...
"Eh?"
The moment Matthew saw those figures dressed like spellcasters, a strong sense of familiarity surged within his Insight.
This familiarity was not towards the spellcasters themselves.
It was towards the ether swirling around their bodies and the environment!
Two seconds later.
Skyfire surged tumultuously, the red fire clouds descended slowly like a Forbidden Spell determined to burn the Shadow Castle to ashes in the next moment.
However, the spellcasters did not seem afraid.
One of them, a skinny figure, flew forward seven or eight meters.
His face was obscured by a thick black mask, with only two rough holes carved around the eyes, revealing his slightly small eyes.
"Your Blasphemy?"
"Since when did the Demoness of Desire master Barthor's Skyfire Domain?"
The man's voice was young, but his tone was heavily taunting,
"Or is this just a shoddy illusion?"
As his voice fell,
a sudden short burst of low whistle came from his throat!
Instantly,
