426 Magic Bath_1

"Has this magic puppet malfunctioned? Or is the magic power of this black ant starting to run out?"

Such thoughts appeared in Frostfire's mind in an instant, but he didn't slow down his pursuit because of it.

Like a lightning bolt, Frostfire had already extended his foreclaws, appearing right in front of Blackhand.

Because Otto wanted a live capture, Frostfire planned to directly grab Blackhand with his own claws.

Just as Frostfire was about to achieve his goal, a smile surfaced on Blackhand's face at the crucial moment.

At the same time, his mouth opened and closed, confidently saying, "You have been fooled, stupid Undead Dragon!"

The moment his words trailed off, a dense rain of various spells in different colors precisely poured down towards Frostfire like a torrential downpour.

As it turned out, unbeknownst to them, Blackhand and Frostfire had arrived at the fairly peaceful Old City District.