With a deafening boom, Liwale was sent flying for who knew how many times.
Yet he remained tireless, charging at Serie like a wild beast.
"Let's see just how much magic power you have left."
A vicious grin spread across Liwale's face.
By this point in the battle.
He knew perfectly well.
Serie's total magic power was undoubtedly greater than his.
But so what?
The magic power a mage consumed casting spells was on an entirely different scale from what he used simply swinging his fists.
He was waiting for the moment she exposed an opening.
Chapter 698: Hellfire Magic
"You needn't worry about my magic power."
A sharp gleam flashed in Serie's eyes as all manner of spells rained down on Liwale.
By this point in the battle.
She had grown interested, too.
Although she had mastered more than ninety-nine percent of the magic in this world, she rarely had occasion to use it in actual combat.
Because in this world.
Almost no one was worthy of being her opponent.
And now.
This War God was a ready-made whetstone. She could not have asked for a better punching bag.
Despite casting spells continuously, Serie showed no sign of weakening.
"Woman, do you really never get tired?"
Liwale could also sense that Serie's presence remained steady, and his brow furrowed slightly.
His own condition had actually begun to deteriorate.
Though it did not show on the outside.
The internal injuries accumulating within him had already begun to cause him pain.
If this continued.
He could no longer be confident.
"That should do."
Serie did not answer him. She merely gauged the rate at which she was consuming magic power and said, "Now, let's end this battle."
"Big words."
Liwale's expression twisted into a savage grimace.
He admitted that he was