“Did you catch that?” Ozrell asked with a faint smile.
“Catch what? It seems like you didn’t do anything. Did you cast some kind of illusion spell on me just now?”
Jared noticed that nothing in the room had changed. Even the table that was shattered a moment ago was now intact in its original place.
It seemed like Ozrell’s spell had not destroyed anything and was using an illusion spell to show Jared a different sight.
“An illusion spell?” Ozrell scoffed. “Since you don’t get it, I won’t insist. Maybe my ultimate skill isn’t the right fit for you.”
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