As both were standing a few meters apart from each other. The moment Danzel noticed the smallest spark of mana coming out of the old mage staff, he dashed forward.

Not willing to let the dark knight any closer, his mana split into the air and turned into balls of lighting and were shot towards the dark knight.

Halting his advantage, he put his mind on casting two dark green hands made out of mana while at the same time activating the enchantment of his sword to raise the sand like a wall.

Unfortunately for Danzel, the 5 balls of lighting passed right through the sand wall without detonating as he had hoped so.

"Not strong enough..."

Taking a step back, he moved the two mana hands to collide with 2 lighting balls and in the end detonated them.

Having 3 remaining balls of lighting to deal with, Danzel was forced to move to the side and dodge them. With some quick maneuver and his speed, he was able to dodge 2 out of the three.

As those lighting balls had the nature to follow their target, Danzel found himself in front of the remaining lighting ball.

Without any other choice, he swung his sword and cut the lightning ball in half, which didnt help much as the electricity of the lightning ball was fully received anyways.

*Chiii!

Gritting his teeth, Danzel ignored the lighting dancing around his body and continued he pursue the old mage heads.

Seeing that, the old mage was dumbfounded.

"You damn monster if the lighting isn't enough, then how about some flames?"

Tapping his staff to the ground, a large magic circle appeared under Danzel's feet.

As soon as the magic circle glowed in red color, a pillar of flames engulfed the dark knight whole.

If one were to look from afar, the pillar of fire would like the wrath of heaves that were being unleashed towards the mortal realm.

Seeing such a sight, the old mage felt proud of himself.

Even though he specialized more in lightning-based spells, the pillar of fire was one of his best spells.

The spell didnt only spawn flames and shoot them up high, but it manipulated the flames themself with gravities magic to make the flames denser and drag them up high without making the flame themself any weaker.

He also used the wind to twist the flow of the flames at the same time to make his enemies be burned by all sides in equal amounts.

The old mage was confident that not even one possessing a body of a 4th-tier warrior could survive his spell.

"Hehe~ thats what you get from trying to burn us alive." The old mage snickers to himself as if he just heard the best joke in his life.

But his snicker soon stops as he felt a threatening aura full of malice coming out of the pillar of flames.

"This guy! It cant be-!" The old mage levitated back and started to cast his next spell.

The next moment, the one responsible for the threatening aura came out of the pillar of flames, still engulfed in flames.

The dead mana around his body was clear for the naked eye to see, while the killing intent could be felt by everyone present except the undead.

Kicking the ground, Danzel arrived in front of the old mage with newfound speed and bloodlust.

"DIE!!!" Yelling out loud, Danzel swung his sword at an incredible speed.

But before the sword could make contact with the old mage, it halted in the air as a prison made out of lighting came around Danzel.

The lighting that was channeling to his sword kept him from moving, while the lighting around his body was negated from his armor.

The flames that were still on his body were soon overtaken by the black metal that his armor created.

The old mage who was staring at Danzel's blade not even being a meter far away almost made him lose his cool. But before he could even relax, he stared at how the sword with its dead mana was slowly creeping ever closer to the outside of the prison, making the old mage curse out loud.

"Dammit! What kind of strength does this guy have!?"

Inputting more of his mana into the lighting prison, Danzel's blade finally halted into its place. But as soon as the old mage removed his input on mana, the sword would slowly move forward together with his wieldier.

Worse of all for the old mage, the terrifying bloodlust that the dark knight was leaking out made him scared.

By this long life where he fought many experts of the 3rd-tier and even met a few of the 4th-tier, it was his first time feeling such a scary aura coming out of a person.

He felt like a petite child holding on to a damaged chain that kept the door of a starved lion closed. He could only watch how the lion was trying to break through the door and see the chain he was holding also be breaking slowly but surely.

Gritting his teeth, the old mage yelled towards the 2 knights that were still busy with the draugrs.

"Hey! What are you doing! Come and help me get the necromancer!"

The knights who heard the plea of the old man only glanced at him before focusing back on destroying all the remaining draugrs.

`Those guys!

Understanding that he was abandoned by the 2 knights, the old mage gritted his teeth and put all his focus on creating a ball of lighting on his other hand while still keeping the lighting prison in check.

Moving away and pushing the ball of lighting towards Danzel, the prison keeping Danzel back broke, but through the contact of the lighting bolt, he was slightly pushed back.

Using that opportunity, the old mage thanks to his levitation spell jumped up high and landed on one of the roofs with little input from his muscles.

When the old mage thought he could finally take a breather, he noticed two dark green wind blades coming towards his way.

"Tch!" Clicking his tongue, the old mage jumped to the side and dodge the first wind blade while using his barrier to block the second projectile.

Glancing towards the dark knight that was releasing such a high amount of killing intent, the old mage's face darken.

`Forget it, this fight is no more worth the risk.

Wising up, the old mage instead of staying and fighting to the death against an opponent that survived all his best spells, decided to run away.

Turning his back, he jumped towards another's house roof as he was weightless.

The moment he touched the next roof, the previous spot where he was one was devasted as if an explosion accord.

Jumping to the next roof, the old mage glanced in surprise behind him.

Swinging his sword in the air, all the dust that Danzel raised from ripping the roof was pushed to the side. Staring at the old mage directly into his eyes.

Right as he was about to chase after, the moment he took a step forward, he forced himself to regain his clarity back and stop [Sin of Wrath] from further influencing his mind.

Seeing how the distance was becoming bigger by the second, Danzel's grip on his sword tightened.

"I will give you that, magic caster...Today isnt going to be your end." Danzel said in his cold voice.

Raising his hand and pointing it towards the escaping magic caster, Danzel's voice turned into a vicious one.

"But dont think that you can leave just like that. You see, I am quite vengeful."

The moment he finished, the dark green mana that he was channeling was shot out in the form of a mist.

The dark green mist traveled at immense speed, at a speed that caught up to the magic caster not long before the curse was cast.

Seeing the mist coming for him, the old mage turned around and cast his barrier around his body, but as soon as the dark green mist made contact with the barrier, it entered as if it werent there in the first place.

Not even the lighting dancing around the barrier stopped the mist from entering the old mage's body.

"What-!" Yelling in surprise from the mist bypassing his barrier, his face soon turned pale as he understood what the dark green mist was.

"That despicable bastard! To think he knows how to cast curses...at least it isnt of the permanent kind."

Although the old mage felt bitter from the curse in his body, he nevertheless made his escape while ignoring the pain that he started feeling in his body.

`Such pity. Danzel though internally

Watching such a big sack of XP that inflicted damage on him leaving did make him feel bitter, but he managed to compromise with himself.

"Two fish are better than one..." Danzel mumbled as he turned his head over his shoulder.

The knight with the silver sword swung his sword and cut the final draugr.

The moment the draugr fell to the ground, the two knights turned the focus towards the destroyed roof.

Or rather, towards the master of all those undead that they slained.

Walking off the building edge, Danzel landed on the ground.

"Now only you two remain." Danzel said with his blade pointed at those two.

Seeing that, both of the knights to their stance.

Looking at them, his dark green mana came out of his hand.