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.

Curse of the Dead had locked onto Wilbur. It kept changing directions and

move around. He also formed

his palms together after a few seconds and shouted,

black spiral instantly appeared in front

the Dead was sucked into the black spiral and

could easily handle that spell without some knowledge of

Based on the number of spells his

the moment Wilbur

immediately would

terrifying spiritual ripple appeared

in front of

that dimension. There was no way of capturing it, so there was no

He quietly stood there,

Dimensional Arrow was a Higher Order spell that

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

Arrow he could unleash would not be so

dimensional-type spell, which was one of the hardest types to master. The Dimensional Arrow he could unleash was only a replica of dimensional-type abilities,

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