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His vision was consumed by darkness, and Colin's consciousness was forcibly returned to his physical form.

When he looked at Queen Midela again, he saw the newly converted blood slave had been completely reduced to ashes.

Utterly dead.

What a shame that the forbidden spell was incomplete.

It had merely turned half of the Orc Emperor's arm to stone.

Nonetheless, Colin was not overly discouraged.

Originally, he didn't hold out much hope; it was more of an experimentation to let the ceremony carry on.

It matters little if the Orc Emperor didn't die; anyhow, Queen Midela received the punishment she deserved.

Colin, feeling satisfied, turned to walk toward the stairs.

Halfway, he turned back, gathered all his strength in his right hand, and slammed quickly into the ground.

Boom!

The basement shook violently as countless cracks raced across the floor like cobwebs.

Looking at the magic array he'd thoroughly obliterated, Colin nodded in satisfaction and left the basement.