Chương 721: A Pair of Withered Hands

Lucas didn't believe in such things in the past. There were no ghosts or gods in this world, but now… he believed it. He had no choice but to believe it. He had seen it with his own eyes.

Amelia recited it again. This time, the wind was strong and surrounded her. William was stunned! F*ck! Impressive, awesome! He could actually learn such powerful spells?!

William immediately followed suit. However, other than the sound of insects, there was no sound of wind.

William: "…" It must be because his tone was wrong when he recited it! These nine words had a certain arrangement pattern. Every word was separated by a few seconds. If the spell took effect according to a certain arrangement pattern, then as long as he calculated the time between Amelia's words and the time she stopped, infinitely close to the time she took to recite these words, it would definitely be effective!