A chill ran down Sinem's spine at the sight. He had never imagined that Green, a junior who had only just reached Early Legendary, could do so much with a few low-level necromantic spells. That enhanced Corpse Explosion was especially terrifying. The poisonous smoke was vicious enough to dissolve flesh and bone; Sinem doubted even he could survive a brush with it. What he did not know was that Green had refined the smoke from a Dragon Lich's venomous breath and concentrated it tenfold. A single drop was enough to kill a High-Level Legendary Transcendent.
Sinem had a keen eye. He recognized the danger of the smoke the moment the corpse burst, and the thought of what might have happened left him shaken. When he looked at Green again, there was no trace of contempt in his eyes.
After that round of attacks, Green did not press his advantage. For one thing, he wanted a moment to recover his magic power. For another, he rarely met a High-Level Legendary Necromancer and wanted to see whether Sinem had any tricks worth learning. Otherwise, he would have summoned the Skeleton Lord from the start and crushed Sinem with a single blow of its Warhammer.
Sinem had no idea what Green was thinking. Still confident in his superior strength and experience, he regarded Green with caution but did not believe he would lose. He bared his teeth in a sinister grin. "Was that your trump card? I admit, it was frightening, especially that poisonous smoke. Even I'd be in trouble if you caught me off guard with it. Too bad your luck ran out. Your carefully planned trump card failed, and now it's my turn." He finished with a rasping cackle.
Villains really do die because they talk too much, Green thought. Even