"Impossible!" Wizard Gus exclaimed.
He watched as the forbidden spell he had been arduously preparing was simply blown away by a gust of wind.
Although he was still in his Illusionary Realm, carefully dealing with the Great Witch, he didn't think there would be any problem trapping her in this predicament.
However, what he didn't expect was the slackening of his Illusionary Realm, a slackening over which he had no control.
The feeling was like someone suddenly lifting the tent he lived in, exposing him to a vast wilderness.
He did not even notice what kind of technique the opponent used...
His own Illusionary Realm had not been fully created and was literally torn apart by someone. This was quite a blow to him. At that moment, he didn't know what to do.
To be defeated by an advancing Gray Robe was a disgrace, not only an insult to him, Wizard Gus, but also an insult to the Black Crow.
