The sky of the Belfast Royal Capital was filled with a low-level magic formation Fireball.
The shape of the magic formation was not much different from most Fireball spells often used by wizard or witch.
It's just that...
The unusual number of Fireball Spells caused some panic among people who didn't know what had happened at the gate of the Belfast Royal Capital.
Blupp... Bluupp...
Puuupp...
I could see the sin-eating slime that was already helpless when its main slime body was stuck in the gate and several large holes that I had created using the Purification Fireball.
"For a giant slime, you are much tougher than what I have ever fought. Compared to fighting a wolf that has been contaminated by negative energy corruption, you are much more tiring because you are running and I almost got left behind by you," I said while infusing my magic energy into the magic staff in my hand.
