Facing Solam's heavy hammer, Magellan did not choose to take it head-on. Instead, he blurred, leaving behind an afterimage as he pulled away from Solam. He was not Huo Keduo; he did not possess such formidable physique and resistance. If he truly took one of Solam's heavy blows, he would probably be half dead.
But dodging Solam's heavy strike did not mean Magellan's troubles had lessened. The instant he pulled away, Digla's Spear followed after him again like a festering parasite clinging to bone!
Magellan had no choice but to dodge the spear once more in a miserable state. He discovered that this strange spear was naturally suited to counter him. No matter how he evaded or used illusions, the spear remained steadfastly locked onto him. Every evasive measure was utterly useless before it!
"Huo Keduo!!!!" After exchanging several moves, Magellan understood. Solam countered him far too severely! And that strange spear was even more troublesome. No matter how he dodged or blocked, he could do nothing against a single spear.
Even stranger, the spear seemed to possess a will of its own, coordinating perfectly with Solam. Often, the moment Solam's attack passed, the spear would appear at exactly the right time. This was completely unfair!
It was practically two against one!
With Magellan's original strength, let alone two against one, he would not have feared even ten opponents. But neither Solam nor that spear was affected by his illusions. With his illusions rendered useless and his divine spells restricted by the mythal, Magellan's strength had fallen by at least sixty percent. He could only rely on his own agility to contend with Solam. What drove Magellan even more to despair was that his close-range attacks were completely useless against Solam.
More than once, he had driven the dagger in