Restarting the myth.

Chapter 166 Forbidden Demon Realm
boom!
The shadow nightmare was as fast as lightning, death roared, and the gray sphere expanded and spread, impacting all visible and invisible objects around it.

Even the holy flame that could burn everything showed signs of withering under the powerful impact of death.

Very strong!

But it’s not strong enough!
Wayne held the Holy Lance to block the shadow nightmare, with golden light flashing in his eyes. The Death Knight was indeed extremely powerful, but the strength shown by the opponent was far from as terrifying and invincible as he imagined.

Wayne made a silent assessment. Not to mention compared to the Headless Knight in his prime, even compared to him in vest, his understanding of facing death was three points weaker.

Moreover, he is not as strong as her.

Then there’s nothing to be afraid of!
I can't beat the Headless Horseman, but can I beat you?
A fierce light flashed in Wayne's eyes, and a torrent of magic swept through him. The holy flames surrounding his body exploded violently. He held the Shadow Nightmare with the Holy Spear of Heaven and forced the Death Knight to charge forward.

boom! boom! boom!
Walls were shattered one after another. The brick walls corroded by the aura of death were loose and soft. They could not withstand Wayne's powerful force and became shoddy projects at the slightest touch.

"You said I betrayed the goddess. Haha, even a pious person like you is no more than that!"

After confirming that the other party was not as terrible as he imagined, Wayne became more flexible in his words: "You are weak physically, your spells are not good, your mind is scattered, your reactions are slow, and none of your actions are decent. And you are the only one who calls yourself a Death Knight. Pah, it's embarrassing for me to see you like this."

The Death Knight roared continuously, annoyed by Wayne's scolding. The ruby ​​on the hilt of the Shadow Nightmare sword glowed, and a portal opened beside him.

The undead warhorse leaped out, spewing purple flames from its mouth and nose towards Wayne.

"Yulia, you betrayed me too?"

Wayne waved his hand and scattered holy fire to act as a barrier, angrily denounced Yulia's betrayal. She had said before that she would never leave him, but now she was enjoying herself under his crotch. But when the camera turned, she forgot about the old yellow-haired girl because she had a new one.

It’s better not to have this horse!

"You are not a Death Knight and have never been loyal to the Goddess. How can you be said to be betraying her?"

Seeing Wayne was furious, the Death Knight laughed and ordered the undead horse to continue charging. Today he vowed to cut off Wayne's head.

"When I was a knight, you, a tadpole, hadn't found your mother yet!"

When it comes to talking skills, Wayne is much better than the Death Knight.

He wielded the holy spear to sweep away the death knight. He did not dodge or evade the charge of the undead warhorse. Instead, he stepped sideways, clenched his fist with one hand, and let magic power burst out from the tip of his fist, which he swung in a circle and hit the undead warhorse in the face.

With a dull thud, the undead warhorse staggered backward. Wayne's eyelids twitched, and holy light covered his palms, dispelling the pain that penetrated deep into his bones.

I was careless and forgot that there was a bone on the other side.

However, after a brief moment of contact, Wayne found that 'Yulia' was far from the cheerful little mare he knew. She was lifeless and not happy at all.

It's not the lifelessness of a skeleton, but the emotion.

Both the Headless Horseman and Wayne took good care of Yulia. In this environment, Yulia became carefree, innocent, stupid but not very smart.

Yulia is happy because she doesn't have to think too much.

The undead warhorse in front of him was different. It exuded a gloomy deathly aura from the inside out, like a walking corpse, without any free life at all.

At first, Wayne thought that the other party was nostalgic and was forced to attack his former master, so he was depressed and listless.

When he looked into those eyes, he realized that it was not his horse at all.

Never ridden it!
A Death Knight suddenly appeared, and an Undead Warhorse he had never seen before. Wayne became more and more confused as the fight went on, and he had no idea what he was fighting against.

On the roof, Mona flapped her wings and landed. She was bathed in the holy light, and her wings extended, scattering holy swords.

At the same time, the voice of her thoughts reached Wayne's heart.

Team voice exists because of the establishment of the master-servant contract.

"Master, I just met myself, a self that is entangled with negativity. If I am not mistaken, the Death Knight fighting against you..."

Mona didn't say the following words because they were too offensive and against her beliefs.

She believed that with her master's intelligence, she would definitely react with a little reminder.

"!"

Wayne was surprised to receive the message. He reacted and looked at the knights and horses on the field in surprise.

Feathers of holy light fell down in an interlaced manner, as dense as rain, exploding with a loud bang and vibrating continuously, hitting the floors and causing them to collapse and fall one by one.

The Death Knight was surrounded by deathly aura, and was not afraid of Mona's thin holy light. He didn't even have the strength to scratch himself.

The space gate opened beside him, and he mounted the undead warhorse. His breath was connected with the warhorse, and the sword body as pure as snow was dazzling.

Wayne knew what would happen next. The space gate opened, and the Death Knight appeared behind him on a warhorse, swinging his sword and cutting off his head.

He has practiced this move many times.

Wayne stood still, put away the holy spear and dissipated the holy will of the Golden Rule.

If the person opposite was really himself, no, he was very sure that the person opposite was not himself.

So, if Yulia is not Yulia, and Shadow Nightmare is not Shadow Nightmare, then...

A dark portal opened behind Wayne, and an undead horse leaped out spewing purple flames. The Death Knight raised his sword and slashed down at Wayne's neck.

"Owner?!"

Mona was horrified. She flapped her wings and descended, rushing to the center of the battlefield as fast as she could, trying to block the attack with herself.

Gray flashed in Wayne's eyes. He waved his hand and pulled out the shadow nightmare from the air. He turned sideways and attacked back, blocking the attack of the knight on the opposite side.

boom!
Wayne plowed the ground with his feet and was knocked ten meters away by the powerful force.

When he steadied himself, the shadow nightmare in his hand reflected a skull face surrounded by black smoke.

"Jiejiejiejie————"

"..." x2
"???"

The Death Knight and the Undead Warhorse were both stunned. Mona, who was falling in mid-air, was terrified. She failed to brake and crashed into the wall with a bang, falling into the ruins.

Her angel master is broken!
"You said I betrayed death, so what is this?"

Wayne swung his sword, and the thick deathly aura cut through the space, breaking open the dark portal with a hissing sound.

Yulia jumped out of the portal, lowered her head and rubbed Wayne's cheek affectionately. The touch of bones against each other made Mona, who was peeking out, feel a chill in her heart.

She never posted it.

Thinking of what 'herself' had said, that she would degenerate into a devil once she lost everything, her heart was gripped with pain beyond words.

She is more afraid of losing everything than falling into the devil!
"Master, what is that?"

After Yulia finished sticking to Wayne, he looked at the knight and horse combination on the opposite side in surprise, as if he was looking in a mirror, a dirty mirror.

"I'm not sure. It should be related to the barrier I'm in."

Wayne jumped onto Yulia's horse, pointing the tip of his sword at the ground: "Yulia, that horse just hit me with your face, and it made me sad for a long time."

Outrageous!

Yulia instantly went into rampage mode, stomping her front hooves on the ground and spewing purple flames from her mouth and nose, wanting to teach the bitch on the opposite side a lesson.

The portal flashed, and Yulia and Wayne jumped into it.

On the opposite side, the Death Knight also rode his Undead Warhorse into the portal. The sound of clanging echoed in the air, and from time to time there was an explosion, or a wall or ceiling collapsed.

The dark portal of the portal flickered, gray mist raged and danced, and the terrifying corrosive force decayed the surrounding objects, causing ashes to be blown away by the storm and permeate the entire space.

The dark mist lingers, interweaving the dilapidated reality and the decayed fantasy, forming a strange and blurry picture.

Mona stared at the changes in front of her eyes, her ears remaining on the conversation between Wayne and Yulia. She heard clearly that Yulia called her master "Master".

'Master' is not her exclusive title, there is another horse who shares the honor with her.

Boom! The portal was torn apart, and a black shadow fell from the sky, smashing heavily to the ground, crushing the ground, and falling into the corridor of the next floor.

Wayne rode Yulia out of the portal, looking down from above, and said with disdain: "Your death is nothing more than this, too weak. Your weakness is the greatest disloyalty to the goddess!"

The Death Knight growled, "The barrier cannot project my full strength. I didn't lose to you. I just..."

"Shut up. Only the weak will make excuses. The truly strong are not afraid of any challenge."

Wayne's mouth cannon was flying, repeatedly trampling on the opponent's self-esteem, and Yulia followed by spewing purple flames, silently mocking the bitch below.

The effect was average. The undead warhorse was like its heart was dead, and it was numb and without any ripples throughout the whole process.

"You are too weak. How can you protect the goddess when you are so weak? Hand over Shadow Nightmare. You don't deserve the title of knight." Wayne increased his output and took a fancy to the sword in the Death Knight's hand.

Although he only had one, good things never come to too many, and perhaps this could be a chance to solve the problem of him and the Headless Horseman not being able to meet.

The Death Knight was so furious that he swung his sword and created a vortex of death.

The distorted air mass expanded rapidly, and with a bang, like a balloon exploding, all the elements were silent at this moment.

Wayne looked at his body in surprise. An unspeakable force enveloped him and suppressed his power of death. It couldn't be considered a seal, but it did affect his ability to control the shadow nightmare.

Yulia snorted, but no purple flames came out. He shook his head and tail in confusion: "Master, my nose is blocked. Do I have a cold?"

"Impossible, you're dead."

Wayne responded unhappily and looked intently at the Death Knight below, suspecting that the other party was behind it.

No, the Death Knight was even worse off than him. Suppressed by an invisible force, he could not maintain his knight form. His black armor disappeared, revealing his true appearance.

The undead warhorse under him remained motionless as he tried to open the portal, but failed.

Wayne looked at the knight's face, which was exactly the same as his own, and the white light in his eyes flickered violently.

He was very sure that the person opposite was not himself, but when he saw this face, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Is it really him?
Whether it is true or not, we will know it after trying. Wayne jumped off Yulia, came to the front of the Death Knight with Shadow Nightmare in hand, and pointed his sword directly at him: "It's too shameful that you can't maintain the dignity of a knight just because of a little restriction. Dismount and fight me. I will give you a decent death and let you die with the last bit of knight's dignity."

The Death Knight's face turned pale, and his hand holding Shadow Nightmare was shaking. He abandoned his horse and became an infantryman, walking towards Wayne with bloodshot eyes.

It was not until then that Wayne realized that the other person was ragged, dirty and dressed like a beggar.

The two men raised their swords and crossed them in mid-air.

The Death Knight said coldly: "I can't believe that you have such a disgusting mouth, but you still retain the spirit of a knight."

"Idiot, this is the privilege of the strong. You are weak, you don't understand, you only deserve pity."

Wayne sneered, and at the moment when the Death Knight was furious, he suddenly suppressed the Shadow Nightmare. A powerful force surged towards the opposite side, and the suppression was completed in an instant.

"Despicable, it's not open yet..."

Hiss!

The sword blade scratched across his neck. The Death Knight supported himself with one hand on the sword and covered his throat with the other. Blood flowed out from between his fingers and he began to cough repeatedly.

Wayne swung his sword, shook off the blood that didn't exist, and shook his head: "Wayne, right? You are not me."

The Death Knight staggered and fell to one knee on the ground. He felt an endless chill and the world in his eyes became dark.

The undead warhorse behind him remained motionless, showing no sorrow at the impending death of his master.

"I am you... a you who is wrapped in negativity..."

He struggled to raise his head, his fierce eyes filled with hatred: "I will not die. Next time, when the mirror world comes, I will definitely chop off your head."

As soon as the words fell, the mirror shattered, and the Death Knight and his horse disappeared without a trace.

What is the mirror world?
Wayne raised his eyebrows. He had tried, but the opponent's strength was too weak, and his speed and nerve reaction could not keep up.

This means that the opponent does not have the Book of Greed, and his life essence has not been greatly enhanced. He is just an ordinary magician. He can still fight him with the Shadow Nightmare, but without the bonus of the Shadow Nightmare, he is just a piece of cake in front of him.

If the mirror world means what it says and can reflect an identical version of himself, Wayne has reason to suspect that the mirror has not been refreshed and is reflecting not him but the Wayne before him.

Thinking of this, Wayne took a breath. When he first came, he was entangled by the Church of Death, and the Observer, one of the three agents, personally issued an invitation.

Xifei was not the first person to intercept him. Chris was the one who snatched him away from the arms of the goddess of death with her own hands.

"Master, I can't open the portal."

Yulia jumped off the platform and told Wayne about his illness. The latter smiled and waved his hand to disperse the shadow nightmare.

Yulia disappeared along with the Shadow Nightmare.

After taking off the Death Knight's vest, Wayne let out another exclamation. He could clearly feel that not only the four elements in the air had disappeared, but the magic power in his body had also been suppressed to the point where he was unable to move.

You have thoughts but you can't cast magic!
"Magic is not such an inconvenient thing. Although I don't know what this limitation is, for a truly powerful person, this limitation can be broken at any time."

Wayne was very sure that he might not be able to resist this restriction, but the Death Knight's vest could, and he could also sense the shadow nightmare and summon it to his side at any time.

In addition...

My chest is moving, but I can’t get banned!
"Owner……"

Mona jumped off the platform and stood behind Wayne with eager eyes. She felt as aggrieved as an abandoned puppy and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Don't tell anyone what you just saw. This is my trust in you. Don't let me down." Wayne said, and then turned around to see Mona's aggrieved expression. She looked so pitiful and almost cried.

After a little thought, he roughly understood the reason and waved to Mona with a smile.

Snapped!
"Are you still sad?"

"Uncomfortable."

Snapped!
"much better."

"..."

"Don't blink, just two. Any more is a reward for you. It's not that easy to trick me."

Refuse to be deceived, start with me!
Wayne hugged Mona, a wave of air exploded under his feet, and he jumped onto the higher floor.

It has nothing to do with magic, it's pure physical strength.

"Mona, can you still sense magic?"

"My magic power is sealed, so I can't release the holy light directly. I can do it through the stigmata, but my thinking will be much slower than usual." Mona raised the back of her hand, and the cross stigmata's light did not diminish.

Wayne nodded. "At first, I thought it was a trap set by the Death Knight, but he was too weak to pose a threat to me, and you also saw the mirror..."

He looked at the messy corridor. The space was folded intricately and perfectly closed with no overlapping sections.

"They're not coming for us. There are other magicians fighting in the hotel."

"Boss, are we going to join the fight?" Mona knew that her master would not remain silent.

"Of course, not to mention that the other party must apologize for dragging me into the battle for no reason, I can't just sit back and watch this large-scale killing move that ignores the arrangements of ordinary people."

Wayne narrowed his eyes and came up with a third reason in his mind: he smelled a business opportunity.

Such a lavish move must have a huge purpose. Both the ambushers and the ambushed, especially the unlucky one who was ambushed, must be carrying a valuable treasure.

He suffered a little injustice and found his lost treasure with tears, and both sides stopped fighting and made peace. Isn't it wonderful!

Wayne rubbed his hands with a serious face and said, "Let's go. I sensed the fluctuation of magic power during the previous battle. Follow me to enforce justice."

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