The man looked up, and in that instant, he saw the fear in the Junior Mage's eyes, then belatedly touched his own face, realizing that the Kung Fu he had initially maintained had lasted for such a short time.
"Senior Brother Feng, you..." The Junior Mage took a step back, his hand involuntarily reaching for the Magic Artifact at his waist. However, as inexperience still plagued the Junior Mage, before he could grasp the Magic Artifact, his indecision about whether to make a move allowed "Senior Brother Feng" to act swiftly. Though it was his first encounter with this Spell, his agility honed by long battles of life and death naturally told him that this was not the time to hesitate.
The Junior Mage wanted to make a move, but it was already too late. The man pounced like a wolf, and before the young man could counterattack, he was swallowed by a dark red smoke.
