War Continues (7)

Angele held the stone bow in hand and watched the rain of arrows falling down.

"How beautiful…"

Viss the other two wizards remained silent, they were surprised by the spell Angele just cast, and they realized that they'd underestimated Angele's power.

Angele turned around and spoke, "The team we're trying to eliminate is just a small army. There are more than three hundred thousand soldiers in their legions and we must end this battle as fast as possible."

"Yes, Master…" the three wizards responded politely.

"I'll tell Prince Evil Dragon that you helped me a lot this time," Angele muttered. "Alright, let's move."

He turned around before the three responded and jumped off the cliff, flying to the valley.

The areas that Angele passed by were burnt black by the aura; the grass turned into piles of ashes, the stones were red—it looked like a demon flying by. 

The gray walls of the mountains blurred in Angele's sight.