Chapter 842

Osborn stood in front of Rogan. The spiritual pressure from him washed toward Wilbur like a tidal wave.

The speed of his spell casting was too fast to be visible.

Osborn cast a spell almost instantly.

"Curse of the Dead."

Osborn struggled to point a finger at Wilbur as if that finger carried the weight of the world behind it.

A gray ball of light floated out from his finger and flew toward Wilbur.

That was an advanced spell, the Curse of the Dead.

It had a 50 percent chance of killing the target instantly.

There was a fifty percent chance of surviving, but no one would dare take the risk to fight the spell.

Wilbur teleported and moved around in the spacious office.

had locked onto Wilbur. It

just move around. He also formed seals with his

palms together after a few

instantly appeared in front of

Dead was sucked into the black

because he did not believe he could easily handle that spell without some knowledge of

on the number of spells his opponent

the moment Wilbur resolved the Curse of the

immediately would

ripple appeared

appeared in front of Osborn, stopping

belong in that dimension. There was no way of

Osborn had goosebumps. He quietly stood there,

Dimensional Arrow was a Higher Order spell that

it required a hundred and twenty-eight seals. It was very

the Dimensional Arrow he could unleash

the hardest types to master. The Dimensional Arrow he could unleash was only a replica

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