Seeing the black fog bombs flying towards him, and he had no time to dodge, Shade simply stopped. He stretched out his left hand, and the flying red butterflies gathered into a red shield, blocking the first round of attacks. Then he swung his sword forward with his right hand, and while the silver light splashed out, the Night Watchman accurately broke each black fog ball. When the last sword was swung, the dark sword light broke through the white fog, melted the black fog, and was finally held by Earl Darak with one hand.
After the sword light and the earl were in a stalemate for a brief two seconds, the sword light dissipated, and the earl's right hand completely melted, but soon grew out again. Of course, this was not without cost, and his body became more and more transparent.
"If you become completely transparent, will you completely lose your mind? In that case, I won't waste my time."
Xia De said as he dropped the sword in his hand. Loud bells and whistles were heard from the white mist behind him.
The scorching steam mist merged with the surrounding white mist, but the huge brass ring in the white mist became clearer and clearer as if it was floating from a distance.
Four colors of spiritual light shone, and as Shade moved forward, a huge life ring followed closely:
"Count, then we don't need to waste time, please leave!"
As if in response to Shade's words, the Count, who was swollen like a corpse, roared miserably again. The black mist wrapped around him swept towards Shade like a tentacle, but as the runes of the deadly sin flashed, the deadly sin chains that flew out of his sleeves swept across and cut off the black mist one after another.
The ghost face black fog bullet was fired again, and this time 54 Rhodes cards flew out of Shade's pocket like flying knives. With the power of the red butterfly, the cards in the sky collided with the flying black fog bullets. With the help of the red butterfly, the hardness of the cards could temporarily counter the black fog with narrow power.
Chains, black fog, cards, red butterflies and black air intersected in the air, and the spiritual light above the life ring dispersed the thick white fog.
Seeing Shade approaching step by step, Earl Darak, who was floating in the air, could no longer hold back. He rushed towards Shade from the air with a sword in hand, wrapped in black mist. The attack from top to bottom was already quite intimidating, but Shade was not panicked.
He watched the Count approaching, gathering the huge spiritual power in his body. He raised his right hand holding the sword and pressed his index finger on the sword:
"silver... ... "
With a frown, inspiration suddenly came to him. The silver moon that was originally shining with extreme spiritual light dimmed, and the enlightenment of the witch's light suddenly flashed:
"Daylight ray!"
The fingertips accumulated a rich warm light representing the midday sun, but the positive energy did not radiate from the fingertips, but spread to the Night Watcher. The good compatibility between the Demon Slayer Sword and the sunlight made the silver sword emit a blazing light like the sun.
The light gathered at the tip of the sword, and as Shade thrust forward with both hands holding the sword, a huge beam of sunlight was shot out like a light cannon. The light cannon hit the black fog that was enveloping the earl head-on, and the black fog in the sunlight quickly melted as if it had encountered a natural enemy, revealing the earl Darak who had almost completely turned into a corpse ghost.
His skin melted quickly, but only death can defeat death. Relying on his strong immortality, when the panting Shade put down the sword in his hand, the earl just fell to the ground and was still able to get up.
"The Night Watch's enhancement of sunlight is much stronger than that of moonlight, right?"
The consumption of the "Sunlight Cannon" just now was too much even for Shade. As an angel-level relic of the same level as Grace and Helen, the biggest feature of the Night Watcher is actually to serve as a medium for casting spells and amplify extraordinary power. But as a sword against evil, its amplification effect on different magics is obviously different.
It’s not that the concept of “silver moon” is unjust, but that the concept of “sunlight” itself is too just.
Count Darak, who was severely burned, had already struggled to get up, holding the almost broken rapier, and rushed towards Shade again. Hit head-on by the "sunlight ray", his original human appearance was revealed under his melted skin.
His sanity seemed to have recovered a little, but he still chose to continue the duel. The rapier stabbed towards Shad's chest accurately and fiercely, and Shad raised his hand to block it with his sword. The chain of sin had been retracted, and the free left hand swung and slashed. As the arm fell, the bright yellow long sword cut off the right hand of Count Darak holding the rapier.
The sword fell to the ground with a clang. The count stepped back, covering his severed hand, and the hand quickly returned to normal.
Xia De did not stop there. The yellow moonlight sword in his left hand turned into a spot of light and disappeared. He took a step forward and took a deep breath. All the power of original death gathered in his left hand.
"Soul echoes..."
The soul crystal ring on the left hand was dyed black in an instant:
"Guide to death..."
The spiritual light of the life ring behind him burst out to the extreme, and this blow will be the final blow:
"Mind Explosion!"
The left fist swung out, creating a sonic boom in the air, but it did not travel very far due to the white mist. The soul power and mental power vented out, causing an illusory afterimage of Shade's fist.
The punch hit Count Darak squarely in the chest. With a sound like an explosion, the Count flew backwards and fell to the ground completely motionless.
He lay there on his back, with white ash constantly floating upwards from his illusory body.
Panting, Xia De rested for a while with his sword before walking over:
"When you add me and Father Augustus together, we're still pretty powerful."
The Life Ring slowly disappeared in the surrounding white mist. Apart from the depressions in the ground, the broken bricks, the dead trees and the almost flattened lawn, no one would know what had happened here.
Shad carried the Night Watchman to the Earl's side. Because of the effect of the combined magic, the Earl returned to his living form before it completely dissipated.
He stared at the sky with bulging eyes, and did not move at all when he heard footsteps.
"Still unwilling?"
Shade asked softly.
"If you suddenly died of illness and were given a chance to live again, would you be willing to leave again?"
the Count asked, his voice weak and hoarse.
Shade shook his head, but the Count, who was lying down, could not see this movement.
He bent down and reached out to grasp the earl's cold arm. White ash flowed out of his palm and floated towards the endless sky.
Shade pulled the Earl up:
"Let's finish the last round. Now it's the second round. The total score is one to zero. The second round score is two to one."
"I'm about to die, and you're telling me this?"
The Earl looked like he wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, but he saw that Shad's expression was very serious and he didn't seem to be joking.
Xia De looked into his eyes and asked seriously:
"Don't you want to play Rhodes? Finish this game before you leave?"
The Earl was stunned for a moment, then nodded with some relief:
"Yeah, we should end this game."
He seemed to have really figured it out at this moment.
Shade wanted to lend his spare deck to the earl, but footsteps were heard from the direction of the building behind him. It was Father Augustus, supporting an old butler who looked younger than him, walking out of the fog.
"Master Lawrence, your deck is here."
The sobbing old butler handed the deck of cards to the Earl. Shade also sat down and waved his hand, letting the flying cards return to his hand one by one, leaving afterimages.
The two sat on the ground. They didn't need to shuffle the cards or pick out the other cards that had been used in this round. They each drew their first hidden card. Then the Earl, whose body had already become transparent, took his second card first. After seeing that it was Flower 13, he flipped open the bottom card and took a look. A weak smile appeared on his face:
"I'm on hold, I'm 21."
He didn't turn over his cards.
"Count, are you trying to trick me? I noticed that you didn't reveal your cards."
"Why should I reveal it? I chose to stop playing, but I have the right not to reveal the bottom card until you choose to continue or stop playing."
This is indeed in line with the rules, but players who do this are usually using the "bluffing" technique.
"No, you have to turn over your cards."
Having already received his second card, Shade avoided the old butler and showed the card to Earl Darak of Campbell. The Earl looked at the card and his expression froze. Then a smile appeared on his face, a smile that truly came from the heart:
"So it's you. My wish actually came true."
Big City Player · 1853 Tobesk Champion, Suit: Star 12. When you draw this card, you have the right to see one of your opponent's hidden cards that has not been turned over.
When he threw the cards just now, he threw a deck with special cards.
Shade turned over the bottom card for the Earl who was almost unable to move, but the bottom card was not 8 points, but the Moon 5, totaling only 18 points.
"You are cheating me."
Xia De said softly, then checked his own card, which turned out to be Sun 9.
"The total is 21 points. John Watson won the first three rounds and won the second game. The score is 2 to 0. Mr. Watson won."
The priest announced, and Earl Darak shook his head slightly, looking at the young man whose face seemed a little blurry in the white mist. He had reached the limit of his life, and even his soul was about to leave. And at this last moment, he actually felt vaguely that the person sitting in front of him didn't seem to be a human, but some kind of indescribable terrifying existence:
"It's 21 again. Are you really blessed by the God of Gamblers? I accept the loss. The ancient fairy tale Sleeping Princess belongs to you. This doesn't count as burying it..."
He held out his hand to Shade, who helped him up. The Count now weighed as much as five or six little Mias.
"Mr. Hans, thank you for your hard work over the years."
The Earl said to the old butler:
"After I leave, please don't embarrass these two guests. The family's property and title can be distributed according to the will. Fortunately, I still have an illegitimate son. Thank you for your care over the years..."
His voice trailed off, and Shad felt the weight on him almost disappear completely.
"I understand, I understand... You should have left this spring. It is God's blessing that you can come back for a short time now."
The old butler lowered his head and wiped away his tears.
Xia De looked at the scene and suddenly frowned. He turned to look at Father Augustus and shook his head at him in a very covert way:
"You do it."
His lips moved, but no sound came out. The priest actually understood lip reading. Although he didn't know why Shade asked him to do this, he still came behind the earl without leaving a trace and patted the earl's back gently. The outline of the earl's transparent body completely dissipated, and the white ash floated towards the sky, towards that distant place.
"From dust to dust, from ashes to ashes. May God bless your soul..."
The old butler lowered his head, tears dripping down at his feet; Priest Augustus drew the holy emblem on his chest, closed his eyes and prayed quietly; Shad stabbed the sword into the soil in front of him, put his hands in his pockets, and looked up at the sky shrouded in white mist.
Sister Defulin burned the first nail brought by Shad, and Joey Barton took away the second nail that was defeated by Shad on the ice lake. Now the third nail, also with Shad's efforts, was successfully pulled out by Father Augustus.