SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Chapter 447 Touch Me If You Can!

Kent's eyes locked onto the head wizard. In one swift motion, Kent snapped his fingers, and a small spark of fire shot from his hand. The spark traced a perfect ground circle around him and his pets, forming a barrier of flickering flames.

"If you want my dragon, get past this fire ring alive. I won't mind surrendering to you then." Kent said in a leisurely tone while looking at the head wizard.

The ring of fire appeared ordinary, dying even to the onlookers. But the head wizard, suspicious and unwilling to be outdone, extended his spear forward to test the flames.

The moment the tip of the spear touched the fire, the metal began to sizzle, then corrode, the weapon disintegrating as if consumed by hell fire. The spear melted away in seconds, molten droplets hitting the ground with a hiss. Panic shot through the wizard's veins, and he hurriedly tossed the weapon aside, terrified that the flames would spread to his body.

"Wahhh...!!!"

"What kind of fire is this...?!"

"It just melted the sworn weapon of the crest wizard!"

Loud gasps rippled through the crowd as they witnessed the magical spear, a weapon imbued with enchantments by the Doom family themselves, melt like wax in the face of Kent's origin nirvanic flame.

Even the head wizard couldn't hide the shock in his eyes, though he tried to mask it with anger. The spear was a family crest weapon, forged with the finest magic, and yet here it was, reduced to nothing.

No one realized that they were standing before Nirvanic Flames, one of the most devastating fires in existence, capable of burning anything to ash.

For a long, tense moment, no one dared approach the ring of fire. The onlookers were frozen in place, their eyes wide with disbelief. The wizards stationed around the gate exchanged nervous glances, unsure of what to do next.

The head wizard, however, recovered his composure quickly. His pride wounded, he refused to back down. "Do you think this fire can save you?" he sneered, his voice loud and commanding. "Everyone, raise your spears and ready your spells! We will not let this criminal escape! Attack on my command!"

The head wizard gulped. "This masked man, Princess, he—he was causing trouble. He refuses to show identification, and he carries a dangerous beast. I was simply doing my duty to protect the city."

The princess's eyes flickered toward Kent, her gaze lingering on the baby dragon in his arms. A soft smile played at her lips.

"Is that so?" she mused. Then, turning to Kent, she raised an eyebrow.

"You... Do you know what could have happened if I had come a little late?" She questioned Kent while observing Kent from head to toe with curious looks.

"I know, that bald guy beside you could have died already." Kent looked pointedly at the head wizard, whose face twisted with a mix of anger and fear.

The princess, momentarily perplexed by Kent's carefree attitude. She stared into Kent's eyes, but she didn't find a bit of fear in them.

"Do you believe me now, princess? I'm just arresting this bastard," the head wizard snarled through clenched teeth, his face turning a sickly shade of red.

Before she could respond, a weak voice called from the ground. "Princess..."

It was the wizard who had fallen unconscious due to Kent's earlier slap. Slowly, he regained consciousness, his voice barely above a whisper. "He... he came with Frost family lady Lily. He is our-enemy."

The princess's expression shifted instantly, her eyes narrowing as she turned her full attention to Kent, now with a serious and hostile gaze.

Already a large number of wizards gathered around due to the presence of the princess.

"Raise your weapons and beat this bastard without leaving a bone!" Her voice rang out, sharp and commanding.