Chapter 439
Jeroman's grief-stricken howl seemed to pierce straight into everyone's hearts, plunging the entire scene into dead silence.
Everyone stared in utter shock at Edel, whose neck Shien had mercilessly snapped beneath his foot, killing him on the spot. Their hearts trembled.
"He... he actually killed Duke Ryusica's son?"
"That was the Duke's son!"
"How could he dare?"
"My God..."
At that moment, whether commoners or nobles, all were stunned by Shien's utterly unrestrained actions.
He had killed a duke's son—and his only son at that, the family's sole heir. This enmity had become enormous.
"I'll kill you!"
Jeroman let out a hysterical roar and began casting magic at Shien without regard for anything else.
In an instant, countless fire spells bombarded Shien like an inferno bent on destroying everything.
They were no ordinary spells, but a feast of advanced magic.
Unlike the useless Edel, Jeroman was a duke. His ancestors had also been members of the royal family, and though his bloodline had thinned by now, he still possessed a certain degree of the Hero's blood. His level was above seventy.
He was a pure mage who had trained Magic: Fire to level seven, allowing him to use advanced fire magic.
Now, Jeroman had completely lost his mind. With a voice like a roar, he continuously chanted spells and unleashed one advanced fire spell after another at Shien.
In response, Shien made only one move.
"Enchantment: Disperse."
Just as before, Shien remained standing there without moving, activating Enchantment Magic with a brief incantation.
At once, every incoming fire spell was swept up by Shien's magic power. Some scattered into sparks filling the sky, while others exploded on the spot. Not one reached him.
Shien calmly dismantled Jeroman's spells, causing flames to form, sweep out, disperse, and explode continuously