Snow drifted through the hall, and the bone-piercing cold seeped into everyone's skin. Bobo, with the weakest constitution, was even shivering, his nose running.
The fire dragon earlier had not only heated Diana's shield, but also the air within the palace. Now the temperature had plummeted from sixty degrees above zero to sixty below. An ordinary human body could not endure that.
Merlin did not even need to keep casting spells. He only needed to keep lowering the temperature while playing hide-and-seek.
"After I cut that old man with my sword, it's like he underwent a complete transformation. He now has reaction speed no weaker than a speedster's, along with silent teleportation magic. If we want to hit him again, we'll need to make extensive calculations to predict his movements."
As he watched Merlin cast spells while leaving afterimages in the air, Su Ming said this to Diana and Donna.
"What spell is he casting? That incantation is way too long." This was what worried Diana. Generally speaking, aside from Backward Speech Magic, the longer the incantation, the more powerful the spell—especially when the caster was Legendary Mage Merlin.
Su Ming had Strangle scoop up Bobo from the ground, wrapping him in black, slime-like tissue until he became a black humanoid shape hanging from Su Ming's shoulder.
"Whatever it is, we have to interrupt him. Fortunately, his tactics are fairly straightforward. Next, I'll keep trying to pin down his movements from the front. You and Donna need to seize the right moment and attack from all sides. Understand? How's your arm?"
"No problem. I can still fight." Little Dai answered without the slightest hesitation. Although her left arm looked pale with a faint bluish tint, she still raised it and flexed it nimbly a few times. With a self-mocking bitter