The mutation of his physical body had fed his mental power with the strength of Great Black Heaven, causing it to surge tenfold. He felt stronger than ever before.
With a casual wave, a staff appeared in his hand. The various pieces of equipment on his body activated, releasing endless black mist that wrapped around him. His mental power spread beyond the heavens as streams of black power continuously gathered onto him, expanding across a radius of more than ten kilometers in an instant.
At the same time, waves of power within the barrier gathered toward him as well.
The people inside apparently saw how powerful their opponent was and had no choice but to contribute some of their own strength.
Dole merely glanced at them, then sensed the magic array beneath his feet and snorted coldly. They were overestimating themselves.
They could not defeat him with their physical bodies, yet they thought wizardry would do the trick? Had they not seen him stand his ground against the power of Great Black Heaven just now?
No matter how formidable they were, he would annihilate them with a single bolt of lightning.
Dole's expression grew slightly solemn. At present, most of his power was occupied with adjusting the magic array within the Duling Bone Tower. The power he could spare was enough to cast the Thunder Summoning Spell only once.
He looked at his opponent, sighed, and said, "We are both human. Why sell your life for some thing you do not even know?"
The second man flew into a rage. "You dare insult my god!" The power around him churned without cease, seemingly taking the form of some sort of staff as it gradually grew stronger.
Dole grew serious. Looking at that strange thing, he realized that this staff-like wizardry