Some golden arrows of light fell, passing directly through the center of the skulls of several people who looked up, and then pierced under their chins and stomachs, and the blood spurted from the bottom up like several red fountains, staining their faces and bodies red because of the fear pumping their hearts at high speed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The person standing next to him screamed in horror, forgetting all about the spell casting process he had just mastered, and would only push the people around him desperately to squeeze out an escape route for himself.

Carter shouted, "Calm down!"

"Can't get out!" There were shouts one after another from the crowd.

"Die here!"

Seeing those golden sword arrows getting closer and closer, most of the people's eyes were already unable to open due to burning pain, and they only screamed with their hearts, no matter the direction, they only squeezed outward.

"Calm down!" Carter almost tore his throat: "Release the Forbidden Spell!"

When the people heard the cry, they shouted out one after another the mantras they had been practicing for several days.

But with little effect, they still felt the heat approaching, the thin clothes on their bodies seemed to be burned, and their faces were like sticking to a hot iron pot, and there was nothing in their sight but golden.

Carter didn't give up, and still led the people to sing as loudly as they could, and the people could only wail and repeat the two-word ancient imperial phrase.

But the visible effect was still not visible, like a huge round arch, and the outermost spike of light fell down first, smashing on the civilians standing on the edge.

In an instant, twenty or thirty people were pierced by the light, and they still opened their mouths wide, their eyes closed, and blood spurted out of the holes in their bodies, and after a long time, they lay down on the ground one after another.

Dozens of people were terrified, and finally issued the Forbidden Spell, the ripples of the spell spreading into the blazing air, and those sharp golden thorns diffused in the vibration, turning into a wave of heat that scorched their clothes the moment they pressed against their skin.

"Whoever can cast the spell, support the inner perimeter!" Carter commanded loudly.

However, no one listened to his orders, and those who broke through the first light arrow finally regained their sight, and they stepped on the corpses on the ground in panic and broke out.

However, before they could reach the place where the mage was standing, more golden light pierced at them, and some of the fleeing people were turned into scarred skins again.

The sight made the fleeing desperate, and they had no choice but to turn around and rush back into the terrifying light.

"If you want to live, you must obey my orders!"

"Whoever can cast spells, come to me!" Carter cried out blood in his throat.

The young lord was once a student at the Imperial Seminary, and was able to cast the Forbidden Spell with ease, and although it was very difficult to block the overwhelming light arrows, he was still able to ensure the lives of the civilians around him. Therefore, people kept rushing to him, hoping to find refuge.

The order fell, and those spellcasters who had just escaped from the brink of death were certainly willing to gather around Carter Larson.

Soon, more than twenty people who could release the forbidden spell gathered in the center of the golden light thorn.

Led by the lord, they meditated to the death, and everything around them turned into golden, flying particles, and they hissed and shouted spells with all their might!

The light thorns fell on top of their heads, touching their hair and skin, and they only felt that everything from the skin to the internal organs was going to melt!

If they regained their sight, they would be terrified, because some of their heads had been completely burned off, leaving only half of their bodies, while others had their faces completely blackened!

However, the glare of the light made them only scream in a heart-splitting voice, and the sound of countless incantations, mixed with howls, sounded like the mournful cry of a flock of crows, making one wonder if the inquisition dungeon and the gloomy dungeon had been moved to the center of the poppy theater.

As the screams became more and more piercing, more human brains were boiled and their bodies burned to ashes, and the Forbidden Spell finally had a shocking power.

A streak of light instantly exploded from the top of the crowd's heads, like a boulder that caused the calm water to explode into layers of ripples, with Carter Larson as the center, spreading in all directions, and even interfering with the casting of the mage group of the deep valley.

Within this layer of light, the air seemed to be still, the fiery temperature cooled down instantly, and the dense light thorns were bent and became like soft water pouring in all directions.

Under the vibration of the spell ripples of the forbidden spell, these flowing golden rays were torn to pieces, turning into bits of refracted light, which vibrated up and down as the ripples vibrated up and down, looking like the wind was blowing fine lines on the surface of a huge lake, and the sun was dancing on the top of these fine lines.

The moment of near-death just now allowed more people to master the forbidden spell, and even a sixty-year-old man released the spell the moment his eyes were blinded. Hundreds of people unleashed defensive spells together, gaining extremely terrifying power.

From the corners of the encirclement to the center, the magic power of all the casters joined together into a web, splitting the space in half, one half of which was a dazzling golden glow, and the other half was a still space that not even the wind could pass through.

The golden rain desperately tried to wash the trembling lake, and in some places large holes were torn open, but they were quickly compensated for by the power of the Forbidden Spell, and the fragile spell mirror was soon filled with golden light.

These golden rays of light were like corrosive fluids, constantly squeezing the calm space within the forbidden spell, and the film was about to be torn through under intense pressure.

The faces of the people standing in the light and rain were pale and almost paralyzed. They had never tried to draw their mental power so before, and the casters felt only dizzy, their brains buzzing, and even Carter Larson felt a burst of blackness in front of them.

"Victory, death!" Carter cried out through his blood-coughing throat, gritting his teeth.

His voice was unusually loud in a still space, and the threat of death made the civilians temporarily abandon their self-interested thoughts and be infected by their lords. Facing life and death together brings everyone together like never before.

"Victory, death!" shouted as they felt their throats burn through, and the blood-stained slogan echoed through the poppy theater.

As the unusually neat ancient emperor Chinese mantra sounded, an invisible wave spread from the center of the theater, like a giant sword, chopping the golden light raging everywhere into pieces and throwing it into the sky!

Several mages in Deep Valley City were even swept down by this shock, and their chanting was interrupted!

The thorns of light that were like a sea of gilded light just now all turned into fine sand and scattered in the air!

The entire poppy theater lost its brilliance in an instant, and the temperature suddenly turned cold!

The group of mages led by Rudolph was swallowed up by the forbidden spell and staggered back a few steps!