The Fifth Level Wizard, draped in a dark red magic robe, stared at the patroller's remains turned into black ash on the ground, his brows knitted.
Experience told him that a creature with such a simplified body structure was likely artificial.
And after he destroyed the second patroller, he could basically confirm that his position had been completely exposed.
Since exposure was inevitable, it was no longer suitable to continue hiding.
The Fifth Level Wizard's spiritual power surged, instantly surrounding himself with three layers of shields with different attributes.
Once the defense was completed, his feet left the ground, preparing to swiftly soar skyward and exit this potentially surrounded area.
Just as his figure was about to rise, a faint ripple, like water waves, emanated from a space about a kilometer ahead.
"Spatial teleportation? Or concealment?" The alarm bells in the Fifth Level Wizard's mind rang loudly.
