Chapter 834: The Name

The Lich's immensely powerful spell caused terrible destruction, setting large swathes of the surrounding forest ablaze. The air was thick with choking smoke and drifting embers. Under normal circumstances, a group of mere mortal adventurers couldn't possibly survive such a devastating spell, and the Lich didn't notice the glowing wings that appeared at the moment of the explosion. To it, those rats attempting to take advantage of the chaos must have turned into lumps of charcoal under its grand, magnificent spell, and there was no need to pay them any further attention.

In reality, though the companions were all covered in dirt, they hadn't suffered much harm, except for Lancelot who had protected them. His condition was indeed terrible, his energy nearly depleted, feeling just like that time he had exhausted his powers atop the Glacial Fortress. The difference this time was that there was no spirit vein similar to a volcano nearby to quickly restore his strength.