The Hero in Exile

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped. Moran stood up abruptly and drew out the magic sword. Standing in front of Lingyu, he also felt that his sleepiness was gone all of a sudden. He picked up the holy sword and looked around vigilantly. Finally, he looked in a certain direction based on his feeling.

Even though all the senses are weakened, the aura in front of him is getting stronger and stronger. Anyone who is not a fool can feel that something is coming towards here.

"That guy is coming." Moran said.

Lingyu just nodded and said "hmm" in response. All her attention was now focused on the front. This thick magic made her feel suffocated and sweat began to seep out of her forehead. Lingyu licked her lips, but her skin was still dry. She just used it to divert her attention and relieve the pressure.

Hahahaha.

As the distance increased, Moran began to breathe heavily. This opponent's strength was no longer something that he and Lingyu could defeat by just cooperating with each other. It was like two extremely weak people challenging a professional boxer. They could cooperate to make him lose, but the result was unchangeable.

Shadow appeared in a completely new appearance. Just like his name, his body had turned dark and could be seen through like black fog. Only his eyes were flashing a strange red light on his face. It was weird and indescribable. Only his tall and thin outline could tell that he was Shadow.

"This is really refreshing. It feels like my magic power is restored to such an abundant state. Hiss - Lingyu, you know, it really makes me so happy, hahahaha!"

Although Shadow's face is now a ball of black mist, it begins to twist and become hideous when he smiles. Thinking of how Shadow looked like this when he was killed before, a disgusting impulse surges into his mind.

"Be careful. He can last about ten minutes in this form. Most importantly, you can feel his magic power surge, and he has no physical body now so he won't be hurt." Ling Yuan resisted the nausea and continued, "He will only be vulnerable for a short time when he uses magic or attacks."

This is Shadow's unique skill. Even the former Lingyu would find this skill difficult to use, because during this period he is truly in a passive state and can only wait for an opportunity during Shadow's attack.

And if he is seriously injured, he will have no chance. He will interrupt other people's spellcasting. If he recovers, he will be injured again until he is seriously injured and dies. Many demons have been tortured to death by him, but because of the camp issue, no one said much, but this behavior really disgusted Lingyu.

Lingyu silently swallowed a mouthful of blood. The rusty taste of the blood stimulated her nerves and brought her scattered consciousness back to life, forcing her to focus on the shadow again.

"Shadow Arrow."

Moran stretched out his hand and a stream of black energy shot out from his fingertips in the shape of an arrow, which hit Shadow's chest squarely.

"Tsk, even demonic energy doesn't work." Although he knew the result would be like this, a hint of disappointment still flashed across Moran's face.

Shadow lowered his head and looked at his chest which had been pierced, not even a trace was left. Shadow supported his forehead with one hand, half squatted and sneered.

"Haha, is this your death struggle? How funny! Now it's my turn."

After laughing, Yingzi stood up calmly again, adjusted his clothes that were not visible or did not exist, and walked slowly and swaggeringly towards Moran and Lingyu.

Moran and Lingyu exchanged glances and followed Shadow's pace to retreat step by step, staring at Shadow. They must not be careless because this guy likes to catch people off guard the most.

The shadow teleported in front of Lingyu again. Lingyu subconsciously blocked it, while Moran raised the magic sword behind Lingyu and prepared to predict the attack in advance.

Shadow just smiled and said, "You are not my target." Shadow whispered in Lingyu's ear.

The shadow did not attack Moran, which was a miscalculation. The sword missed the target as if it was striking the air, while the shadow calmly passed through Lingyu's body, and when Moran's attack missed, it passed through again and came behind Moran.