What?

All at once, Old Skeleton exploded in fury and immediately ran toward the exit.

“Nameless, get your ass out here! One of us has to die today!”

However, something strange happened.

Right after Old Skeleton took a step forward, he bounced back as if he had just banged into something. It hurt so much that the man let out a painful shriek.

Restrictive Spell!

Someone must have cast the Restrictive Spell on Old Skeleton, confining him within a small space.

Zeke could hardly believe that there was really such a spell in the world.

Ancient scripts recorded that only those who had reached the Ultimate Class were capable of performing the Restrictive Spell, and the duration which the spell lasted depended on the skill level of the spell caster.

For the past century, the Restrictive Spell remained a legend as no one had been able to reach the Ultimate Class to prove its existence.


Zeke did not expect that his Master Pietro had already long surpassed that level.

Not only that, but he must be exceptionally powerful, given the duration that his spell had lasted.

Zeke was getting increasingly curious about Pietro, whose status in his heart had been instantly elevated.

At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder why his master had not chosen to kill Old Skeleton but had imprisoned him instead.

Old Skeleton yelled toward Zeke, “Young man, get Nameless in here and I'll impart all my skills to you!”

“Sorry, I lied to you just now,” Zeke replied.

Filling with rage when he heard that, Old Skeleton bellowed at Zeke continuously, “You punk! How dare you lie to me! I'll rip you apart and drink your blood!”

“I don't think you're capable of that,” Zeke replied nonchalantly.

“Do you really think so?” Old Skeleton replied with a frosty smile on his face. “Well then, let me show you what I'm capable of!”

Right after he finished speaking, a gush of strong energy suddenly exploded from the man, spreading into the surroundings.

The aura released by him was comparable to that of a King Class warrior!

However, that energy was limited to a three-meter radius from the man, and no traces of it could be detected outside of that.

It seemed like the Restrictive Spell that Zeke's master had cast on Old Skeleton back then was to restrict his movements to a distance of three meters.

Even though that was the only freedom he was allowed, the fact that he had managed to survive so many years proved that the old geezer had exceptionally strong willpower.

“Did you see that? I'm a King Class warrior,” Old Skeleton threatened. He then continued, “From what I can feel, you're just an ordinary human being after losing your powers. How can a normal human being fight against a King Class warrior like me? Doesn't that sound ridiculous to you?”

“If that's the case, try to kill me then,” Zeke said.

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