Chapter 407 - The Lich's strength
Everyone held their breath at seeing the scene before them—even Norfeller, who used to serve a High Elf aristocrat, and Ujfalusi, who had led a long life and occupied Syer Town for centuries, and even the only Judge Paladin of the Brilliance Shrine, Rina, as well Adelo, who had followed the Legendary-mage Cheyenne for decades… Everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost as they stared at the scene with a glazed expression and fear…
This was something that only appeared in their dreams…
Who had ever seen a young mage in his 20s make a flying Humerus Wyrm fall from the sky with just a spell?
To explain, just as the Humerus Wyrm was spitting ice flames, the young mage started chanting. His chanting was not complicated, nor was it long and windy. It was as simple as a greeting, but in that instant, everyone felt a strong magical wave that made all of them tremble. The young mage’s chant and the spell he cast gave everyone the illusion that the whole world seemed to be falling in that instant…
But, they soon realized that it was not the world that was falling, but the flying Humerus Wyrm in the air…
The huge figure grew increasingly bigger, and the Humerus Wyrm crashed onto the ground with a heavy “thud”…
The world seemed to shake when the Humerus Wyrm fell down; dust flew everywhere, and thousands of bone fragments splattered in the dark. The sound of gravel falling, the stone walls cracking, and the Humerus Wyrm’s growling all blended together, and transformed the quiet cave into a bustling city. Yet, the only sound in everyone’s mind now was the chanting of the young mage as it even covered the sound of the Humerus Wyrm crashing on the ground…