At Thor's incantation, an inch-long Ice Crystal quickly formed at the tip of his Magic Wand.
Its pointed tip was as sharp as an awl, and it radiated waves of cold. With a whoosh, it shot toward Luoji's unsuspecting head.
"Ah!!!!"
The icy spike pierced right through Luoji's head, leaving a bloody hole that was instantly frozen over.
Two shrieks rang out from Luoji.
One was short, cut off abruptly.
The other was shrill, like an echo that went on and on.
"Strike Undead!"
Thor immediately cast another spell.
With his current 13 joules of Magic Power, casting Tier 0 Wizardry was effortless.
The shrill scream turned into white smoke amid the spell's black light.
The enemy was dealt with.
Thor didn't pause. He glanced at the dagger still clutched in Luoji's hand, then grabbed Luoji's hand and used the poisoned dagger to stab an inconspicuous spot beneath Luoji's corpse.
The dagger was covered in blood, which quickly turned black.
Thor covered the wound on Luoji's body, moved Luoji's hand aside, and left the dagger smeared with black blood in plain sight.
Now all he had to do was wait for the one who'd swoop in at the last moment.
Duke stood with his back against the wall.
He felt his legs trembling. If he didn't lean against the wall, he'd soon slide to the floor.
"Luoji's already gone in. They must be fighting now, right?"
He turned his head to look down the second-floor corridor of the East Tower.
Beyond the motionless burly man, the door nearest the Ramp stood half open. Clanging noises came from inside; the fight sounded fierce.
Duke looked down at the stone in his palm—the Explosive Firestone Sid had given him.
It was useful for dealing with Apprentices who had no protective spells.