If any residents of Dawn City had looked out their windows at this moment, they would have surely believed they were witnessing a miracle.

Above the sky, Li De, with his massive bat wings spread wide, appeared like a god of destruction descending under the cold moonlight.

In just a few seconds, more than twenty fist-sized fireballs appeared in his hands.

The fireballs rained down from the sky like falling meteors, smashing into the ground at a speed of 120 Blades per second.

The Small Fireball spell, which normally required 0.2 seconds to cast, formed an unbroken line as it shot from his hands, streaking from the sky to the ground.

A fiery and violent dance of fireballs.

Bang, bang, bang~

Fireball carpet bombing.

Emi, who had been relying on shadows to hide, was instantly blasted out into the open.

A house would be engulfed by fireballs in less than a second, and before he could even shift to the shadow of another building, the relentless barrage of fireballs from the sky forced him back out again.

The shock Emi felt in that moment was ten thousand times greater than the physical damage inflicted by the fireballs.

He recognized the exploding fireballs as the familiar Small Fireball spell.

But why did this Small Fireball feel so different from his own?

What in the world was this?!

Was this really the Small Fireball spell? Since when had the notoriously slow-moving but powerful Small Fireball become so overwhelmingly aggressive?

Though severely wounded, Emi still had over twenty spells he could use.

Yet, he didn’t dare stop casting.

Because if he paused even for a moment, he would be swallowed whole by the endless barrage of fireballs.

The sheer number of them and their exaggerated projectile speed made it impossible for him to complete any spellcasting.

Run, run desperately.

Using the shadows, Emi pushed himself harder than he ever had in his life. Even during his escape from the Temple of the Knight God, he had never been this battered.

Li De soared through the air, his massive wings spread wide, his sharp gaze scanning the ground like a hawk or wolf.

The fireballs in his hands acted like a mad Gatling gun, relentlessly sweeping across everything in sight.

Maintaining the optimal distance for suppression.

Bang, bang, bang~

Houses touched by the high-temperature fireballs ignited instantly, explosions occurring nonstop.

Emi, the Shadow Priest who originally stood at Level 14 and was a wanted Blasphemer by the temples, was utterly overwhelmed by Li De’s terrifying spellcasting.

If he dared to stop, he would be met with a dense rain of fireballs.

Moreover, the most critical factor was that mages needed to maintain relative stability while casting spells.

Casting spells under enemy fire required immense mental fortitude and resilience. Though Emi could barely manage it in his normal state, his severe injuries now limited him to casting only in a calm environment.

If he dared to cast spells while enduring Li De’s barrage of fireballs, the backlash from interrupted mana would be enough to send this already injured man straight to the afterlife.

Li De spared no expense with his mana. After learning about the effects of Mana-Infused Blood, he always carried three vials of it on him.

Tonight, upon returning to Dawn City, his first priority would be to replenish all three vials.

Mana-Infused Blood:

Effects:

- Drinking it immediately restores 50 mana points.

- When consumed by vampires, it increases body recovery speed by 1000% and can heal injuries.

Description: Blood soaked in a vampire holy artifact, filled with incredible energy.

With his innate talent of Mana Affinity, Li De’s mana recovery rate during the day was 0.5 points per second. At night, vampires received a significant boost, increasing his mana recovery rate to 1 point per second.

The effects of Mana-Infused Blood on vampires were even more terrifying, boosting recovery speed by 10 times. After consuming it, his mana recovery reached an astonishing 10 points per second, lasting for 20 minutes.

With three vials of Mana-Infused Blood on hand, as long as he managed his consumption carefully, Li De could unleash overwhelming firepower without restraint.

He had almost maximized the potential of his improved Small Fireball spell.

A projectile speed of 120 Blades per second, a mana cost of just 3 points, and a casting time of 0.2 seconds.

Combined with the near-endless supply of mana provided by the Mana-Infused Blood, Emi was left deeply shaken.

This wasn’t just physical damage—it was psychological trauma.

If given the chance, he would never set foot in this cursed city again.

At first, Emi could still rely on the shadows to escape, but as more and more buildings were destroyed, his options for hiding dwindled, and the injuries he sustained grew more severe.

Furious and fearful, he glanced up at the vampire flapping his bat wings in the sky. Roughly estimating, in less than ten minutes, that accursed vampire had unleashed over a thousand fireballs.

By the Shadow God above, he must have angered the Goddess of Misfortune to be cursed like this.

Why had he encountered such a monster?

Over a thousand fireballs! Even though they were Small Fireballs, how much mana did this vampire possess?! What kind of terrifying power did he wield?

High above, bathed in the moonlight and reflected by the flames below, Li De’s handsome face left a deep psychological scar on Emi.

An overwhelming sense of defeat made it hard for him to breathe.

Bang~

The instant he slowed his pace, two fist-sized fireballs struck his Magic Shield, sending sparks flying and making the surrounding air scorching hot. The Magic Shield wavered, on the verge of shattering.

Emi knew that if he didn’t move immediately after being hit by the Small Fireballs, he would be bombarded by dozens more.

Two minutes earlier, he had tried to withstand the Small Fireballs and counter with his own magic, but the terrifying frequency of the attacks had dealt him a heavy blow. If he hadn’t decisively abandoned his spellcasting, he would have been buried under the fireballs two minutes ago.

This couldn’t continue.

Li De hovering in the sky posed a grave threat to Emi’s life. He could foresee that in one or two minutes, if the vampire seized the opportunity, he would be overwhelmed by the sheer number of fireballs.

With immense anger, Emi glared at Li De, gritting his teeth as he pulled a densely inscribed magic scroll from his waist.

A flicker of pain and reluctance passed through his eyes, but he clenched his teeth and tore the scroll apart.

Whoosh~

Seeing Emi stop, Li De’s eyes lit up. Having just recovered his mana during the brief lull in attacks, he began pouring mana furiously into the magic model.

Five shots per second, the Gatling Fireball reappeared.

Bang, bang, bang~

The fireballs, more oppressive than machine gun fire, crashed into Emi. But at that moment, a faint white light flashed.

A semicircular shield, two Blades tall and three Blades wide, firmly enveloped Emi in its protective embrace.

Dozens of Small Fireballs struck the magical shield, creating only ripples and failing to harm Emi inside.

Tier 4 Spell: Stone Shield

Seeing this, Emi finally relaxed, his body going limp as he collapsed onto the ground. Less than ten minutes of pursuit had left him physically and mentally exhausted. Even facing the chase of the Temple of the Knight God hadn’t made him feel this miserable.

Being able to only endure without retaliation nearly drove him mad.

The magic scroll he had just torn apart was a Tier 4 spell — Stone Shield, worth 1500 Gold Pucks.

This was his emergency lifeline, a scroll he hadn’t used even during the Temple’s pursuit.

The spell’s sole purpose was defense, lasting for three minutes and capable of withstanding at least two Tier 4 spell attacks.

Finally, he had earned a moment to catch his breath.

Upon seeing the magical shield, Li De’s expression shifted slightly.

Watching the Blasphemer lying there brazenly on the ground, ignoring him completely, Li De raised an eyebrow.

“Do you really think a single magical shield can stop me?”

Emi looked at Li De, who was a hundred meters away, gray eyes burning with anger.

“Heh, foolish vampire, this is a Tier 4 spell. Rest assured, once I recover from my injuries after leaving here, I’ll turn every last one of you into alchemical materials.”

As a Blasphemer who dared to defy even the gods, being forced to use his emergency scroll by a mere Level 10 vampire filled Emi with deep shame.

He vowed to return and take revenge on this vampire, exposing every one of these vampires to the sun until they burned to death!!

He swore it!!

Li De gazed into those gray eyes, a cold smirk forming on his lips.

“You clearly don’t understand what it means to face…”

True Gatling Fireball.

“Just a Tier 4 spell and you dare to look down on vampires?”

Naive.

His fully restored mana surged once again into the magic model of the Small Fireball spell.

It was a pity there was no mechanical "rat-tat-tat" sound; otherwise, the scene would have been even more intense.

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