"This is bad."
After adding the spell to the priest, Shade took out the little book with difficulty. Using it required a price, so Shade did not dare to write anything too extreme. Instead, he dipped his finger in the blood he had vomited and wrote on the blank page:
"Even if a brutal and evil force puts me to sleep, I can wake up at the right time."
He did this to prevent himself from fainting, which would leave him without the last person to lead everyone to escape. Of course, it was a waste to use this precious relic in this way, but this was the safest thing he dared to write down if he rashly used a keeper-level relic.
In fact, he could also write "Shad defeated the evil god", but the cost would probably make him go to see Detective Sparrow immediately.
Dr. Schneider, who was currently fighting with Mrs. Lazoya, retreated to the door of the banquet hall as Shad struggled to get up again, his boots stepping on the red carpet that had shattered due to the explosion.
Behind the doctor, a brass-colored pentagonal metal ring was spinning at an unprecedented speed, with four-colored spiritual runes flashing above the life ring, but the doctor kept retreating and he could hardly hold on any longer.
"Why are you here?"
The doctor was also surprised by Shade's appearance. Seeing that his companions had fallen, he gritted his teeth and used his body to block Shade's sight:
"Shad, I have never mentioned to you the strongest power of the Ring Warlock. Logically, you should not know it now. But there is no other way. Please watch my power. After using this power, I may fall into a coma. If I can win, remember to take us all..."
A silver flash appeared from inside the banquet hall. The doctor took a step back suddenly, and a crack appeared on the life ring behind him.
"Watch out, detective! This is not a power that can be used lightly. The stage sublimation of the ring warlock is not that simple!"
Dr. Schneider suddenly shouted loudly, and with the explosion of suppressed power, a brand new figure appeared in the hot steam mist behind him.
Shade's eyes widened:
"This is... ... "
... ...his 'alter ego'.
"What's the doctor going to do? Wait!"
Shade, who was standing by the wall, twitched his nose violently. In the blood mist, he smelled a very obvious smell of sulfur. He seemed to hear wild laughter, he seemed to hear low sobs, but he heard nothing:
"Sulfur? Wait, Professor Sanchez said the doctor might have something in mind..."
Xia De didn't expect that the first time he came into contact with the truth would be at this time.
A figure emerged behind the doctor, his face unclear due to the steam and mist. He stood behind the doctor, almost symmetrically with the doctor across the life ring.
Then, the tall and vague figure in the steam raised his right hand together with Dr. Schneider. Their voices overlapped, but whether it was the doctor's Draerion language or the strange and evil language of the tall figure, Shade could understand them all.
The roaring wind rushed into the corridor, and the light seemed to dim at this moment. A new power surged towards the doctor, and this space changed because of this power.
They both shouted loudly:
"The Hound of Light..."
Shad's eyes widened.
Behind Dr. Schneider, the golden Miracle Spirit Rune shone, and the brass Enlightenment Spirit Rune Hound broke away from the ring and floated to the center of the rotating brass wheel.
The voice became low, and the last half of the sentence sounded like the final whisper of life:
"...Running in a malicious dream."
The iron-colored whispers, the silver blasphemy and the doctor's own core spirit rune dream gathered in the center of the life ring. The five spirit runes connected into a whole and then emitted an identical silver light.
With this sound, all the light around disappeared, and darkness fell completely.
Shade completely lost his vision, as if someone had pulled him from the bright corridor into the abyss. A cold wind blew around him, and countless whispers and murmurs appeared in his ears, which was even more terrifying than the Dark Box losing control.
He felt like he was trapped in a dark quagmire, and felt like countless hands were pulling him. But a white light suddenly appeared, and he looked at the doctor who seemed to be standing in a dark mud puddle. The figure became blurred, and what he saw was the doctor, but what was reflected in his pupils was a hound emitting a white holy light.
“Is this the language of sublimation?”
The hound of holy light rushes forward along the dark path, pouncing on the enemy in this malicious quagmire dream.
The power of this moment cannot be described by the shallow-sighted outsider, but at this moment he actually felt the breath of decay that was extremely similar to that of the innocent creator of the old god who was about to fall.
The aura was majestic, but it also represented an end. This was not the power of an ordinary person.
"What exactly is the Ringwitch's Word of Ascension?"
The running hound of light seemed to draw strength from the ground beneath its feet and the sky above its head. It cut through the darkness and rushed forward. Lady Lazoya, who was also in this malicious dark dream, appeared and was hit head-on by the glowing holy white hound:
"Damn it, it's the language of sublimation! Where on earth did you come from, you lunatic?!"
The woman with her make-up ruined started to curse, but when she came into contact with the hound of light, her entire body seemed to explode from within and disappeared in the holy light.
The darkness around him receded the next moment, and the cold wind, whispers, and murmurs also left. Xia De smelled the thick bloody smell in the air again, and saw the blood mist floating in the corridor like a curtain.
Looking forward, the hound had disappeared, and Dr. Schneider, who had lost consciousness, fell straight on his back in front of Shade. Shade had never seen this respectable psychiatrist in such a state of distress. He closed his eyes tightly, and his face looked like Detective Sparrow Hamilton who was about to die a week ago, but at least he was still alive.
So Xia De also reached out and touched the doctor. He didn't expect that the greatest role he played in this battle would be like this.
"Why hasn't Miss Anat come back yet? Do I need to touch her later?"
If the target was not seriously injured and was not susceptible to the effects of the spell, Xia De would definitely touch himself first.
He struggled to get up, wanting to move the doctor, priest and female writer together, waiting for Miss Anata to come back and take them away. But at this moment, the door of the banquet hall, which was in a mess and was losing dust and wall paint, was suddenly filled with a sound again.
Xia De looked up and saw that Madam Lazoya, with blood all over her head and looking like she was only breathing her last breath, had actually crawled out from the wreckage of the banquet hall door:
"Your friend is crazy."
She looked like she was about to die, but she still looked at the masked Shade with crazy eyes and her tone was particularly scary.
Later, Xia De saw that the woman's scarred and almost charred left hand was holding her severed right hand.
She pressed the broken hand with her chin, took off the pebble ring on the broken hand with her left hand, and kissed it gently.
"Oh~ No!"