Oblin Portag. Twenty Nihilir Wisps surrounded Erix.
He stood there with his arms crossed, his eyes focused, and a smile on his face.
The five Noble-order powerhouses around him held various weapons and unleashed their skills, hurling colorful projectiles of various shapes.
Ten enemy attacks, six Nihilir Wisps moved.
Whether it was a dark burning explosion, a frost mallet, a piercing fiery blue arrow, or the rest of the attacks…
All of them were devoured by the influence of Nihilir Wisps, just a mere one meter away from Erix.
Their attacks exploded, expanded, transformed, and displayed destruction, but they all happened in Space Limbo, covered in Nihilir aura.
Erix waved his hand, snuffing out all attacks by dispersing his wisps and cutting the connection, leaving those attacks to be devoured by Space Limbo. 'Hmmm, If I spend a bit more mana, I could use those attacks in another way.'
