After the golden rainbow that spanned across the heavens disappeared, a massive human form of charred remains plummeted towards the earth. However, it fell less than ten meters before being caught by its companions. The three legends stared at Muria with a mix of fear and anger in their eyes.
"He survived my blow, earning the right to live. It's your turn now." Muria glanced at the shield warrior restrained by the mage's elemental chains, and gave a slight smile. He had intentionally held back. With his power, he could have completely eradicated this legend, but there was no need. It would be a waste.
"Wait." The mage suddenly called out, but Muria could see layers upon layers of magic barriers forming around him like eggshells. It seemed like he was trying to buy time.
"What's the problem?" Muria raised his palm, a tiny particle of light as small as a grain of rice glowed at the tip of his index finger. It gradually expanded, and black space rifts appeared around it.