The power of the Bright Moon level spell shimmered within fragments of laws. Punk's composure stood in stark contrast to Bill's ferocious expression, frozen within Power Pause. But at this point... no matter how complicated poor Blade of Light's feelings were, he could not show them on his face. Paused as he was, he could not even move a single muscle cell.
One had to know that the confinement effect brought by Power Pause was not as simple as pausing someone for one or two seconds. It was an extraordinarily lengthy seal lasting more than ten minutes! Over such a long period, Punk could calmly enjoy a cup of freshly brewed fruit tea, meticulously prepare a Legendary Magic capable of killing his enemy, and finally ensure that the prey trapped in the cage had no chance whatsoever of surviving!
In fact, the battle had already ended the instant Bill leaped out of the shadows. The process that followed was more aptly called butchery than killing an enemy.
"What bad luck, Mr. Kaiton. Generally speaking, ordinary spellcasters do find it difficult to deal with combat professionals who get close to them, especially when this unusual 'combat professional' has even unleashed a 'Legendary killing move' more destructive than a Morningstar Level Spell... I believe most Legends would have a headache dealing with your shadow-igniting blade. The only unfortunate thing is that—I am clearly an exception among your many assassination targets."
Leisurely taking a sip of warm tea and savoring the sweet, fragrant taste of Morris Emerald Fruit flowing over his tongue, Punk, who looked nothing like he was standing on a battlefield, calmly strolled to the side of the "Legendary Ranger statue."
A small pale-yellow gemstone quietly appeared in his hand, while the violent fluctuations of magical power were swiftly condensed and