The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5965

"What cursed art is this? Fall back!"

The Great Elder's voice squeaked at the edges, already losing substance. He clawed at the air, flooding himself with power, yet the drag answered laws beyond sheer force.

Third Elder‘s charm snapped first.

Jared heard nine sharp pops, each skull bead cracking open. The gray spirits caged inside walled once before the invisible funnel drank them down and spun their shrieks into raw, hungry power.

"No! My treasure!" Third Elder‘s voice cracked, slicing through the roar.