"Another bug."
Korklau's gaze swept over Dago, lingering briefly on the dense gray clouds swirling around him.
But only briefly.
That was the scrutiny of a high-ranking predator toward its prey, carrying a casual arrogance and indifference.
He had defeated more than one genius stronger than Dago, with more glorious records. Their bones now served as part of his collection, wailing within the sea of bones behind him.
"You're so weak that I can barely be bothered to swat you to death."
Korklau yawned and looked lazily at Dago, miserable green phosphorescent flames dancing at his fingertips.
He said blandly, "But I'm quite interested in the method you used to save that little bug just now. Was it an application involving spatial laws? Or some secret technique for highly explosive bodily activation?"
"If you're willing to hand it over as an offering to please me..."
"Perhaps, if I'm in a good mood, I might even give you a seat."
This was charity, and also humiliation.
"Is that so?"
Dago answered casually, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings as though calculating every inch of data on the battlefield.
By now, the colorful light curtain around the Fairy Ancient City had completely contracted to the vicinity of the central stone pillars. The air was filled with the scorched smell of elemental overload.
Of the thirty-two stone pillars, twenty-six had been lit.
Elemental radiance intertwined above the pillars, illuminating faces filled with fervor or despair.
Battles were taking place everywhere. The struggle had clearly entered its final, feverish stage, and every second, someone fell from the clouds into the dust.
The four unlit pillars Korklau had forcibly claimed were like four monuments awaiting conquest.
Like the last scraps of fat, they drew in numerous remaining wizard geniuses, greed and fear intertwined in their