What the hell kind of Slime can withstand Extraordinary Magic?
Even Xiaoka and Beet stared at their Majesty, completely baffled. They couldn't understand why such a terrifying attack had no effect on their king.
Deng Lun refused to believe it. He swung his Magic Staff again and began chanting an obscure spell.
[Withering Skill]
He visibly flagged, as if casting such Magic placed a considerable strain on him.
The Magic landed on Chen Yu once more, but this time it dissipated even faster. In just a few seconds, it was devoured completely by his bottomless-pit-like Gel body, vanishing as if nothing had happened.
This time, even Deng Lun fell completely silent.
'The Withering Skill's disappearance just now wasn't an illusion. It was really and truly devoured by this Slime… My Magic didn't just fail to do damage, it actually became some sort of nourishment for it.'
