The explosion of light erupted across the arena. The wizard serving as referee snapped his fingers, and a Protection School spell enveloped the area, confining the entire explosion of light within the arena without diminishing its power in the slightest.
Antoine and Locke burst out of the explosion of light. They quickly retreated and stood at opposite ends of the arena.
The outermost magic robe on Antoine's body was already damaged, revealing an expensive robe woven from Titan Gold Thread underneath. Its material alone showed that it had been crafted by a master. It was not the work of the magical weavers from Boniface University,
but a masterpiece from the magical weavers of the most renowned workshops in the Land of Three Marshes.
It was because of this magic robe that Antoine had emerged unscathed from the explosion of light. However, the outer robe he used as his wizard's robe had already sustained severe damage.
Although Antoine had been caught in several attacks before, such as when he faced Witch Preston and suffered several lethal attacks, he had used Substitute Wizard Porcelain to transfer the damage at the time. Substitute Wizard Porcelain took a long time to make and was extremely expensive, so he had not replenished his supply yet.
He had also used some of his trump cards in that battle.
Now, this was the first time Antoine had appeared so disheveled during the Magic Combat Tournament.
A trace of impatience appeared in Antoine's eyes.
At this moment, the Creation Chains around his body were forcibly manifested because they were no longer concealed by prophetic magic.
Those chains covered the entire arena.
It was precisely because of the chains that he could completely control the entire battlefield.
Antoine sneered. "Everything in this world should belong to me. All things