Chapter 64: Lathel vs Lucien (6)
"Huh! Kid..." Lazarok took a deep breath, trying to calm himself as he said, "Long before you were even born, I was already—"
"You’re talking too much." Lathel immediately cut him off.
With a flick of his hand—
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The puppet-like arms stretching from the spatial vortex behind Lathel shot forward like serpents, hurling themselves toward Lazarok at terrifying speed.
"Agh!" Lazarok roared.
BAM!
The space around him suddenly exploded, breaking his confinement.
He brought his hands together, conjuring a swirling vortex of magic that surged with violent energy, ready to detonate at any moment.
"Brat! Don’t underestimate me!" Lazarok growled through gritted teeth. Though his voice was filled with anger, it carried clear undertones of fear and panic.
He extended a finger and pointed into the air. A ripple burst forth from the tip, forming a magical dome that enveloped his entire body.
BAM! BAM! BAM!