Twisting Power Tears Through the Permanent Defensive Stance

As that voice sounded in Leo's ear, the battle began to change.

The steel around Brock and the trees around Tuo Li began to crack.

Then, in a clash of spells, the steel crumbled to dust, while the trees blackened and turned to ash.

Leo narrowed his eyes, unsure whether this was an opportunity.

Eagerness flickered in his gaze.

At that moment, a voice seemed to urge him on inside his head.

This is a chance. A perfect chance to kill them!

A Formal Wizard's only real advantage is the Permanent Defensive Stance. Break through it, and they're no different from ordinary Wizard Apprentices.

Use your strongest move now, and you can kill them easily.

Don't hesitate. Act now, or you'll miss your chance.

Brock's voice rang out.

"Leo, what are you waiting for? This is the best time to strike."

Leo shaped the Arcane Hand into a longsword. As it slowly descended, he caught it in his grip.

The veins stood out on both his hands.

"That's right, Leo. Just like that. Strike now, and you can easily kill Tuo Li and me."

"Strike now, and you'll live."

"Do it, Leo!"

A flash of crimson crossed Leo's eyes.

But the next instant, he dispelled the Arcane Hand and clicked his tongue.

That's a spell affecting my emotions.

Who cast it on me...?

His excitement rapidly faded, and Leo regained his composure.

He was certain someone had cast a spell to influence his emotions.

Judging by its effects, the caster was probably either Brock or Tuo Li.

It was not a Combination Spell, yet whoever had cast it was clearly far stronger than Leo. Otherwise, it could not have taken effect without his noticing.

Rayne and the others had no reason to use such a method to spur him on.