For so long, Sia Tower had grown used to treating the bright moon beside the White Tower as its light source, and had long forgotten what true night looked like.
They truly had not experienced this sort of moon-high, star-sparse killing night in a very long time.
Even Delifus, the Ninth-Circle Archmage who had matters on his mind and several layers of protection draped over him, was caught somewhat off guard... They had never expected Gilbert, who had silently endured their attacks all this time, to strike back at this moment.
Moreover, this attack was clearly not meant to keep them from leaving. It was purely to vent his anger.
Although the central control mechanisms directing these puppet birds had clearly absorbed part of the golden flames' energy, the flames they converted lacked that terrifying ability to spread and their unavoidable nature.
Take Oro Cardenas, who had only been hit once. Even though the protections on his body had inexplicably vanished for some reason, as an Eighth-Circle Mage, he should not have been burned to death directly.
He had only managed a single scream.
Those golden flames could clearly attack a person's soul... Before his body was destroyed, Oro Cardenas's soul had obviously been burned away first.
As for that male mage who definitely had something wrong with him... The others were not fools. Delifus's reaction only made them more certain of their judgment... He had crashed head-on into the flames and had even cried out.
No, it seemed that before Delifus turned around, he had already cried out once, then dropped to the ground.
So although this Order Diamond was useless against Gilbert, was it perhaps more effective against certain beings lurking in the shadows?
The sole remaining mage who had figured this out still looked rather bedraggled as