When the dust settled, the apprentices looked at Angor with shock and confusion in their eyes.
This sudden pressure was an indiscriminate attack from all directions. They were also enveloped by it and were unable to move. But this blond kid was not only unaffected by the pressure, but he was also able to fight against the vines with ease.
All the apprentices were curious about Angor's identity.
Angor didn't pay attention to the apprentices around him. Instead, he waved his arm with a strange expression.
The reason why he had a strange expression was because he hadn't dodged all of the needles from the vines. When they fell, one or two of them pierced into his arm, and he still felt a little stinging pain.
Despite the pain, he checked his arm and didn't find any wounds. Even at the place where he was stabbed, only a small white dot appeared. It was not pierced at all.
"My skin got thicker after I strengthened my body?"
He could feel how powerful the attack was. Normally, he would be pierced right through by it, not to mention not leaving any wounds on his body.
For the first time, Angor truly experienced the changes in his body.
He actually survived a wizard-level attack? Angor's uneasiness was quickly replaced by confidence.
Of course, no one noticed Angor's change in mood.
Angor looked up and saw a figure flying toward them from the east.
The source of the pressure that had shaken them was this figure.
As the figure approached, everyone except Angor and Gregory felt the pressure getting stronger.
He didn't know why he was attacked. At first, he thought someone noticed him, and someone was looking at him.
However, when he saw the attacker's face, he quickly realized something.
The newcomer was a face that was not unfamiliar to him.
It was a middle-aged man with a medium height and a slim body. He wore a dark green checkered suit. His hair was slightly curly, and his face was longer than normal. His cheeks were sunken, and he held a vine cane in his hand.
He was the only wizard from Gravity Forest who followed Sennefer when they evacuated from Cinder Rock.
His name was Zafarah, and he was a level-1 wizard.
The fact that Zafara came from Gravity Forest made Angor's expression turn cold. Then he realized something. Angor knew about the relationship between Sunders and Gravity Forest. Back in Rasudran, someone from Gravity Forest ambushed Angor. If he didn't fall into the underground tunnel of the Void Tower, he would have died.
Angor didn't care much about Gravity Forest before. However, when they threatened his life, Angor immediately put them on his list of enemies.
Zafarah probably targeted him because of his identity. Since he couldn't deal with Sunders, he decided to go after Sunders' student.
But how did Zafarah know he was here? Angor glanced at the scene.
Not far behind him was the girl who looked timid and was still trembling. In front of him was the group of ten or so Sorcerer-Apprentices.
Among the apprentices, he saw someone wearing a wizard robe with green tree-like patterns on it.
Gravity Forest? Angor raised an eyebrow.
Now he knew why Zafarah was here. This was probably the one who leaked the information.
Zafarah was already floating not far away from Angor.
Instead of attacking right away, Zafarah gave Angor a suspicious look. He remembered that Angor wasn't affected by the aura earlier. Also, his vines didn't hurt Angor at all.
But why? But Angor was still an apprentice, so why was he so weak?
Zafarah was a cautious man. He didn't choose to act rashly when faced with strange situations.
However, Angor, who was in a stalemate with him, took the initiative to attack first.
Angor bent his knees and stomped on the ground, causing the ground to crack open. A huge crater appeared under Angor's feet as he dashed toward Zafarah like an arrow released from a bow.
He was so fast that he was already close to Zafarah before the latter could react.
Zafarah was also surprised by Angor's sudden attack. However, he did not underestimate Angor. Angor's aura made him nervous for some reason.
Zafarah moved his mind, and a spell model he engraved on his spell slot glowed in green.
With a thought, a vine wrapped defensive shield appeared around Zafarah's body.
Angor did not hesitate at all to face this obviously powerful shield spell. Without slowing down or blinking his eyes, he kept attacking.
In a blink of an eye, a series of punches and kicks landed on the shield.
At first, Angor felt that the vine shield was tough enough. However, after a few hits, he noticed that the shield was already dented.
Zafarah was already preparing for the bloody feast of Man-Eating Vines after the shield was set up.
He didn't care about Angor's attacks at all. Regardless of whether it was energy attacks or physical attacks, his Vine Shield was extremely effective in resisting them. Otherwise, he wouldn't have set Vine Shield as his first spell slot after becoming an official Adept.
What Zafarah didn't expect was that Angor's overconfident attacks actually brought him a lot of trouble.
Angor moved quickly and completed several attacks in the blink of an eye. It was these few attacks that directly hit the vine shield that caused his perfect defensive shield to begin to cave in, and even cracks to appear on it!
Zafarah was shocked. How could his vine shield be broken so easily?
Zafarah knew that his vine shield could hold off attacks from wizards of the same level for a long time. It was precisely because he had the support of the defensive shield that his other attacks were basically all complicated spell models, spells that took a long time to construct, and spells that had a high attack power.
This way, he had a good chance of winning against wizards of the same level, unless they were Bloodline Wizards.
As for Bloodline Wizards, Zafarah had his own ways to deal with them. The first spell slot he created when he was an apprentice was a cantrip that boosted his speed. He also had items that could prevent teleportation, so he would never let a Bloodline Wizard get close to him.
However, Angor's attacks were almost as powerful as a Bloodline Wizard of the same level!
Zafarah could not react in time, and he could not summon his Man-Eating Vines. The shield was broken.
Zafarah knew that his strategy had gone wrong. If he saw Angor as a Bloodline Wizard, he would not be so careless as to stop and create more Man-Eating Vines instead of running away after creating the vine shield.
A mistake in strategy would lead to a series of painful consequences.
When the shield began to crack, Zafarah quickly added several layers of defensive spells and launched several counterattacks at Angor. However, both attacks and defenses were cantrips that could be cast instantly.
The strength of a spell cast by an official Magus had reached an unimaginable level.
At the very least, ordinary Apprentice Sorcerers, even if they were half-step Sorcerers, would probably be injured to a certain extent.
But to Zafarah's surprise, Angor did not try to resist at all. Instead, Angor kept attacking his defensive spells like phantoms.
The non-spell-level defensive spells did not even last a second against Angor's attacks.
The cantrips that landed on Angor's body did nothing but leave some white marks.
In the blink of an eye, Angor's powerful fist appeared in front of Zafarah.
Zafarah reacted quickly. He was also a decisive person. With a flash of energy, the vine cane in his hand suddenly disintegrated.
The explosive vines that he had been nurturing in the staff appeared without any warning.
When the fist landed, the Explosive Vines released a powerful energy wave. In an instant, the sky was filled with a red light and a loud boom. Everyone's vision was blinded for a moment.
When the light faded, everyone looked up and saw a torn space fissure in the sky.
Angor's figure was already gone.
As for Zafarah, he reappeared dozens of meters away. His forehead was covered in sweat as he looked at the space fissure in the distance with lingering fear.
"He should be dead, right?" There was a trace of luck in Zafarah's eyes. He didn't think that he would have to use his trump card against an apprentice. Fortunately, the result was still within his expectations.
While Zefarah was thinking about this, a crisis signal suddenly flashed in his heart.
A cold wind came from behind him.
Zafarah looked back and saw Angor standing behind him, unscathed. Angor sneered at him.
The next second, a black boot landed on Zafarah's neck.
The powerful force made Zafarah's neck creak. In the next second, Zafarah turned into a "meteor" and slammed into the ground.
The place where he landed happened to be the area covered in gray mist.
After a loud noise, a large amount of death aura spread out. However, some of it still managed to enter Zafarah's body.
Angor landed on the ground. His face was expressionless, but his blood seemed to be boiling inside his body.
Angor had a hunch that his body had reached the standard of a wizard, but he never had a chance to test it out. Now, he realized that his body was much stronger than he thought.
Compared to the past, it was like night and day.
Angor's landing caused the surrounding apprentices to scatter in all directions. Someone who could defeat Zafarah was definitely not an apprentice. He must be a hidden wizard!
Without the shackles of the pressure, they all fled outwards, not even bothering with their original target.
Angor ignored them and kept looking at Zafarah.
Zafarah was lying in a pool of death aura and looked terrible. However, as an official Magus, it was impossible for him to die so easily.
The reason why Zafarah was defeated so easily was that Zafarah did not know about Angor's body condition. Zafarah took Angor by surprise and made a mistake in his strategy. If Zafarah had enough time to recover, he would have a plan to fight Angor again. Angor would have a hard time.
Therefore, Angor planned to kill Zafarah while the death aura was eating away at him.
However, before Angor could move forward, he heard strange laughter coming from behind him.
It was high-pitched, high-pitched, and hair-raising.
Angor quickly turned around and saw that it came from the little girl who was being chased by the apprentices.
As soon as Angor turned around, the little girl's hand transformed into a giant hand covered in sharp thorns. It quickly extended and reached for Angor's heart.
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