At that moment, elemental radiance of different colors flickered across the square, with the entrance to Stormwind Keep serving as the dividing line.
On Rhode's side, dense patterns of elemental flame runes appeared, glowing with fire, frost, and arcane energy. Fire Orbs of various colors danced among them.
On Benedictus's side, overlapping black shadow magic circles flickered, steeped in a sinister, mysterious aura.
The two starkly different scenes occupied the heart of the battlefield, completely enveloping the center of the square and spreading outward in every direction.
The paladins, priests, mages, and other spellcasters standing nearby summoned all manner of protective shields and barriers to guard against stray attacks.
Fortunately, both men's attention remained focused on each other, so the energy spilling outward was not too powerful. Even ordinary spellcasters could just barely withstand it.
At last, Benedictus struck first.
However confident Benedictus was that he would defeat Rhode, he dared not let his guard down for even a moment.
He went all out from the start, unleashing one of his trump cards.
He swept both hands outward, and two streams of murderous shadow mist surged from his sleeves.
Rumble!
The shadow mist swept toward Rhode like vast tornadoes.
As the two tornadoes advanced, they intertwined, forming an enormous drill.
And that drill was aimed straight at Rhode.
Faced with the earth-shaking shadow tornadoes and the towering storm they stirred up, Rhode's expression did not change.
He raised his right hand, and a blue Fire Orb leaped forward, forming a small whirlwind.
The whirlwind began spinning rapidly, whipping up fierce winds that seemed ready to drag everything nearby into it.
Its edges were sharp as blades, slicing the air into pockets of vacuum. At its core, blue light flashed like lightning, dazzling as a thunderstorm.
"Let's see which is stronger-your