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.

locked onto Wilbur. It kept

move around. He

together after a few seconds and shouted, "Eye

spiral instantly appeared in front of

sucked into the black spiral

could easily handle that

the number of spells his opponent cast, it would appear that Wilbur

the moment Wilbur resolved the

immediately would be

a terrifying spiritual ripple

abruptly appeared in front of Osborn, stopping him

of light flickered as though it did not belong in that dimension. There was

quietly stood there, and he did

was a Higher Order spell that he could

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

unleash would not be so terrifyingly

Dimensional Arrow he could unleash was only a replica

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