An unknown amount of time passed.
The explosions in the space gradually subsided.
Joelson's face became a little pale.
Even with the arcane power stored in his 16 divine sparks, he could not help but feel a little tired after using magic explosions so frequently.
After all, this opponent's strength was exactly the same as himself.
Even if he had a flaw in his mind, it was impossible to defeat him so easily.
But he had to do this because if this "Joelson" also mastered the arcane forbidden spell, he had to kill him at the first moment.
Otherwise, if this "Joelson" used the arcane forbidden spell, even if he still won, he would have to pay a great price.
Who asked the space here to be so small?
Joelson looked at the place where he was constantly bombarding.
The void there had already shown signs of shattering, with a trace of darkness.