Ronan's body stiffened, his facial skin taut.
The effect of the [Detection Skill] had not yet completely faded.
In his eyes, which glowed with white light, the tattooed man in front of him was as conspicuous and dazzling as a giant illuminated light bulb.
"Advanced... Apprentice..."
Ronan spoke a few words with difficulty, "Black Robe."
Only the spiritual power emanated by an Advanced Wizard Apprentice could produce such an effect under the [Detection Skill].
The tattooed Black Robed man, upon hearing his words, slightly curled the corner of his mouth and suddenly reached out a finger toward Ronan; the Sword and Shield Skeleton that had almost slain Ronan with a single blow immediately received the command and strode towards him.
Ronan didn't say a word and immediately retreated, yelling at a group of Grey Robed Wizards who were scared silly by the sudden upheaval, still standing dazed and motionless, "What are you waiting for? Run now!"
