Evil and terrifying powers had ruled the world for a long time. If they fully complied with the Forbidden Curse Convention, they could not get rid of the evil and heretic forces.
Moreover, the Holy Shadow Apostle had the right to cast a forbidden spell without reporting to the Forbidden Curse Association. This was the Holy Shadow's privilege!
"Do you know what happened to this city before?" Mo Fan's gaze was razor sharp.
"I don't care. All I care about is to drag you back to the Holy City." Clark pointed at Mo Fan.
The Forbidden Cage grew increasingly strong. Its imposing aura spread several kilometers away. If there were Demon Lords nearby, they would certainly charge at them with the intent to murder.
Mo Fan sucked in a deep breath. The forbidden spell was threatening. Mo Fan had to hold the spell back with his Black Dragon Armor.
What concerned Mo Fan was not his own survival but the survival of Magic City.