Rashid Tariel's First-Ring Permanent Defense Field

Incinerator Andy ran through the institute's corridors, glancing down at the floor as he did.

He swung the Wizard Sword in his hand, instantly triggering all the magical traps he had previously set on the floor.

The magical traps sketched lines of text across the institute's floor, resembling streams of flowing magma.

Incinerator's Ritual Inscription!

Pillars of fiery magma appeared throughout the institute's corridors, surrounding Rashid Tariel as he pursued Andy.

Andy looked at Rashid Tariel, who was chasing him, cold sweat continuously trickling down his forehead. The ominous Magic Pressure radiating from Rashid Tariel constantly battered his mind, urging him to abandon resistance, let himself be slaughtered, and surrender.

"Did it work? Did I hurt him?" Andy turned his head to look behind him. The Flame Magic Eye in his left eye twisted incessantly, observing Rashid Tariel, who was covered by the flood of flames.

As the captain of a combat squad and an Incinerator, even when facing a Formal Wizard or an Advanced Curse Wizard, he still tried to set traps and concentrate all his magical power into creating a spell attack as close as possible to First-Ring Magic.

Amid the countless pillars of high-temperature flame, the center of one pillar suddenly began turning into filthy purple-black flames.

Those purple-black flames, filled with the stench of decay, continuously expanded. They were actually seizing the magical energy produced by Captain Andy's Incinerator's Ritual Inscription.

Captain Andy's pupils contracted slightly. "Using Curse Magic to seize the magical power of my spell—is that even possible? He isn't an ordinary Advanced Curse Wizard!"

Within the pillars of purple-black flame, Rashid Tariel gathered all the corrupt flames and transformed them into a purple Venomflame Dragon behind him. Rashid Tariel himself walked down the corridor, while the eye on his forehead, resembling an observation