C95 There Were Many Things to Do in front of the Black Stone Castle

"No, no, no, this can't be happening. How could he be one of the rarest mages, a Space Attribute mage? You, you have to die. You must be killed before you can grow any stronger. Damn it, die! I don't need another of my kind. I want you dead."

The green mist was halted in its tracks. Bao Guo, without even wielding a Magic Staff