Accompanied by a roar that seemed capable of piercing the soul:
"Angel!"
The ground and Eightfold Island shook violently as an unsettling, ghostly green ring burst forth.
Banshee's Wail!
An incredibly handy spell that, once it hit, could instantly kill even Angel.
Lin Zhaojun gripped her staff with both hands. A burst of light exploded from its tip, and her figure dragged that radiance with it as she crashed toward Angelite!
At the same time, a rapid succession of magic missiles fired from beside her.
She was seeking close combat!
She had already realized just how terrifying Angelite's defenses were. If she did not pursue attacks at close range, then killing her with area-of-effect damage alone was simply impossible!
This was a battle, not striking a wooden dummy, not a demonstration of spell damage!
Angelite seemed to let out a mocking snort. Her body suddenly erupted, and a mana storm—like thunder! Like a violent downpour!—crackled and blasted through the entire space.
At that same instant, the remaining moonlight seemed to be stolen away. Eternal Darkness descended, swallowing everything around her and producing a spine-chilling sensation of chewing.
It was a trap. The instant Banshee's Wail was unleashed, Angelite had used that opening to cast this legendary spell as a trap.
As Eternal Darkness faded, the shattered Lin Zhaojun fell to the ground, breaking into fragments of mirror.
Yet at the center of Banshee's Wail, Lin Zhaojun stood with one hand around her staff, her expression grave.
Though she had used an ordinary mirror image to deceive Angelite into wasting a legendary spell, Lin Zhaojun did not feel victory was in the bag. On the contrary... seeing Angelite's utterly unconcerned expression, she only felt as if she were enveloped by a clear lake, seized by a sense of helplessness.
Even the