C1739 The Power of the Spiritual Weapon.

The corner of Zachary's mouth curled up into a faint smile. He raised his hand and the air around him distorted violently. The black gas that enveloped his body suddenly seemed to have met its nemesis and scattered.

Immediately after, an extremely cold air burst out from the center of his body.

"Crack! Crack!"

The cold air raged, as if it was going to freeze everything