A Man Like None Other

The man’s face contorted into a sinister expression, sending shivers down the spines of Jared and his companions. With a swift motion, he produced a mysterious charm from his pocket.

It was adorned with eerie etchings of malevolent spirits baring their fangs and claws. As soon as the charm was revealed, an ominous breeze swept through the air, casting a chilling aura over Jared and his comrades.

In a low, guttural voice, the man muttered incantations under his breath, weaving a dark spell. Suddenly, the charm erupted, unleashing a horde of malevolent spirits in a chaotic burst. Following that, enigmatic array runes enveloped Jared and his companions.

“Who would have thought that such a high-level charm existed in the Ethereal Realm…”

As Jared observed the charm unveiled by the mysterious man, astonishment washed over him. In the Ethereal Realm, even the simplest communication device demanded a price, and the skill to craft charms was a coveted rarity.

It struck Jared as truly remarkable that this man possessed the ability to produce such an advanced and potent charm.

At this moment, Jared found himself thinking of Flaxseed. If Flaxseed were here, this man’s charm would pale in comparison, akin to mere discarded trash. After all, Flaxseed was no ordinary practitioner but an advanced charm master.

aura that saturated the air. The group found their vision blurring, heads spinning with dizziness in the

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her person, and with determination in her eyes, she bit her finger and deftly

disoriented group, including Jared, found themselves revitalized, their senses sharpened and alert once more in the wake of Jennifer’s

hadn’t expected her proficiency in charms despite her

Summers family specialized in the study of charm spells. Despite their modest cultivation level, they’re esteemed as among the finest in this field.

forehead, focused on muttering incantations under her breath. It

with your level of skill, you think you

unleashing a horde of malevolent spirits in the form of a dense black fog. The

a series of whirlwinds with determined movements of her palms, aiming to disperse the suffocating black fog. However,

felt was their bodies plummeting continuously, as if a bottomless abyss lay beneath their

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a smile, calmly saying, “There’s no need to panic. It’s just a minor charm. I’ll break it for

creating a palpable change in the atmosphere. Suddenly, a brilliant spiritual light shot up toward the sky, piercing through the oppressive black fog. The radiant light not only dispersed the darkness but also engulfed the countless malevolent spirits, causing them to vanish without

sheer astonishment as she