He flicked his finger, and the ghost fire silently shot out. As the black flame traversed the lava, it didn't stir any ripples. The intensely dense fire attribute free energy particles in its path were automatically absorbed, and with each absorption, the flame's volume would slightly expand, the color changing from pure black to black with dark red streaks.
This is the terror of the ghost fire. In an environment with an abundance of fire elemental particles, its power will continue to grow. The more it absorbs, the stronger it becomes.
At the exact moment Duke made his move, the Lava Spirit also released a dark red fireball from its palm. The fireball, carrying the remaining power of a near-death Level 3 life, howled towards Duke.
But the Lava Spirit forgot one thing: it was not actually battling a Level 2 Mage, but racing against its own death countdown.
When the ghost fire and the dark red fireball met in the air, there was no physical collision.
