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CHAPTER 222
Author: South Ashan
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The staff was a few feet away from the shaman, and staring at it, Jeremiah realized that he had never seen Obadiah be more than five feet away from his staff, which makes a lot of sense because a tracker-blocking spell has a small area of effect.

Obadiah must have created an artifact that has the tracker-blocking spell permanently active so that he doesn’t have to waste time and mana casting the spell himself.

As long as he was within the perimeter of the spell's effective range he should be fine because the moment he stepped out of it— accidentally or intentionally— he would be pinpointed by Dark Emblem and they would sure as hell come for him.

“It’s those bells on the staff in case you’re wondering,” Obadiah said and Jeremiah’s gaze focused on the jungle bells

“Anyway, while concealing myself from their tracking spells, I cast my own spell to hijack their communication channels— which I helped create, hence why I can do it— and I listen for any news on if they have figured out my l
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