As the Gray Dwarf Commander, Thorne naturally had some precious Magic Scrolls provided by the Dark Furnace Clan.
Previously, he thought it was completely unnecessary to use them.
But now, he had no choice but to use these rare Magic Scrolls.
"Get out of the way!" Loren exclaimed.
However, he saw that Raine didn’t dodge at all; instead, he held his Shield, lowered his shoulder, and bent his knees, seemingly intending to use the Shield to block. This shocked Loren greatly.
"This is a Third Level Spell, the Fireball Technique!"
Even a First Level Spell would cause magical damage if blocked directly with a Shield, let alone a Third Level Spell like the Fireball Technique.
Is this really something that can be blocked?
The fireball’s speed was extremely fast. Before Loren finished speaking, a head-sized fireball had already smashed into Raine’s dark Obsidian Shield.
In that moment, Loren’s heart thumped, thinking this was the end!
The favorable situation was completely lost.
But in a flash, he was stunned, witnessing an unbelievable scene before him.
The blazing fireball, like a rubber ball, actually bounced back after hitting Raine’s Shield.
"This..."
"Was it the white ice crystal on the surface of the Shield just now?"
Even more shocked was the Gray Dwarf Commander, Thorne.
When he came to his senses, the blazing fireball was already right in front of him. Unable to dodge, with a loud ’boom’, the fireball hit him directly in the face.
"Ah!!!"
In an instant, Thorne turned into a man on fire!
His lower body was icy cold, while his upper body was a blazing flame.
Under such cold and heat, even a body forged from iron could not withstand it, let alone a carbon-based lifeform.
For a moment, the subterranean hall was filled with the scream of the Gray Dwarf Thorne....
....
Meanwhile.
In a tunnel junction within the Thirteen Mine, a tall and slender figure held a bow and arrow, cautiously surveying the surroundings, frowning as she considered which tunnel to take.
Suddenly, she heard the screams coming from the left tunnel.
"Is there a battle?"
"Is it this way?"
Reya’s eyes lit up!
She was hesitating about which tunnel to take, and this sound just pointed her in the right direction; most likely, it was Raine and his group fighting there.
She quickly moved her long legs, advancing rapidly in the direction of the sound.
And in a tunnel near the subterranean hall.
A middle-aged man dressed as a miner, resting in a tunnel recess, suddenly stood up, tightening his grip on the dagger in his hand, having also heard the screams nearby.
After listening carefully for a moment.
This unassuming middle-aged man showed a mixture of alertness, anxiety, and anticipation on his face, muttering in a very low voice: "It seems like the screams of the Gray Dwarves...."
Immediately, this robust-looking miner, with a smile on his face, hurried towards the source of the sound.
....
In the hall.
Raine maintained his posture of Shield Reflection, seemingly in a daze.
In reality, it was because, at this moment, a large amount of insight into the Class Skill ’Ice Shield Reflection’ surged into his mind.
Logically, having just recently been promoted to Frost Lord, he shouldn’t have made such quick progress in his Class Skills, but it seemed that the consecutive successful reflections of Third Level Spells prompted these insights.
At this moment, he had new realizations in his mind.
Perhaps these insights weren’t enough to advance his Ice Shield Reflection to the Level 2 tier, but it was a solid step forward, not far from Level 2.
As the ice melted, the last of the screaming Gray Dwarf Thorne took a few more steps before collapsing heavily on the ground.
The scent of burnt protein quickly filled the subterranean hall.
"Mr. Raine, are you alright?" At this moment, Elise, running up from behind, quickly assessed Raine from head to toe, and after seeing no injuries, she breathed a huge sigh of relief.
"Mr. Raine is truly incredible!"
"I knew Mr. Raine would win!"
Elise smiled sweetly, dimples appearing on her charming face, her big eyes narrowing into crescent moons.
Raine pointed at the three lying on the ground, smiling: "Thank you, but I must also thank Royce and the others for helping me withstand the attacks; otherwise, it would have been much more troublesome."
"Oh, and thanks to Loren’s Spells, I could perform freely."
"Ah!" Only then did Elise realize that there were still three teammates lying on the ground, twitching. She hurried over to help.
And the conversation between Elise and Raine brought Loren back to his senses.
"Did we.....win?"
In extreme tension, Loren suddenly relaxed, and a wave of fatigue washed over him.
But the excitement of victory made him stare at the Shield-bearing figure before him, unable to move his gaze for a long time.
He still couldn’t figure out how Raine did it just now.
To actually use a Shield to bounce back a Spell?
Knowing that what was reflected wasn’t some Trick or a First Level Spell, but a Fireball Technique, a Third Level Spell!
Loren felt his long-standing Mage worldview starting to collapse.
What was the point of his hard work?
Spending decades or even longer to advance to a Level 5 Mage (assuming possible), only to be reflected to death by a single shot?
"Mr. Raine, just now, that was...." Unable to resist, Loren asked.
"Oh, it can be considered an ancient Magic." Raine chuckled.
Ice Crystal Reflection originating from the Counter-attacking Ice Spirit.