The azure fox tail spun like a windmill, instantly transforming into more than a dozen afterimages that appeared in several directions at once, easily evading those four thick, clumsy arms.
At the same time.
The witch in midair gave a sharp cry. The spellbook in her hand blazed with light, and multicolored spells rained down like droplets, "watering" the arm that had burst from the dust.
The arm suddenly let out a piercing curse. A huge mouth lined with sharp teeth hurriedly crawled from its palm to the back of its hand, dodging the "rain of spells" the witch hurled down.
This was the magnificent yet grotesque sight that met Zheng Qing's eyes.
"Wind rises in gusts; Enduring Wind and Haze!"
The Magical Creatures Studies Lecturer finally opened his spellbook again and cast a Chimera Spell—the first half was a classic wind-summoning spell, while the latter added an effect that swept up dust on top of the gale.
Most of the time, wizards used the latter half to create weather akin to a dust storm, obscuring demons' vision. But sometimes, such as now, if there was heavy fog or a sandstorm, this spell could instead produce an effect much like fighting poison with poison, using the wind to blow away the dust.
Gan Ning might merely have been trying to clear the view so he could better observe the rare experimental subject before him. Yet this action gave the young Youzui wizard tremendous convenience.
The dust shrouding the battlefield rapidly drew together under the storm's force. The empty land reflected the sky's cold hues, while patches of gray snow gathered around the roots of the charred Tree Stumps left on the ground, like the rotting fingernails of a dead giant.
Farther away lay layers of pitch-black forest and white snow,