He felt a slight tingling sensation as if his entire body was being pricked by needles, and it was a little uncomfortable.
However, garen was not afraid of the future. He looked at Halius quietly, and did not even try to interfere with his spell.
This was an absolute confidence in one's own strength that had been cultivated from countless higher level battles.
If it was the current garen, he would not have had the confidence to do so and would not have allowed the other party to cast his spell.
Then, endless spiritual energy of death surged and gradually condensed into the outline of a giant spear that was ten meters long.
11-circle legendary Necromancer spell-all-destruction spear!
On this pitch-black spear, faces could be vaguely seen. If one listened carefully, one could even hear the wails and cries of the dead.
