Pompeii Town, ground level.
More and more Truth Society Wizards emerged from all parts of the town. Some rose into the air, sealing off the sky and cutting off every possible direction Richard might use to escape.
Around the square, under Qiekafu's command, the powerful spells prepared by numerous core wizards were gradually nearing completion. Strong energy reactions could clearly be sensed within several hundred meters, as if a powerful Energy Field had formed. The air was affected; arcs as thin as strands of hair appeared and vanished from time to time, adding a touch of brilliance and mystery.
Before long, all the spells would be complete. At a single command, the torrent of energy could drown Richard and kill him.
That was what Qiekafu believed. Looking at Richard, who was panting atop the stone tower in the southwest corner, visibly weakened, Qiekafu still felt lingering fear over Richard's sudden burst of attack power earlier. But he did not doubt that the final victory would belong to the Truth Society.
Even if Richard could repeat that previous burst of attack power, it would not change the outcome—after Richard killed a dozen or several dozen Truth Society Wizards, the remaining wizards would still be enough to break through Richard's defenses and kill him a hundred times over.
Perhaps it was regrettable that they could not capture Richard alive and make him confess his crimes. Supervisor Long Mei Er was bound to be somewhat dissatisfied, but there was no time to worry about that now.
Richard had brought this upon himself.
"You brought this upon yourself." Qiekafu shouted toward Richard atop the stone tower. "Can't hold on anymore, can you? Now you know how formidable we are. Then die!"
"Lock onto him!" Qiekafu raised his hand high and gave the order.
"Get