Just as they were about to be pierced like a honeycomb, these ice spikes seemed to have eyes, unexpectedly avoiding the two squads.
It was precisely upon seeing this scene that Wilton deduced it was at least a composite magic involving more than two series.
Wind series magic for speed, ice series for the main attack.
As for this bizarre tracking method, even with his magical knowledge, he couldn't comprehend the mystery behind it.
Before long, the blue light on Du Wei's body flashed incessantly like an alarm light, indicating the scroll's power was about to be exhausted.
At the same time, he felt his body growing heavier, and the speed he had been maintaining slowed down.
This pause brought about the worst outcome.
Staring at the ice spike protruding through his chest, covered in blood, Du Wei's eyes widened, his expression twisting further as he fell to the ground with a pained moan.
"It's finally over."
