The Man's Decree

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.

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

Myriad Ghouls. Everyone stay

charm from her person, and with determination in her eyes, she bit

erupted, unleashing waves of yellow mist that enveloped the area. The disoriented group, including Jared, found themselves revitalized, their senses sharpened and alert

looked at Jennifer in surprise. He hadn’t expected her proficiency in charms despite her young

in the study of charm spells. Despite their modest cultivation level, they’re esteemed as among the finest in this field. Many practitioners across the southern region rely on the Summers family for their charms,”

under her breath. It became

you’re that girl from the Summers family! But with your level

down, unleashing a horde of malevolent spirits in the form of a dense

the suffocating black fog. However, her efforts seemed futile, as if her actions were mere whispers against

was their bodies plummeting continuously, as if a bottomless abyss

that moment, panic overcame Jennifer, while Catina and Feenix found themselves somewhat

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

intricate symbols on the ground with his foot. Array runes emerged and started rippling, 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

widened in sheer astonishment