Chapter 391 ’No clothes, no corpses, no blood. It’s the perfect murder. The question is why is the f*cker helping me?’ Lith’s paranoid mind tried to walk a mile in the cursed artifact’s shoes.

A cruel smile appeared on his face when he believed he had found his answer. Lith wove all of his most powerful spells at once. He had a dirty job to do and didn’t want to prolong it one second more than necessary.

Lith moved outside the castle while looking for a bottleneck where the people forming the procession would be bunched together to inflict the maximum damage. He was plotting the best way to chain his spells together when Solus’s mind peeked into his own.

’Promise me you will not make them suffer.’ Lith replied with a telepathic nod.

A Raging Sun, a tier five War Mage spell, struck the middle of the crowd. Violet flames exploded in every direction, turning flesh into ashes in a split second. Those who tried to escape from the blast or were unlucky enough to survive it, discovered that all the escape routes were blocked by another tier five spell, Silent Reaper.

A small sized tornado had surrounded them and was closing in. Its edges spun slow, not sucking up but rather cutting everything they touched into a fine dust. When the two spells collided, the resulting blast leveled the block to the ground.

The humming sound turned from annoyed to angry, but Lith couldn’t care less. He kept track of the energy flow going from the ground to the castle through the spires. When the mana was about to reach the second to last magic crystal to be amplified, Lith shattered the gemstone with a Checkmate Spears.