I Cast Forbidden Spells Until the World Breaks-Chapter 63 If You Are Acting, Commit to the Act
In that instant, all of Old Shipyard Port fell silent.
It was as if someone had pressed a pause button on time itself.
The sudden turn shocked everyone present.
No one expected Evan to use a Forbidden Spell.
No one expected him to pierce straight through Zayne’s chest with a single strike.
"Evan... won?"
"This is unreal. Is not a Forbidden Spellcaster supposed to be unbeatable at the same level?"
"Zayne was defeated by someone four levels lower?"
"Evan really went all in. He actually used a Forbidden Spell."
Voices overlapped as the crowd erupted in disbelief.
"Omar, you shameless old man."
"To win, you actually taught a Forbidden Spell to a student?"
Norton exploded with rage and rushed toward Omar, ready to fight.
Evan was talented, but with his current strength, he should not have been able to master a Forbidden Spell.
The only explanation was clear.
To win the Old Shipyard Port championship, Omar had sacrificed Evan’s future.
Seeing that the outcome seemed decided, Omar smiled calmly.
"So what?"
"There is no rule saying you cannot teach Forbidden Spells to students."
"You lost. Are you refusing to accept it?"
"Disgusting," Norton cursed.
The other principals also looked grim.
Using a Forbidden Spell placed massive strain on the body.
Evan was an SSS rank class with limitless potential.
Sacrificing a genius student for a title went against everything they stood for.
"Evan agreed to it himself," Omar replied calmly.
"So do not trouble yourself."
Forbidden Spellcaster or not, the championship would still belong to Redwood.
Nia stared blankly at the arena.
Her emotions were tangled beyond words.
She never imagined Zayne would lose to Evan.
That spear strike was terrifying.
Even she was not confident she could have avoided it.
She had wanted to defeat Zayne herself.
Now that he seemed on the verge of death, she sighed softly.
With death came the end of all grudges.
There was no need to hold onto hatred anymore.
She had warned Zayne long ago.
The power of a Forbidden Spellcaster came from burning life and future.
He never listened.
"If you had listened, maybe you would not have ended up like this," Nia murmured.
On the arena, Evan gasped for breath.
His face was pale.
Using Dark Dragon Fall had drained him heavily.
"So what if you are level eighteen?"
"You still fell to my spear," Evan said smugly.
"And who told you... that I lost?" Zayne lifted his eyes calmly.
"Your heart was pierced through, and you are still talking tough?" Evan sneered.
"It seems Forbidden Spellcasters have been gone for too long."
"People have forgotten how terrifying this class truly is."
Zayne slowly spread his arms.
"No one can kill a Forbidden Spellcaster."
"A Forbidden Spellcaster only dies to their own Forbidden Spell."
"Forbidden Spell Savage Death Rewind."
As Zayne cast the spell, a mysterious force erupted from his body.
The air around the arena seemed to freeze.
His heart had been pierced.
Yet Zayne moved as if nothing had happened.
He swung Starfall Skytrace and continued attacking Evan.
Evan’s expression changed violently.
A pierced heart, yet still this much power.
Was this monster even human?
At the same time, the Life and Death Bind Bracelets on Zayne’s wrist lit up.
Power surged through him.
His body began to recover rapidly.
The wound caused by Dark Dragon Fall closed at a visible speed.
It vanished completely.
The crowd erupted in shock.
No one had ever seen someone survive a pierced heart.
Was this man immortal?
Only a few people understood what had happened.
Kasady and the other examiners were among them.
"Savage Death Rewind?"
"That Forbidden Spell was lost long ago."
"To witness it in this lifetime is unreal."
"The Forbidden Spellcaster class is terrifying."
"They instinctively master Forbidden Spells."
"Trading lifespan to negate a fatal blow."
"This Forbidden Spell is truly one of the strongest."
"First negate death, then heal with equipment."
"This kid is terrifyingly calm."
"If he were not a Forbidden Spellcaster, his future would be limitless."
One examiner shook his head with regret.
Forbidden Spellcaster meant a short life.
That was an unchangeable truth.
Zayne pressed forward step by step.
Each swing of Starfall Skytrace carried overwhelming power.
Evan retreated again and again.
He had thought the pierced heart sealed victory.
Now he realized how foolish that thought was.
As defeat loomed, cruelty flashed in Evan’s eyes.
He had already used it once.
Using it again did not matter.
"Forbidden Spell Dark Dragon Fall."
Evan cast the Forbidden Spell again.
This time, he aimed at Zayne’s head.
Seeing the black spear erupt with blinding light and rush toward him, Zayne frowned.
He did not want to use Savage Death Rewind again.
Using it too often might expose things someday.
So Zayne raised his hand.
"Forbidden Spell Worldbane Thunderfall."
If Evan loved Forbidden Spells so much, Zayne would answer in kind.
Zayne slammed his palm forward.
Dark clouds instantly gathered overhead.
Lightning raged wildly across the sky.
It felt as if the arena itself would be drowned.
Boom.
A massive bolt of lightning crashed down from the clouds.
It struck straight toward Evan.
"Impossible."
Evan screamed in terror.
Both were Forbidden Spells.
Why was Zayne’s so overwhelmingly powerful?
He tried desperately to dodge.
The lightning was too fast.
He could not react in time.
The thunderbolt slammed into Evan.
His body was blasted away and smashed into the arena’s edge.
Evan was completely charred.
Electric arcs still flickered across him.
If his body were not twitching, people would have thought he was dead.
The arena fell into total silence.
No one expected this outcome.
One moment, Evan stood on the brink of victory.
The next, he was blasted into charcoal by a single strike.
The sudden reversal left everyone stunned.
Zayne stood calmly on the arena.
Then, as if he remembered something, he coughed up blood.
He collapsed to the ground.
His face turned deathly pale.
If you were going to act, you had to commit to it.
He had just released a devastating Forbidden Spell.
If he looked perfectly fine, that would only invite suspicion.
