He was allowed to learn the Holy Light Forbidden Technique that could restrain the power of the Necromancer Crown, but now he actually used the Wind Forbidden Technique of Baratheon!

"Haha, it really succeeded!"

Ailin laughed wildly.

But in the next moment, his face suddenly became solemn, revealing a resolute and cold look that was somewhat inconsistent with his age.

"It's almost done!"

"The Holy Light. Melt!"

A sharp chant gushed out of his mouth.

"boom!"

"ah!"

At the same time, the evil dragon wizard wearing a skeleton mask also screamed in pain.

The unimaginable pressure caused by the fluctuations in magic power was directly unable to bear it, and his knees were broken, making him kneel on the ground.

The magic power gushing out of the Necromancer above his head seemed to have completely burned.

It seemed like a purple-black sun was rising, and the space seemed to collapse.

"The Necromancer Crown was not damaged..."
Chapter completed!