The Wizard enveloped himself in more barriers, but at that moment, the surrounding space was locked by a weapon positioned nearby.
He couldn't move or escape, merely a target for the weapon's assault.
Yet, in this perilous moment, the Wizard felt no fear. His gaze pierced through the spatial veil, directly beholding the weapon hidden in the spatial crevice.
It was a golden Crystal Creation, resembling a towering spire.
If he could survive, this weapon would be his!
The value of this weapon exceeded that of the entire Red Sun World.
The Crystal Tower had finished charging, and a beam of golden light shot from its apex into the void, enveloping the Wizard like Holy Light.
Under the gold radiance, the Wizard's barriers melted away like ice.
One layer, two layers, three layers… The golden light broke through thirty-six barriers and struck the Wizard himself.
