Ang hovered in midair, his gaze fixed on the Imp before him as he rapidly weighed the situation. These creatures were agile fliers. Their attacks were not particularly powerful, but their numbers were overwhelming, and his magic shield was gradually weakening under the continuous barrage of fireballs. The scorching aura within those fireballs also seemed to carry some corrosive force, causing the shield's energy to drain far faster than expected.
"I originally estimated that it could withstand a hundred attacks, but now it'll probably only last sixty or seventy. I have to end this quickly!" Ang frowned deeply, his expression darkening. He decisively stowed his hardwood bow in his Magic Waist Pouch and gathered a dazzling ball of light between his hands instead.
With a flash, the Light Bullet shot through the air. The Imp swiftly beat its wings and performed an agile roll, evading the attack. However, the aura of light still brushed against its body, raising a cloud of smoke and making it visibly uneasy. Ang clearly saw the lingering fear on its face. Light Magic evidently had an extremely suppressive effect on it.
Yet the threat of light seemed to enrage it as well. The Imp cast aside its fear and revealed a fiercer expression. With a piercing shriek, it lunged at Ang, hurling fireballs from its hands almost without pause.
Ang clenched his teeth and fired Light Bullets one after another, trying to force the Imp back. However, the enraged Imp was even faster, precisely dodging every Light Bullet. Under its relentless advance, the distance between them rapidly shrank to less than ten meters.
"Looks like I can only take a risk!" Determination flashed in Ang's eyes. He drew a deep breath, swiftly dismissed his magic shield, and leaped off the broom, charging directly at the