In the darkness, Celine once again raised her wand. This Giggs was a seasoned warrior, and he possessed battle aura. No matter what, she simply couldn't believe that Luke Carter could defeat such an opponent.

She had to help.

In the next instant, Luke Carter made his move again.

The crescent wand in his hand tapped rapidly in the air before him. At this moment, the crescent wand was like a conductor's baton.

With each tap, a white-hot fireball appeared in the air. In just one second, Luke Carter tapped nine times!

That is to say, in one second, Luke Carter was casting a fireball almost every 0.1 seconds, displaying an astonishing casting speed.

Something even more terrifying followed.

Nine fireballs shot out together, each following a random trajectory. They traced unpredictable arcs through the air, but all shared a single destination: the warrior Giggs.

Amazingly, the fireballs landed in different spots—some struck in front of Giggs, some circled behind him and hit the seam at his neck armor, and some even struck the eye slits of his helmet.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The fireballs exploded simultaneously, with bits of flame spraying through the seams, successfully inflicting some damage on Giggs.

"Damn it, my patience has been burned away by your little tricks." Giggs's voice grew heavier. These fireballs were extremely annoying, actually making him feel pain.

With the tragedy of the warrior Hughman still fresh in his mind, Giggs didn't dare to charge recklessly. He began to jog toward Luke Carter.

Luke Carter's wand started tapping in the air again.

'Swoosh!' Another nine fireballs, again with erratic trajectories, all aiming for the vulnerable seams.

This time, Giggs got wise. While jogging, he used his shield to protect his head and face.

The fireballs weren't that powerful; even if other parts of his body were hit directly, the protection of his battle aura meant he'd suffer at most a mild burn, which would probably heal in an hour or two. As long as his eyes were fine, it was nothing.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The fireballs exploded. Although they didn't harm Giggs, the dense shockwaves from the blasts still made him feel slightly short of breath.

"This damn magic apprentice, I'm definitely going to crush his skull with my own hands in a moment!" Giggs seethed with rage, his running steps growing even faster.

Anyone would be furious after being forced into such a passive position for so long.

Luke Carter's mana was almost depleted by the fireball spell, but he still had 13 free points. He immediately used one point to restore 10 mana, and then, while Giggs was being battered and humiliated by the barrage of fireballs, and his anger was at its peak, Luke Carter suddenly switched spells.

"Grease!"

Grease

Level 0 Spell

Effect: Makes the ground extremely, extremely slippery, as if coated in oil.

In an instant, the ground beneath Giggs's feet became as slick as a mirror.

At this moment, Giggs was jogging, his shield still covering his head and face, and his heart was full of rage from the relentless fireball assault. It was this anger that did him in.

In battle, the worst thing is to lose your cool, as it greatly impairs your judgment.

As a result, Giggs failed to pay attention to his footing.

More precisely, he did notice, but he was on the lookout for a mud spell. When the ground changed, he was afraid of sinking in, so he deliberately lightened his step, not expecting the ground to become slick instead of soft.

As a result, he slipped instantly. His misjudgment made him panic, and he lost his balance even more. The heavy armor he wore made his movements clumsy, and he fell backward onto the ground.

Now, it's worth mentioning some details about armor.

No armor can cover the joints with metal; these areas must use soft leather to allow for movement, especially the crotch area.

When Giggs fell backward, his crotch was exposed—a vulnerability that would never exist when standing normally.

But now, this weakness became his fatal flaw.

"Purchase spell: Vector Throw!"

Vector Throw

Level 1 Spell

Effect: Hurls an object at high speed; the lighter the object, the faster it flies.

Luke Carter was very familiar with the power of this spell. When the thrown object weighs 1 kilogram, such as a stone, the spell can launch it at an initial speed of 50 meters per second.

A 1-kilogram stone, at 50 meters per second—if that hits a vulnerable part of the body... the consequences are unimaginable.

He quickly purchased the spell, then pointed his wand at the ground and shouted, "Go!"

A stone about the size of a fist was instantly flung by magic, tracing a beautiful arc through the air and striking precisely at the center of Giggs's armored crotch.

"Bang!" A dull thud rang out. Given the spot it hit, the sound was soft, but everyone who heard it couldn't help but feel their heart skip a beat.

How painful must that be!

"Ugh~" Giggs let out a muffled groan, sounding just like a rooster being strangled by the neck.