"This is..."
Hilowiz lifted her head, a hint of astonishment filtering through her violet pupils.
She saw a middle-aged man dressed in a grey cloak, holding a bronze scepter, appearing in the sky not far away.
His expression was relaxed, as he casually waved the scepter and created a flickering barrier spanning a hundred meters, enveloping the entire merchant convoy, warriors, and cultists within.
"Shua——"
In an instant, the rolling black fog on the ground dissipated, and the terrifying spiritual energy black hole in the sky also collapsed and shattered, as if it had never existed.
Hilowiz couldn't help but cover her mouth, whispering softly, "What a powerful spellcaster..."
This man who appeared suddenly, as if heeding her prayers, gave her a feeling she had never experienced before.
Even years ago, when she followed her father to visit the "Great Sage" Trafalgar at the Arcane Priory, he didn't seem as mighty and mysterious.
"Who are you?"