Chapter 106 -Fantama Panthera
“Let go of me!” Mason shouted as he struggled furiously.
Yet, how could he surpass the almighty Master of Blacksmith in physical strength? Lin Li had been accumulating his strength over the years by hammering on metals. Not to mention a Mage like Mason, a Warrior would not have escaped the grasp of Lin Li.
“Forget it, Brother Mason. You’d…” Just when Lin Li wanted to persuade him, his thoughts were interrupted by a group of men in black robes entering the guild hall in the distance. There were about 10 people in that group, and their leader, a dignified man in his mid-40s, had a magic staff in his hand.
This man looks familiar… thought Lin Li, though he could not remember where he first met him.
While he was still pondering over his identity, the leader had already reached the middle of the guild hall.
“Please be silent!” This command, despite being spoken in a voice not as resounding, was clearly heard by each and every individual present.
Immediately, the bustling guild hall became quiet.
Apart from having the speed of lightning as well as a set of sharp and immensely poisonous claws, the Fantama Panthera was also extremely proficient in Dark Magic.
The Decaying Spell it unleashed landed Mason in boiling hot soup.
In such a frenzied state, there was no time for Mason to think anymore. Without hesitation, Mason started to recite a spell in a hurried manner.
He could swear that that was the first time he’d ever had such a thrilling encounter.
A Fantama Panthera sprang towards him like a bolt of lightning while he recited the spell in the middle of the sludge.
In that instance, Mason was so terrified that he nearly died from a heart attack.
Just when the blue toxic claws were about to come into contact with his chest, Mason finished reciting the last line of his spell…
“Pom!”
A deafening sound reverberated as the spell broke out. As a level-nine mage, it was no doubt that Mason’s Power of Repulse erupted with great force, and the leopard got repelled at least 10 meters away from him. After pulling his legs out of the mud, he fled at once.
The three bystanders could only shake their heads in disapproval of Mason’s shameless escape. That fella was such a weakling! The only method he employed throughout the confrontation was to escape. How could one even outrun the lightning speed of a Fantama Panthera?
The excruciating pain inflicted by the Power of Repulse agitated the Fantama Panthera.
“ROAR…!!”
This growl was shrill and penetrating. Almost everyone could sense a strange force of magical waves rising from their surroundings.
Amidst the ear-piercing snarl, Mason felt an agonizing and tight pain in his feet. Before he knew it, he’d lost his balance completely, and lunged towards the ground with his face.
While he tried to look back, what made him almost swoon with trepidation was a white skeletal arm grabbing firmly onto his ankle from the soil…
I’m dead! In that instance, this was the only thought that was in Mason’s mind.
Then, he saw the coat of black rosettes prints leaping towards him stealthily…
Yet, the agony he was expecting never came.
Only a word came to him.
“IDIOT!”