The Golem Mage

Prince Of Golems.

The audience was perplexed when they saw Alec relax his guard, almost as if he had given up any chance to defend himself.

Alec sighed after realizing what Dorian’s final move was all about.

He whipped his hand toward his Blood Changdao, which had been thrown aside during the heat of battle.

As a flaming whip materialized from his hand towards the weapon, it coiled around the hilt of the weapon, and with a gentle tug from Alec, the whip retracted, bringing the weapon back to his hand.

“Here I was thinking I could coast through this round without showing some cards, but you’ve lived up to your reputation as one of the Great Eight Academy captains,” Alec said, his tone grim.

“You’ve pushed me to the edge. I know I can’t match you in spells and mana, but if my guess is right, you’re running low on mana after casting spells beyond your rank “

“I initially thought the mana you absorbed from your undead army might have sustained you, but we both know you didn’t have enough time to refin