C187 Death of Baal(2)

The white bone cane in his hand suddenly hit the ground. Rumble, circle after circle of light rippled from the staff, forming a translucent black wall of air, blocking the path of the huge five-colored flying wheel. The flying wheel spun rapidly, like a sharp cutting machine, when it hit the wall of air, it actually produced bursts of black sparks.

Ba Lee let out a screech