Chapter 42 Extraordinary Magic Realm

Ronan dashed forward over ten meters, when he saw Old Wells, Vinicia, and Wizard Barry, along with others, anxiously watching him from a few dozen meters away, not yet having run far.

Ronan, frantic with urgency, tried to shout, urging them to leave quickly, but the next second, he was locked in by a powerful and cold spiritual power.

His heart tightened, and he quickly turned his head to look.

He saw a Black Robe man in the distance coldly watching him, his eyes expressing a cold indifference as if he were looking at an insect desperately trying to escape.

He was chanting, uttering one strange syllable after another.

In the midst of the field littered with limbs and flesh, ghastly pale bones floated, converging towards the air in front of him, quickly assembling under an invisible force into the shape of a bone spear, with bloody runes flowing on the spear, pointing directly at Ronan, and in an instant, Ronan felt a sharp pain in his brow as if pricked by a needle...