Chapter 129: He's Coming
Senior Byron sighed, a look of afterthought on his somewhat wooden face.
"Fortunately, that sorcerer-level evil spirit was not an evil spirit formed after the death of a sorcerer, but rather a new evil spirit that was incomplete as the many weak evil spirits coalesced under the bondage of the soul storm. This also caused his consciousness to be extremely chaotic, and although he has a main consciousness, his actions are often influenced by other consciousnesses."
Wright also added from the front in hindsight, "Luckily, Nick cast his emotional sorcery to influence the other party's consciousness while we were fending off the Evil Spirit. That's how we had a chance to escape, but Nick also nearly died due to his emotional breakdown, so Byron had to knock him out and bring him out first."
Hearing this, Saul looked at Nick, who was being carried by Senior Byron, with immense admiration.
Nick majored in emotion-based sorcery, and on a daily basis, he had to suppress his emotional changes so as not to affect the effects of his sorcery. However, it was also for this reason that once his emotions could not be suppressed and violent fluctuations occurred, he would cause harm to himself.
Saul suspected that this might also be the reason why he was delayed in advancing to the third level.
In Byron's subsequent narration, a few of them were fleeing when they realized that the evil spirits were once again catching up with them, and in their panic, they were actually separated from Wright.
Byron and Bill made the mistake of returning to the upper level of the crypt and bumped into Saul's pursuers shortly afterward.
That enemy was all silver and strong, but one on two was no match for Byron and Bill.
The enemy tested the strength of the two and immediately retreated back without further ado.
"If Saul's speculation is correct, then that silver-colored enemy is ... "Wright thought of Saul's previous encounter.
"It's Herman!" Byron was also certain of the enemy's identity, "One of the strongest third level apprentices in the Land Row Boat."
Why would the strongest third level apprentice of the Land Row Boat appear here?
The crowd didn't ask this question, but they all subconsciously thought of the four people killed by Bill. Could it be that any of those four people were close to Herman?
"A three-masted sailing ship plus Herman, Land Row Boat must have a lot of people here this time." Wright, who was running in front, turned back and gave a thumbs up to Saul, "It's awesome that you can run down alive even with this!"
"But the trouble now is that once we get back to the surface, we might encounter shelling from the three-masted sailing ship."
With a wolf in front of him and a tiger behind him, the situation was now very critical.
Saul also couldn't help but ponder what they should do in this situation.
"Unless there is a certainty that we will all be exterminated, the land traveling boat will not dare to easily strike out in the open." To the front, Bill was not that worried, he was still running fast, "Don't forget how the tower master cleaned up the captain of the land row boat last time. They haven't dared to step into the Wizard Tower's territory for a long time."
"Don't be so optimistic, Bill! If he really didn't dare to lay his hands on the Sorcerer's Tower, Saul would be forced underground by him?" Wright disagreed with Bill.
But whether or not the land rover would strike at them, they had to run for the surface.
Compared to the third level apprentice of the land rower, it was still a formal sorcerer level evil spirit that was more terrifying.
"It's best if we can get the Land Rowboat's people to take on that Evil Spirit, and we'll take the opportunity to escape." Bill suddenly glanced back, a ghostly light flickering in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What's that up ahead?" Saul, who had been staring intently ahead, suddenly reminded.
"What?" Bill, who was in the first position, hurriedly turned around, and saw that a white shadow had unexpectedly appeared in the hole in the ground in front of him.
Those white shadows were exactly what they had seen before, remnants without arms.
However, compared to those scenes from the other day where they were careful and didn't dare to make the slightest sound, at this time, the corners of their eyebrows and eyes were exaggeratedly raised, and the corners of their mouths were also raised in a bizarre arc.
It was as if someone had used threads to suspend their five senses, forming a smiling face without the slightest joyful emotion.
These silhouettes stood facing Saul's several people, shoulder to shoulder blocking the passageway tightly.
"Heh, bunch of trash." Bill scoffed, and regardless, he was about to pass through the shadows that were not corpses.
However, when he hit the wall of bodies formed by those shadows, he was rebounded back by a huge force.
"How is that possible?" Bill's eyes widened in disbelief.
Wright also rushed forward and raised his foot to kick it. It only felt as if he had kicked up a wall of flesh.
He immediately mobilized his magic power, and a ground thorn was angled towards the wall of shadows, only to be snapped off the moment it made contact.
And the armless Void Shadows that suffered the attack, one by one, laughed even more exaggeratedly.
Byron raised his hand and shot out a black ray of light. That light struck the spirit wall, finally causing a string of shadows to wail and dissipate. Sol followed Byron's example and also used sorcery against the spirits. However, the effect of his striking the dead spirits was not as good as Byron's, and he could only destroy one shadow at a time.
At this time, however, Saul realized that the temperature around him did not know when it had dropped so much that he, who was wearing a single coat and an outer robe, actually felt a trace of coldness.
"It must be that evil spirit coming soon!" Wright suddenly raised his voice, his voice line trembling a little, "Only a sorcerer-level evil spirit can temporarily transform these remnants into entities!"
"Don't blame the screaming, wouldn't we know it?" Bill was attacking as well.
His poisonous mist attack had little effect on these spirits, but as a senior third level apprentice, Bill had also mastered several sorceries against spirits.
It was Wright, on the contrary, who only knew the most basic strikes against the spirits of the dead, and his efficiency was as low as Sol's.
However, as he watched the wall made up of remnant shadows about to be pierced through, a new false white remnant suddenly emerged from the surrounding mountain walls.
They were similarly dyed with exaggerated smiles as they walked to the middle of the road and formed a new wall.
The wall of shadows that had just gradually thinned out unexpectedly thickened up once again.
As new shadows were added to the surrounding area, the wall looked to be even thicker than the original.
Saul hurriedly tried to attack those shadows that had not joined the wall, but realized that they were like illusions and could ignore his attacks.
Then he could only continue to attack the wall of shadows that had become solid.
And at this time, Saul once again noticed that the walls on his side and the ground under his feet had condensed a layer of white frost at some point.
The temperature was even colder!
Barely useful, Wright somewhat broke down and shouted, "He's coming, don't hold back."
After saying that he instantly unrolled a scroll and threw it at the wall of shadows.
That scroll landed on the ground and instantly formed a black round hole. A small wind vortex appeared above the round hole, bringing up the surrounding dust and spinning non-stop.
And those residual thought entities, as if dissolved, their figures were pulled and twisted, and finally sucked into the black hole.
Even Saul, who was at the very back, could feel as if his consciousness was going to be sucked away by that black hole as well.
Not knowing what kind of sorcery scroll that was was quite frightening, but it must also be very expensive.
Wright's cheeks were twitching as his face grew paler and paler.
The magic fluctuations around Byron and Bill also instantly skyrocketed, and it was obvious that they were using second-order sorcery.
Seeing this, Saul wasn't idle either, and the Soul Asshole Sorcery he had been preparing for quite some time finally sparked.
Under the powerful and unrelenting attack, the wall of false shadows in front of him finally dissolved.
The crowd advanced as they fought, trying to speed up the speed of passing through the void.
"Tear-"
As Saul stepped forward, he realized that his shoes were showing signs of being frozen.
It was even colder in here.
He couldn't help but look back, and the passage behind him remained dark and silent.
However, Saul felt an invisible sense of oppression approaching.
Just like Wright said, he was coming.
(End of chapter)