Chapter 65 - 65. One Against An Army (2/2)

And there he saw. Mack flying like a bird straight to the sun.

Miles away from the ground already.

Looking to the sky, Raz saw a bright flash of red light that quickly vanished. And then that little dot called Mack quickly changed from going up to going down, but was not going down like someone falling. But more like a meteor coming at full speed to the ground.

Raz could not believe that. How did he change direction in midair? Was that because of the flash of red light?

Then Raz saw the typical 'red' form that Mack used in battles. Blood red like fire came from that little dot, leaving a red trail in the sky.

Everyone from the mage army saw that, but the dot was so small that they thought was a single fireball. And they could not care less about one fireball. It was not a threat at all for them.

Raz kept looking at that red dot in the sky and his trail.

Raz changed his gaze to the army in front of him to estimate the location of the impact.

Right in the middle of the mage army.

When Raz confirmed the location, he didn't even have time to ponder over it, because in the next moment, Mack hit the ground at full speed.

A gigantic cloud of dust rose in the middle of the mage army.

And then the shock-wave came.

Raz could see with his eyes the shock-wave coming, just like a tide in the sea.

He threw himself to the ground and protected his head.

~boom~

Raz ears bled from the sound and debris of rocks came along hitting all over his body.

When the shock-wave passed, Raz raised from the middle of the debris, shook the dust, and looked in the army's direction.

But what he saw, he would never expect.

A crater of miles, right by the middle of the mage army.

And in the middle of that crater he saw Mack, blood red wisps coming from his body like if he was burning alive, a sword in his right hand, and his cape fluttering behind him.

A demon in black and red.

Half of the mage army vanished with that single 'attack' from Mack. All the ones still alive were still trying to raise themself from the ground or trying to patch their broken bones. Some even screamed for help while others just went unconscious.

But every single one of the still alive mages become deaf.

Even Raz, that was miles away from the impact, was now deaf.

And because of it, no one could hear the sinister laugh that came from that crater.

Mack was happy.

And his happiness could only mean suffering to all mages.