Chapter 233 - Chapter 233: Chapter 223: Exorcising Demons (1/2)
Chapter 233: Chapter 223: Exorcising Demons
The air in the room felt as if it had solidified, an icy temperature carried an unsettling chill, and with every breath Byrne took, his lungs felt as though they were being sliced by sharp blades. The concentrated malice spread through the air, permeating every corner like an invisible black fog.
The slender black shadow was the demon.
Demons are mystical beings that dwell in hell, evil entities without physical form. Their manifestations in the real world are nothing but projections from the realm of mystical studies; even if they are destroyed here, it does not affect their true form in hell.
The surrounding air was biting cold as the shadowy demon maliciously reached out with its shadowy hand, unhesitatingly clawing towards Byrne.
The threats Byrne and Marzo faced were not only from the slender shadow demon.
Another creature, black as pitch and resembling a cheetah, had also suddenly made its appearance in the room. It too was a demon, lunging out of the corner straight at Marzo.
Instantaneous Transfer.
In Byrne’s hands now floated an invisible sand table, and in the next instant, the slender shadow demon abruptly appeared before Marzo, blocking the path of the pitch-black cheetah demon.
His intention was to have the two demons attack each other, but to his surprise, the pitch-black cheetah demon passed right through, crossing the body of the shadow demon.
“Huh?”
Byrne was astonished to see the cheetah demon nearly pounce on Marzo. However, the emerald elf exuded immense agility, retreating swiftly like a flying bird, twisting in mid-air, before lightly landing.
“Boom!”
The cheetah demon slammed into the ground ferociously but completely missed Marzo.
The ground was instantly shattered, the cheetah demon’s strength was immense, but that wasn’t even its most troublesome trait. What was truly frightening was the aura it emitted, reminiscent of both hell and the abyss, as if anything it touched would be obliterated in an instant.
Marzo quickly judged that she absolutely could not let that thing touch her—as one touch could kill her.
Taking advantage of the moment, Byrne glanced at Viscount Bast, and then he froze.
The stalwart old man had completely lost consciousness and lay feebly on the ground without moving, his aged body trembling continuously.
He had never seen Viscount Bast so defenseless, so vulnerably powerless, almost like an infant, soft and easily struck down.
It was only at this moment that Byrne fully realized Viscount Bast had truly aged.
Suddenly, the entire world seemed to topple over.
The slender black wraith-like shadow had, at some unknown moment, stretched out its hand, pressing swiftly down on Byrne’s shadow. The instant his shadow was pressed, Byrne’s world completely collapsed, and then he found himself falling toward the sky!
“What is this power?”
Byrne’s entire body slammed hard against the ceiling, but instead of panicking, he leaned against it, gazing intently at the slender wraith-like shadow.
“Fire.”
He waved his hand, releasing many fiery butterflies, swiftly engulfing the slender shade demon.
Times had changed.
A wave of heat enveloped him, almost suffocating with its scorching intensity.
These fiery butterflies were much hotter and more agile than when Byrne was only a “Mysterious Scholar”; they struck the slender wraith-like demon’s body in an instant.
It caught fire!
The fiery power hurt the slender wraith-like demon, which, despite having no face or organs for speech, still emitted a sorrowful and mournful scream that made one’s skin crawl.
“Swoosh!”
Marzo’s hand moved with incredible speed, firing a razor-sharp arrow, but it merely passed through the body of the cheetah demon, causing no damage.
The emerald elf stared at the demon expressionlessly, showing no sign of panic over her ineffective shot.
“I remember reading in a book that those creatures don’t fear physical harm, they must be dealt with using other methods imbued with mystical concepts! Such as fire! Ice! Lightning!”
“Understood.”
An arrogant smile once again graced the elf’s face as she nimbly dodged the attacks time and again, then loosed another arrow.
Though this arrow looked no different from the previous one, the moment it struck the cheetah demon, it caused the beast to howl in pain and collapse to the ground, its effect even more pronounced than the flames Byrne had used.
“That is the breath of natural forces…”
Byrne’s eyebrows lifted, continually suppressing the slender wraith-like demon with fire, and he immediately noticed that the second arrow fired by the emerald elf sprouted fresh green shoots, exuding a strong presence of natural life that permeated the entire room.