Chapter 72: A Scene of Carnage is Impossible
The thorn bird, impaled through its chest, shrieked pitifully.
The next second, Yan Yu had already lightning-fast withdrawn his arm, while underneath the corpse, blue flames erupted, instantly turning it to ashes.
At this, both the phoenix and the thunderbird's expressions immediately fell.
Was the thorn bird dead? Not dead.
As good as dead.
The wizard's spell schools are myriad and bizarre, boasting a variety of styles. The thorn bird's choice of tactic was simple, one was to survive, the other to steal.
He specialized in this rare spell called "Magic Body", which, as the name implies, is using magic to create a body in advance and hide it somewhere.