That guy was cunning, hiding behind his own kin and changing positions every time he cast a Magic spell, preventing Landon from pinpointing his location.
But after a few exchanges, he'd more or less figured out the enemy's pattern. Now that he had some intel, the pressure wasn't as immense as before.
He even had enough spare energy to occasionally act, unleashing a Wind Blade Skill to effortlessly reap the lives of several Goblins and relieve some of the pressure on the other Adventurers.
But that was the extent of it.
He could no longer unleash the terrifying damage output of a Mage—a mobile turret—like he had before. Among all the Adventurers who had come, there were only four Mages in total. Two of them were just Level 2 Mages and couldn't contribute much.
As for the last one... that was, of course, Lin Mo.
He was still weaving through the Goblin Archers, effortlessly reaping the lives of these Goblins.
