265: Chapter 265 Black Prison Thunder Dragon! Crimson Flame Giant Tiger! Severely Injured Wizard Hurley!

Outside Gino City, high in the sky.

Clouds tinged with a faint red hung low, as if they might press down at any moment.

Duke Witton struck first.

He raised his hand and slashed down with his sword—

A dark golden light surged, transforming into a thunderous sword aura that streaked across the sky.

The sword aura was as pitch-black as ink, with dense, leaping electric arcs coiling around its edges.

Everywhere it passed, the air crackled and popped.

Rowan narrowed his eyes, not dodging.

The Winter longsword slashed out horizontally, and a similarly condensed ice-blue sword arc met the thunderous sword aura.

Wherever the sword arc passed, the moisture in the air instantly condensed into tiny ice crystals, scattering down like a sudden flurry of Frost.

Boom—!!

The two forces clashed violently in the air!

Black lightning and Frost splashed everywhere, turning into countless tiny specks of light that exploded in the sky.

A visible shockwave expanded wildly from the point of impact, causing all the flags on the field to flap loudly!

Some unstable soldiers were knocked over directly, their armor hitting the ground with dull thuds.

The probing first strike was a draw.

Seeing this, Duke Witton curled his lips into a sneer and his figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.

The next instant, he appeared less than three meters in front of Rowan.

A circle of dark, ink-like light spread rapidly from him in all directions.

Inside a dark Black Prison Domain.

A massive Thunder Dragon extended its claws, descending fiercely with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas!

At the same time—

A dark green ray of light was emitted silently from below, accurately striking toward Rowan's position.

7th-Ring Wizard spell: Nether Leaf Ray!

Duke Witton and Wizard Hurley had no intention of wasting time.

A mere newly promoted Sky Knight.

And it was two against one.

They could just use their strongest means to crush him!

Rowan raised his eyes; there was neither sorrow nor joy in them, only a Blazing intensity like a fire consuming a city.

Flames surged.

Roar—!!

A tyrannical Red Tiger roared at the sky!

Clang—!!

The sound of metal clashing was like the tolling of a giant bell.

The black Thunder Dragon claw and the red flame tiger claw separated the moment they touched.

Sparks and electric light splashed everywhere!

At the same time, a crystal-clear wall of ice suddenly emerged around Rowan.

Hexagonal ice flowers bloomed and dissolved on the surface of the wall, beautiful and magnificent.

"Sss—!!"

The Nether Leaf Ray struck the ice wall!

Boom—!!

The ice wall shattered, turning into fragments dancing across the sky, and everyone could only see a vast expanse of white ice-crystal mist.

Duke Witton felt Rowan being knocked away by his strike, and looking at the vast ice-crystal mist before him, he frowned slightly.

"Is he just a paper tiger?!"

He was a bit puzzled and was about to pursue.

Suddenly—

A cage of ice crystals appeared out of thin air around him.

Eternal Winter Sovereignty: Silent Prison Crystal Cage!

Duke Witton sneered, the Thunder Dragon extended its claw again, intending to smash it directly.

Just as he raised his hand, he seemed to sense something; his expression changed drastically, and he shouted sternly:

"Not good!!"

"Hurley, watch out!!"

But it was already too late.

In the hazy crystal mist, Rowan raised his right hand, his five fingers gripping the air as if holding an invisible longbow.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no color in his pupils, only a hollow and deep night, as if he had looked through the end of life and death.

Eternal Night Pilgrimage: Void Arrow Trajectory!

There was no twang of a bowstring, no sound of piercing the air, and no other disturbance.

Only a faint, ethereal void trajectory streaked silently through the air.

Pfft—!!

Wizard Hurley's pupils dilated sharply.

He had absolutely not expected—

That the opponent's target was actually him?!

"What is this?!"

He lowered his head.

He looked at his chest in disbelief.

There, an inconspicuous black hole appeared on the left side of his chest.

The edges of the black hole were smooth and neat, and the surrounding skin and clothing seemed to have been wiped directly from this world by some power.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only let out a garbled, breathy sound.

Then, his body swayed, his staff slipped from his hand and rolled to the side, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The whole scene was dead silent.

Duke Witton was stunned.

Mason Tudor was stunned.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

A 7th-Ring Wizard... was killed just like that?!

But soon, someone noticed something unusual.

On the ground, at the edges of the black hole in Wizard Hurley's chest, tiny bits of flesh were wriggling and growing.

Although slow, it was indeed healing.

He wasn't dead!

Wizard Hurley lifted a hand with difficulty, tremblingly took out a bottle of deep red potion, bit the stopper off with his teeth, and poured the liquid into his mouth.

He struggled to sit up, glanced at Mason in the distance, and said in a weak and hoarse voice:

"Domain... protect me..."

"I need... to heal..."

Mason's face was livid. He rode his horse to his side, dismounted, and helped him up.

He looked up at the figure hovering in the sky, a deep sense of dread flashing in his eyes.

He hadn't seen what happened with that arrow just now either!

Rowan stood in the sky, looking down at the results, and shook his head with slight regret.

"What a pity..."

This arrow, shot with full force during the gap in the opponent's spellcasting, ultimately failed to kill him directly.

He raised his hand.

Slowly wiping away a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Taking the moves of both men head-on, although he used the ice wall to block most of the power, some of the residual force had still invaded his body.

He raised his eyes.

Meeting the furious eyes of Duke Witton opposite him.

Rowan thought to himself:

"Very well, let's deal with this one first."

"Now... there should be no one to interfere."

The vast white ice-crystal mist grew even denser, rolling and surging, shrouding the entire sky.

Boom—!!

Everyone could not see the battlefield in the sky, only hearing the roaring sounds coming from the mist again.

They knew—

In the sky.

A new round of battle had begun!