Aiden and Conrad gazed at each other from a distance. Before he could react, Aiden suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart as if all his blood had frozen solid.
His heart stopped beating, like a toy with a missing gear, it came to a halt all at once.
The black mist began to spread in front of his eyes, and Aiden no longer felt the presence of his own body.
"If you hadn't used the divine word in advance, you would stand no chance at all," Conrad's expression was as rigid as that of a puppet, "As an enemy of my master, you are utterly unqualified."
A desolate domain spread out from him, painting everything within with a layer of pale color, and the vital forces of all living beings began to drain away. The people around inexplicably began to feel weak, and the decorative potted plants in the corners of the lecture hall withered rapidly within the domain.
