The middle-aged man who looked like a deformed teenager, with his eyelids slightly drooping, exhaled deeply through his nose:
"Yes, I don't have any happiness worth remembering in my life. She is the only one I have. I have seen so many deaths and experienced so many things. It all seems to be destined."
Pitch-black pus flowed out from the palm of Xia De's right hand:
"Everyone is mortal, and you should understand that."
Joey Barton's eyes seemed to be glowing at this moment. Shad was determined to witness the epic of the Sixth Epoch, and he was also determined to find his beloved:
"Yes, all mortals will eventually die, and all things will eventually perish. So, if Midhill Castle is destroyed because of this, then this is what fate has determined. If millions of people die here, then this is their destined death."
"In this case, Joey Barton, we are no longer friends, and I will definitely stop you."
"Mr. Watson, yes, if you want to stop me, then we are enemies! I really admire you, but our paths are not the same..."
Before he finished speaking, a dark streak of light fell from the fog. At some point, a huge figure in a black robe appeared in the thick fog behind Joey Barton. The Grim Reaper's scythe fell with the gesture of bringing the end of all things, and even the surrounding fog became thinner.
He did not hold back at all in this attack. However, the dark light that seemed to be able to penetrate everything did not touch the cold and solid ground in the narrow space.
Shade raised his dark arm, which was already covered with pus, and held the fallen sickle tightly in his hand:
"Sorry, I'm immune to instant death attacks."
The demonic power slowly dissipated as it came into contact with the sickle. Eventually, Shad was left holding the huge sickle with his bare hands. It could not bring Shad to the end of his life, because Shad had already understood the power of false immortality:
"All death is false to me. No one can bring me death except myself!"
Even as the Chosen One, Joey Barton couldn't keep the shadowy figure of Death behind him visible for long, and as the scythe disappeared, Shade also disappeared into the mist.
The short middle-aged man looked at the thick fog vigilantly, and then, dense red spots appeared in the fog. Looking more closely, they were translucent red butterflies flying in the fog, bringing bright colors to this black, white and gray world.
A brilliant silver light appeared in front of him, and as the silver light bloomed, a cross of light marks came straight at him. A short sickle appeared in Mr. Barton's hand, and he swung the weapon with all his strength. The sickle collided with the silver moon, and both disappeared at the same time.
At the same time, there was a sound of wind above his head. Shade fell from the air with his sword in both hands. Barton had no time to fight back and could only roll on the ground to dodge. But before he could stand up straight, the dark chains had already entangled his feet.
As Shad's right hand swelled into a huge black form again, he pulled violently, and Joey Barton was thrown into the air by the chain.
Relying on the demon's enormous power, Shade raised his right hand and swung the chain. The high-speed rotating chain even stirred up the surrounding white mist, making a noise that broke through the air.
When Shade felt that the chain's rotation speed had reached its limit, he released the restriction on the chain's length and stopped swinging it. Joey Barton, who was at the end of the chain of death, flew to the edge of the square with the chain like a cannonball, and hit the wall of the second floor of the gray building head-on, directly destroying the building with a muffled sound.
“Ahem~”
Before he could climb up from under the stone slabs of the ruins, the chain wrapped around his ankle tightened, and the chain dragged him out of the ruins again. Then a figure appeared in the air. Shade jumped high and reached down, falling from the air. Amid the sound of the earth shaking, he used his huge right hand to firmly press Joey Barton to the ground, leaving only his head outside the giant hand.
What Priest Augustus said was right. No matter how impressive the Death Scythe's effect of killing everything was, the chosen one, Joey Barton, was only a first-ring warlock before the ceremony. In the narrow dream where the power of the soul was prominent and even assisted by the power of the devil, he was no match for Shade.
"Mr. Barton, those who should leave should leave. Forcing those who have left to come back will only bring tragedy. Even if gods help mortals escape the punishment of death, mortals will have to bear a huge price. I have a good example around me. You are just a mortal, how do you want to bear that price?"
Xia De's dark palm exerted force little by little, and Joey Barton looked at the young man with a grim expression:
"But if I don't try, how can I know the result? Since this damn fate let her leave and let me know the way to bring her back, how can I not try?"
His eyeballs were bloodshot, and black mist seeped out of his pores:
“Ah~ah!”
With a roar, thick black mist burst out from his body. The power that burst out in an instant actually broke through the devil's palm and even knocked Shade away.
This is not the power of a first-ring warlock. Shad sensed a strong whispering element from the fog. This is the power of the narrow space.
By the time Shade got up, Joey Barton had already supported himself on the ground and slowly stood up in the ruins of the house. Then his feet left the ground and flew up. The life ring appeared behind him, still a ring, but the spiritual runes flashing with spiritual light were so abrupt and obvious:
Whisper—the narrow space between life and death.
"Is there any chance of such a thing happening?"
Xia De had a feeling that something was wrong.
"Mr. Watson, I beg your pardon, and may you rest in peace."
A dazzling black iron light burst out from the narrow space between life and death of the spiritual rune, and a layer of transparent water film that was very difficult to observe was rising from the surroundings, covering the area where the two were.
Although the scenery in his field of vision had not changed, the core spirit rune space-time was reminding Shade that the space was changing. The whispering element was becoming more intense, and the life ring behind Joey Barton, who was flying low off the ground, was getting bigger and bigger, until it expanded to be larger than any building in the mist.
The core spirit rune was Death Bird, and the first ring spirit rune was Cemetery Spirit Summoning, Black Hand, and Music Between Life and Death. The seven spirit runes were taller than Shade, and the expanding and radiating spiritual light seemed to be about to spit out energy beams in the next moment.
"Her" reminder came at the right time:
Outsider, you have entered the "maze".
"Maze lock?"
Xia De then understood:
"The narrow space between life and death is his puzzle lock? No matter how talented the chosen one is, isn't this too exaggerated..."
At this time, he could no longer hide his strength. A corner of the life ring appeared behind Xia De, and the little match girl and the kiss of the tree glowed at the same time. Even with three rings, he could not use the puzzle lock completely, but at least at this time, the snowflakes fell in the narrow space and the faint treetops rustled, showing the power of the puzzle lock.
He used his own incomplete maze to offset the opponent's power, but it only prevented Shade himself from being negatively affected within the opponent's maze.
Compared with the huge life ring, Mr. Barton in the air was like an ant at this moment.
He extended his right index finger, and a dark beam of light shot out like a sharp arrow. Shade dodged immediately, and then there was a dull bang, and all entities within a radius of 20 feet were blown away along with Shade and the flying snowflakes.
When he climbed up from the ground spitting blood, the place where he had just stood had become a deep pit.
I thought it was a point-to-point attack, but it turned out to be a range attack.
"This is not right. I am a third-level cultivator and even have divine power. However, under normal circumstances, I still cannot completely open the maze. How did he do this? Even if he has amazing talent, where does he get so many spirits?"
Joey Barton pointed with his right hand again, and Shade immediately pressed his right hand to the ground. Pitch-black pus gushed out, covering his entire body like an eggshell.
The violent vibration was accompanied by a muffled explosion. The demonic power barely protected Shade, but it still made Shade feel like his internal organs were injured. This was just a casual attack by Joey Barton, not his full strength at all.
If his perception was correct, Hazama was actively providing him with strength.
"I never thought that one day I would be pulled into a maze by someone else. I have always done this before... What should I do now?"
The demon rune on the palm of his hand faded, and the demon's power could not last long. Without Iluna's "Balance" to suppress the chosen one's talent, Shade would not be able to defeat the opponent.
“She” was laughing:
Run.
"Run? I want to run too, but this is inside a maze and I can't open it. Oh!"
The third and fourth beams of black light attacked together. Shad hurriedly jumped high into the sky. Before the explosion occurred, he used Ragley's jump to move another ten meters higher.
It was difficult to gain leverage at high altitude, and the huge black sickle fell towards Shade's face and slashed towards his body.
"Moonlight Greatsword!"
A clear yellow weapon and a holy silver weapon appeared in his left and right hands respectively. The two weapons were crossed above his head, and the next moment they were smashed to the ground together with Shade.
Joey Barton must be in the narrow room to use it to open the maze. He himself is still just a first-ring warlock.
"So the best place to fight is to stay away from the narrow space? Otherwise he can use this level of magic at any time?"
Xia De climbed out of the crack in the ground, and the vague voice of Miss Aurora came to his ears again:
"Shad, where are you now? Why can't we hear your voice? Also, the church has found Joey Barton's location. You will be able to see them in a few minutes. Is it convenient to retreat now?"
"I think I won't have a chance to see the people from the church. I'm in the maze. Can you take me out of it? It seems I really can't win this time."
The more important reason is that the Night's Watchman is not with him, otherwise what Shade is least afraid of is the maze.
"Maze lock? Oh my god, what happened? Wait five seconds!"