A demonic glint of light flared in Lin's eyes as his palms glowed with a crimson light. Within his body, terrifying amounts of magical energy circulated violently, channeled into his arm as he explosively blasted out a huge fireball. Upon seeing the power of the fireball, Borgov was so shocked that his face lost all color.
RUMBLE!
The pressure generated by his fireball was so strong that it completely disintegrated Borgov's stream of light before it even came into contact with it. It was as though that fireball had inexhaustible amounts of energy within it.
Borgov's countenance turned ashen as he inclined his head, staring at the young man standing in front of him, waiting for his inevitable demise.
"You want to kill him?"
At this moment, a voice drifted over, causing Lin to incline his head.