As a mage, Benjamin knew full well that when fighting warriors, the first principle was to keep his distance and kite them.
He absolutely could not let those ten Purifiers get close.
However, after using so much magic in succession, Benjamin felt his mental strength running dry, waves of stabbing pain pulsing through his head. When he tried to turn and run to widen the distance from his enemies, it already felt a little too late.
There was no helping it—the Purifiers charged far too quickly!
Fortunately, while Benjamin had been blocking the gigantic Holy Light sword, Michelle had not simply stood by and watched.
Accompanied by a long and complicated incantation, Michelle stretched out both hands and aimed them at the ground in front of the Purifiers. In an instant, the ground shifted and abruptly transformed into a stretch of swamp. The Purifiers stepped into it, and their charging speed immediately dropped by more than half.
"Swamp Spell?"
Benjamin had seen an introduction to this spell in Introduction to Magic. It was an intermediate spell that could turn a patch of ground into a muddy marsh. This spell already had a certain degree of difficulty in casting. No wonder Michelle had seemed so inconspicuous just now—she had been preparing this spell all along.
Used in this situation, the spell produced miraculous results. The Purifiers' steps were suddenly dragged down, giving Benjamin room to catch his breath.
He ran backward, widening the distance. At the same time, he controlled the enormous water ball, making it carry the Holy Light as it smashed toward the Purifiers.
The water ball and Holy Light did not pose much of a threat to the Purifiers, but when the vortex shattered and fragments of Holy Light scattered from within, they still caused no small amount