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As his aura erupted, the Lich Old Man leaped high into the air, rising more than ten meters above the ground. With a lift of his right hand, a large mass of black vapor gathered and formed into a heavy, ghastly white Bone Spear.

The entire Bone Spear looked as though it had been made from the shinbone of some ancient giant beast. It was over two meters long and appeared to weigh several hundred pounds. Gripped in the Lich Old Man's hand, it swept forward violently, its tip aimed at Qiekafu as it plunged down like a falling meteor with overwhelming force.

Qiekafu's eyebrows twitched. He could tell that the Lich Old Man was prepared to risk his life, so he did not let his guard down. Taking a deep breath, he cast a Cyan Energy Shield before himself. Then, hiding behind the Energy Shield, he rapidly chanted a spell and prepared a magical counterattack.

Inside a distant cottage, Pandora watched everything through the window. She looked at Qiekafu, then at the Lich Old Man, her expression somewhat worried.

Then she suddenly thought of something. Turning around, she rushed to a cabinet in the corner, opened it, and took out a Crystal Ball. She gripped it tightly and activated it, and several streaks of colored light swiftly flashed within the Crystal Ball.

Blue Lake Manor.

In the night, Blue Lake Manor was quiet. The servants had long since gone to sleep, and only Richard's study was still lit.

Richard sat before his desk. Spread across it was the scroll given to him by the Lich Old Man, which recorded several powerful ancient spells. He was studying it intently.

"Hmm..." After carefully reading the final spell on the scroll, called God of Death Scythe, Richard stood up, rubbed