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My Ruthless Archmage (4)

The area was shaken by a loud explosion that was unmatched by any other before, and even August's barrier, which had been put in place, began to show cracks all over it since it had grown so frail and was now susceptible to being broken like a thin piece of glass with only one blow.

There was no time to celebrate, though.

My vision blurred and my state of consciousness become foggy.

Blood was pouring out of my wounds like I had taken a bath in a tub full of it, and my body was screaming in pain.

~Swish!

However, the battle had not yet been won because the Barrier was still in existence, alerting us to the fact that its caster was still alive inside that cloud of dust.

Nevertheless, even I realise that I could not have killed August with that attack, and I had no hope of doing so.

My primary goal was to harm him, waste the time, and deplete his mana.

So, without wasting any time, I grabbed my strongest healing potions and hurriedly began downing them.

However, I was short on time and c
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