A thick balt of Eightning shat out from between Wilbur’s palins, lashing out in Jeremy’s direction.
The sight made everyone else’s chest lurch
This man was truly something else. What kind of spell was that?
At the same time, Jeremy was still laughing like a madman. He merely reached out with a hand, and a shield made from blood appeared before him.
There were countless skulls moving around slowly on the blond shield, like a river of death in hell.
The Way of Thunder spell struck the shield, but the wriggling blood on the shield ended up absorbing the attack before disappearing altogether.
Wilbur’s expression was ashen, but Jeremy laughed his head off. “Any attack is useless in the face of my blood shield, young man! Do you have anything else? I haven’t quite had enough fun yet.”
“I’ll let you have all the fun you want, then.”
Wilbur called out loudly, and the seals in his hand multiplied as spirit energy surged outward from him.
As he shouted, a dragon made of lightning appeared before him. It crackled and hissed, emanating a terrifying pressure of spirit energy.
The Thunder Dragon was only five meters long, but the power it held was enough to make the crowd behind stop breathing.
“Dragon of Thunder!”
As Wilbur cried out, the Thunder Dragon let out a roar that sounded like thunder as it pounced on Jeremy.
Jeremy did not seem scared in the slightest. He laughed again as more spirit energy flowed out of him, increasing the size of his blood shield once again.
Boom!
The Thunder Dragon collided with the blood shield. Just like last time, the dragon ended up being sucked up by the blood shield without leaving any trace behind.
Jeremy continued to laugh. “I told you, young man! None of your attacks are going to work!”
The crowd went pale. Wilbur was powerful, more than anything they had seen.
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