Echoes of the Past

The monster's magical attacks were bizarre and powerful. It could manipulate shadows, summon corrosive black rain, and even briefly distort the surrounding space.

Saruman had no choice but to draw upon every scrap of magical knowledge he possessed.

"Wall of Light! Holy Protection! Exilio in Vacuum!"

Powerful spells collided one after another within the corridor, and the resulting energy waves made the entire space tremble. Relying on a warrior's instincts and formidable physical strength, Karg engaged the monster in close combat. Every swing of his battle axe carried the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, yet the monster always managed to block the strikes with its tentacles at the last moment.

In a battle of this level, a warrior truly could only serve in a supporting role.

"Stay! Stay! Stay! Learn true knowledge!"

The monster—or rather, Alanir, the former Star Whisperer—slowly raised its wand. Its movements were elegant and precise, utterly unlike the mad, disorderly motions of other monsters. The path traced by its wand left silver afterimages in the air, and a complex magic circle instantly formed before it.

Countless starlights burst from the magic circle.

Each mote of starlight transformed into a deadly energy arrow, raining down upon the two of them like a storm.

These arrows did not fly in straight lines. Instead, they carved bizarre trajectories through the air, as if controlled by an invisible gravitational field.

"Watch out!"

Saruman shouted, "It's stellar magic!"

He was warning his only teammate who could still fight.

Karg immediately treated the threat as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

Saruman also provided support and protection at once.

"Mirror Reflection! Starlight Barrier! Void Devouring!"

Multiple casting.

This was an exceptionally advanced spellcasting technique.

Yet the young Saruman had mastered it already. As had been said before, he was,