental magic twisted into a brutal storm, and the blood-red monster chased the fleeing crowd—every second, someone was injured, or worse, killed...
In less than ten seconds, thirteen mages had already fallen—six from the Burning Tower, three from the Shadow Tower.
Witnessing this carnage, Dida La—who had believed the Final Transcendental Transformation was complete—felt his eyes redden, almost to the point of bleeding...
"Damn bastards, don't run! Fight back! Fight back!"
Roaring, Dida La shot into the air. The Burning Soul Robe he wore—a unique magical robe that embodies the essence of burning flames and greatly enhances the wearer's magical power—instantly burst into orange flames. A fire dragon soul surged out from the robe, merging with Dida La.