Wyatt Barnes propelled himself forward by leveraging the spear-light he had himself created, sword in hand, charging towards Marshall Tyler's position, causing Tyler's face to drastically change.
At that moment, above Wyatt's head in the void, the images of a thousand ancient Horned Dragons he summoned appeared before Tyler's eyes, looking like a monstrous flood.
The clawing and biting images of the thousand ancient Horned Dragons grew larger in Tyler's view, assaulting his pupils and filling him with terror.
That was the power of a thousand ancient Horned Dragons!
Should they strike him, he would undoubtedly die!
"Elder Ghostly!"
Due to the Air Restriction Array, Tyler couldn't escape and could only plead for help from the remnant soul hidden within his body, his voice echoing urgently in his mind.
"Hmm?"
At the same time, as Wyatt, sword in hand, approached Tyler, he clearly saw a tiny black dot appear on Tyler's forehead, which rapidly grew in size.
