Seeing Lin Da enveloped by the blade light, several Moon rank adventurers sighed with regret in their hearts.
The agility of a Level 35 support class occupation, compared to that of a Level 39 warrior, was significantly inferior.
With Abner's speed, even if Lin Da had Healing Art, it would be difficult to use it.
At that moment, an unusual fluctuation of magic power attracted everyone's attention.
"This is..."
Bervis squinted his eyes, looking behind Lin Da.
With a bang.
Lin Da's shirt burst open, and from his shoulder blades surged two streams of chaotic energy, forming a pair of black, immense wings over a meter long!
Feathers appeared out of nowhere in the arena, as if a shower of feathers had begun.
In this "Black Rain," Lin Da flapped his wings vigorously, stirring up fierce wind currents.
The spectators close to the arena, who also had lower levels, were blown back, their hair streaming and breath difficult to catch.