As the fire dragon came roaring in, the demon race man finally wised up.
Fighting Zayne meant one thing. You could not judge by casting gestures, and you definitely could not trust the spell name. All of that was bait. Only the actual power mattered.
Demonic energy surged around him. A massive black barrier of condensed magic formed in front of his body.
The fire dragon slammed into the barrier with a thunderous explosion. Flames and demonic power collided head on, unleashing violent shockwaves. The surrounding air twisted under the pressure.
The fire dragon thrashed against the black shield, roaring as it tried to break through. No matter how fiercely it struggled, the barrier stood firm, like an immovable mountain.
Behind it, the demon race man showed a faint, mocking smile.
At that moment, a pinpoint of golden light no larger than a needle tip landed on the surface of the black shield.
