Ethan spoke with a mocking tone, a cold laugh escaping his lips, "Do you really think you can defeat me with this forbidden art? You are too naive!"
Dart finally completed chanting his spell.
With a loud shout, a black beam of light shot out from his hands, heading straight for Ethan.
This beam was unlike the warmth and brightness of sunlight; it carried a chilling and terrifying aura.
Its light was black, reminiscent of the eyes of a demon rising from the abyss, instilling unspeakable fear in anyone who beheld it.
The emergence of this dark light rendered everything around eerily silent.
The vitality nearby seemed to be drained, leaving even Ethan feeling a sense of suffocation.
This was the forbidden art - Dark Impact, possessing immense destructive power, capable of instantly obliterating everything in its path.
Ethan was not intimidated by this formidable force.
