The Strongest Magic
Victor slowly rested the Death Scythe on his shoulder.
"Told you..."
"It was only a toy."
Alibaba stared at the empty space where his greatest summon had once stood.
The spell he had spent countless years perfecting...
Destroyed in only a few exchanges.
Even so, he didn't stop.
Instead, his laughter echoed through the battlefield.
"Hehehe..."
"So that is the extent of your knowledge..."
"Excellent..."
"Excellent!"
"The spell is complete."
Every magic circle surrounding him suddenly merged into one colossal formation that eclipsed the sky.
The battlefield darkened.
The earth trembled violently.
An endless sea of freezing mana descended from the heavens.
Victor slowly looked up.
His vicious smile returned.
Finally.
"This..."
"This is what I've been waiting for."
He pointed the Death Scythe directly at Alibaba.
"Come."
"Show me your strongest spell."
"Only after crushing it..."
"...will I truly be able to say that I've defeated you."
