The Era of Forbidden Spells Run Amok

"That was..." Olaf's pupils trembled.

"Grand Forbidden Spell!" The Witch-king of Angmar let out a shrill screech. The next second, he transferred the bladed Chain Hammer in his right hand to his left and pulled a ghastly white bone staff from beneath his tattered cloak.

"Dark Etching!" Evil magic surged wildly from the Witch-king of Angmar's body, while War Cloud transformed into a sea of clouds and slammed furiously toward the Grand Forbidden Spell in the sky.

"Good grief! They dared block a Grand Forbidden Spell and still aren't running?" Roland clicked his tongue as he watched the sky over the distant plains burn blue and red. A closer look revealed flashes of dazzling silver amid the blue and red. Beneath that burning sky, a pitch-black cloud of magical power was holding back the descending Grand Forbidden Spell. The two spells strained against each other, endlessly tearing apart the surrounding space as each tried to overpower the other.

"You underestimate the Witch-king of Angmar too much!" Darian Nightblade said absently, fiddling with the Wind Listener Blade - Garuda as he stared at Roland. The two of them should have joined the battle as well, but everyone had rejected that idea. The reason for keeping Roland out went without saying; as for Darian Nightblade, someone had to keep an eye on Roland...

"That was Spatial Annihilation, a Grand Forbidden Spell cast jointly by the Storm Dragon and the Blazing Wing Fire Dragon!" Roland was stunned by the clash of magic. In his understanding, Grand Forbidden Spells were invincible, and Spatial Annihilation was the Grand Forbidden Spell he had personally seen most often in his life. It seemed to be the only one ever cast. Roland naturally revered the unrivaled destructive power of Grand Forbidden Spells. In his eyes, once