This apprentice was extremely wary. He had also realized that once the two sides drew close enough, the glowing dot on the token could no longer reveal the enemy's exact location.
The apprentice carefully felt his way forward, spreading out his mental power.
From the Surveillance Mark Charles had placed on the rat, he could tell that this apprentice was no longer young.
He looked to be at least thirty or forty.
Among wizard apprentices, age naturally did not represent strength.
But living longer at least meant learning more and saving more money, which also meant he had plenty of equipment on him.
Though Charles prided himself on his extensive combat experience, he would not let his guard down.
He carefully concealed his aura, hid behind a tree, did not spread his mental power, and even used the zero-ring spell Refraction Camouflage to hide himself.
On the other side, the Mezzoloth Charles had summoned began exposing its trail according to the plan.
It approached the wizard apprentice from afar, with over two hundred meters between them.
The exposed trail was instantly noticed by the wizard apprentice.
The Mezzoloth made no effort to hide itself. Carrying its trident, it charged straight at the apprentice.
The commotion was tremendous. The wizard apprentice's expression changed, and he immediately responded.
His mental power locked directly onto the Mezzoloth. The moment he did, his expression turned even worse.
Because what had come was not a wizard, but a summoned demon.
Where was the wizard apprentice who had summoned it?
The wizard apprentice thought this, but his hands did not stop moving.
He directly swung the wand in his hand, firing a wizard missile toward the Mezzoloth.
The spell solidified within the wand allowed him to react with the greatest speed.
At the same time, the