Beneath the chaotic sky, the force field where flames and shadows intertwined was brutally torn apart by a domineering golden radiance.
Wave after wave of invisible golden ripples surged outward like a tsunami.
Sharp as blades, the ripples sliced through layer upon layer of blockade with overwhelming force, making the entire space seem distorted and illusory, on the verge of shattering.
Kubo and Lumian could no longer maintain the composure expected of high-ranking wizards. Both wore expressions of undisguised shock and disbelief.
"When did he advance to the Fourth Circle?!"
"No! There are no elemental traits in that mental force. He's still Third Circle!"
"But how could a mere Third-Ring Wizard unleash such vast and terrifying Mental Force Field?!"
Dago stood silently at the very center of the countless golden ripples.
His originally black robe had been completely dyed a dazzling gold by the surging radiance of his own mental force.
He seemed to be clad in an invincible suit of armor forged from pure divine light, resplendent and majestic.
This was the first time since his long silence that he had released all his mental power without restraint!
Even when fighting above his rank, the soul of a Third Circle could still carve out a peerless edge beneath the heavens that struck fear into all who saw it!
The color of his eyes was unusual, impossible to identify.
They resembled a deep, cold pool containing boundless tranquility.
Yet upon closer inspection, they seemed to conceal a bottomless vortex capable of devouring everything and grinding an enemy's soul to pieces.
Deep within his Mental Space, eleven Soul Crystals shone like stars!
They were arranged in an ancient, indescribable formation, revolving at high speed around a void center.
After successfully condensing the eleventh Soul Crystal, Dago's mental force had already completely