Chapter 84: Dust Settles (Extra for 4.4k subscribers, asking for all kinds of support!!)

Autumn night, the bleak wind brought with it a chill.

Wizard Lap stood in midair, looking down with an almost imperceptible sweep over the apprentices gathered below.

Most of them had fully recovered their Magic Power and woken up from meditation.

They were now crowded at the edge of a cliff, looking out toward Blackstone City.

Lap slowly retracted his gaze and once again looked toward Blackstone City in the distance.

The flames in the city were still burning, but they had diminished considerably compared to before.

At the Thorns District.

Arman's massive, intangible silhouette stood like a statue, still fixed in its original place.

Under the influence of the various performances brought by the fiery figures in the city district, the unseen crimson fog that permeated the air became denser and denser.

Lap saw this and his forehead slightly furrowed.

As a First Rank Peak Wizard who had lived nearly three hundred years,

he naturally knew what Arman was up to...