After understanding his own identity, the Earl was no longer the frail ordinary man. The old butler covered his face and squatted down, making a sound of crying.
Shade looked at Priest Augustus:
"I definitely can't beat him, you said you could handle it."
Outsiders are very self-aware.
"You misunderstood. I'm not saying that I can deal with the person who came back from the dead. I'm saying that I can help you deal with him."
The priest said, and walked towards the door first. Shade put away his Rhodes card, picked up the long sword placed by the wall, and followed him:
"Shad, remember, in the world of the living, I am just an old and feeble man."
He had his back to Shade in the corridor, but when the priest turned around, the charred black wings that spread out at that moment made him look like an angel descended to earth:
"All I can do is provide you with strength."
The dim sunlight shone through the mist and onto Rat Augustus from the window at the end of the corridor. He looked very serious:
"Shad Suellen Hamilton, do you know angels?"
"Yes, there was even a mortal soul that was sublimated into an angel before me."
Shade also answered very seriously. This was the first time that the priest took the initiative to introduce himself.
Father Augustus was obviously shocked by Shade's answer, but fortunately he adjusted his mood in time:
"Do you know the original angel?"
"Yes, an angel belonging to the ancient god of death, also known as the angel of death."
Shade continued to answer, and the priest nodded:
"Although it sounds incredible, I have a part of the power of the original angel. Pray to me, Shad, and I will use this power to bless you, just as I did before you entered the dark realm."
In other words, priests do not have outstanding combat power in the world of the living, but they can provide strength to others:
"What do I need to do?"
"Pray to the Ancient Death and the First Angel."
As the priest spoke, he bit his finger and used his blood to draw a holy emblem on the palm of his left hand. The symbol represented the purest death:
"This is the holy emblem of the ancient god."
Shade nodded, drew the holy emblem in front of him on his chest, and then said softly:
"May the first death be with me, and may the angel of death bless me."
The wings behind Priest Augustus fully spread out, and he placed his right hand, which was painted with the blood-red holy emblem, over Shade's head:
"May death be with you."
A chill, a chill that literally made the soul stiffen, flowed into his body from the top of his head. Then, the chill that seemed to be able to extinguish all the flames in the world quickly combined with his soul. In that strange power, Shade seemed to have returned to the beach in front of the Land of Death, as if he was once again looking up at the silver moon above his head with the thousands of souls on the water.
Stranger, you feel the whispers.
Shade was almost certain that the source of the "first angel" power of Priest Augustus should be the level 0 relic out of control incident that he encountered when he was young. It was precisely to investigate this incident that the priest chose to become a correspondence ring mage of Saint Byrons instead of a church ring mage.
The illusory wings flashed behind Shade, and his body temperature gradually dropped as the power poured in.
Shade felt the power. Unlike the all-round enhancement provided by the witch jewelry, the blessing given by the Augustus priest was more obviously reflected in the application of the power of "death". As long as one can withstand the chill that is the same as the most real death, even an ordinary person can become a transcendent who controls death.
The red butterfly flew out from his fingertips and landed on Shade's shoulder. The power of this second red butterfly was completely absorbed by Shade, and with the blessing from the priest, he was confident that he could complete the next duel.
"How does it feel?"
The wings behind the priest disappeared and he looked very tired.
Xia De nodded:
"Don't worry, I won't lose."
I shook off the gray cloth wrapped around the long sword, held the scabbard in my left hand, and slowly pulled out the long sword with my right hand. My heart was clear, and the bright yellow rune of the sword slashing the devil radiated light on the sword.
The priest leaning against the wall smiled:
"When I was young, I was even more handsome than you. Go, Shade, I will wait for your good news."
After preparing the spell materials and putting on the necessary ring, Shade walked out of the mansion and came outside. The courtyard was foggy and he couldn't even see the wall of the yard when standing at the door of the building.
When they arrived at the yard, they saw Count Darak holding a rapier, standing on the path in front of the fence gate waiting for Shad.
He looked very different from a living person. He was at least 10 inches taller than before, with no shadow in the fog. The blue veins on the back of his hands and face kept trembling. Judging from his expression, he was suppressing his anger and desires in his heart.
Seeing Shade coming with a long sword in hand, the Earl's eyes, which had turned completely white, quickly scanned Shade's heart and throat, and then raised the rapier in front of himself:
"Mr. Watson, let's get started then."
He walked towards Shade holding a sword in his right hand, took a lunge with his left leg, and thrust forward with his right hand. Shade did not dodge, but swung his sword forward.
Dang~
The rapier was blocked directly, and as the earl immediately retreated, Shad's sword, which was slashing at him diagonally, fell at his feet.
Two lights flickered in the white mist, the silver light of the Night Watch and the light of the rapier. The clanging sounds came one after another. Shade relied on the sword skills taught by the Night Watch, and the Earl relied on the skills trained over the years. For a moment, neither of them had the upper hand with swordsmanship.
"Mr. Watson, have you practiced swordplay as well?"
"Yes, I practiced for three hours in the mountains yesterday."
He dodged the rapier by leaning sideways, then held the Night's Watch with both hands, swung the long sword upwards, and blocked the rapier. While the Earl's body was unbalanced, he took a step forward, turned around, and slashed back. Before the silver sword mark in the air dissipated, the blade had already cut a slanted mark on the front of the Earl's black coat.
"If that's the case, I'm not polite."
The Earl said in a low voice, then he took a step back, his body color faded, and he disappeared into the mist.
left.
Shade held his breath and concentrated. The blade of the Night Watcher's sword drew a streak of light in the fog. The unique sound of cold weapons colliding could not be heard too far in the fog. The sweeping long sword accurately deflected the thrusting rapier. Then Shade twisted his wrist and swung the sword with one hand, pressing the rapier to the ground:
"The other party's strength is not stronger than mine!"
He thought to himself that while the Count was trying to wrestle with him, he raised his left foot and kicked forward, kicking the Count into the fog again.
The revived ghost disappeared, and Shade closed his eyes, and as the voice in his ear gave him a hint, he turned and slashed diagonally. The night watchman glowed slightly the moment he touched the rapier, and Shade opened his eyes and held the sword with both hands, using up all his strength to slash diagonally, and relying on his strong physical fitness, he swept diagonally upwards.
Earl Darak, who was becoming more and more inhuman, had to retreat. Shade took another step closer with his right foot and chopped down with the sword raised high:
"Oh!"
The coldness flowed down his arm and gathered into the sword, and the sword light composed of dark light swung forward. The cold black light suddenly appeared, and the white mist that came into contact with it was wiped out. This sword light originated from the power of angels and went straight through Earl Darak's body.
The latter groaned, and his body became more transparent. He immediately floated backwards and disappeared into the fog again.
"He's injured."
Xia De snorted, stood there with a serious expression, and suddenly rolled forward—
Boom!
At the place where Shad had originally stood, the tall earl descended from the sky with a sword in both hands and struck down heavily. As the ground shook slightly, spider-web-like cracks quickly spread around.
Before Shade could get up after rolling to avoid the attack, he heard an inhuman roar coming from the Earl's mouth. He squatted on the spot and opened his mouth wide to face Shade. As Shade rolled to the side again, a gray beam of light broke through the white mist and shot out from his mouth, sweeping from left to right. The withered grass on the ground and the trees beside the yard, under the contact of the gray beam of light, decayed rapidly as if their growth cycle was accelerated.
Xia De didn't dare to try what it was. He climbed up with one hand and leaped into the air with the power of the spell:
"Isn't it a sword fight?"
A gray beam of light immediately swept towards the sky, as if trying to cut through the curtain of white mist, but Shade in the sky had already disappeared.
As the half-crouching count closed his mouth in surprise, the stranger who appeared behind him swung the long sword with a black glow in his hand and chopped it diagonally, letting the blade chop down at his neck until it got stuck in his hard shoulder blade.
"you... ... "
The Earl turned his head 180 degrees to look at Shad, and when the Night Watchman touched his body, black smoke with a corpse-like smell came out.
"Give up? It seems that I won. I can let you leave with dignity..."
Shad looked at him.
"If I were you, I would say the same thing. But I really can't accept it. Why are you all still alive?"
He seemed unable to suppress his emotions. Black mist floated out of his pores and his whole body seemed to be swelling and about to explode.
Shade immediately retreated, and the suppressed anger finally erupted at this moment. Black air burst out from the earl's body, and the powerful impact force even flattened the lawn, knocking Shade and his sword far away, rolling on the ground twice before climbing up.
Looking up again, the dark fog was wrapped around Earl Darak, making him look incredibly strong. The black fog was even corroding and transforming the surrounding white fog. In the fog, densely packed wailing human faces were surging.
As the count stood up with his rapier in hand, his feet left the ground and floated in the air, he waved his left hand and black mist bombs in the shape of human faces shot towards him like a series of raindrops amid the sound of sonic booms.
“Is this getting stronger?”
Xia De hurriedly dodged to the side, but the stone chips splashed by the black mist bomb hitting the ground still scratched his right leg. Fortunately, it was only a superficial injury.