Chapter 740: Swordsmen in the Fog

Understanding his own identity, the Earl was no longer that thin ordinary person. The old butler covered his face and squatted down, making a crying sound.

Xia De looked at Priest Augustus:

"I definitely can't beat him; you said you could handle it."

The Outsider had self-knowledge.

"You misunderstood; I didn't say I could solve the person who died and was resurrected; I said I could help you solve him."

The priest said, walking toward the door first. Xia De gathered his Rhode cards, picked up the long sword placed by the wall, and followed:

"Xia De, remember, in the world of the living, I am just an old man who is aging and powerless."

He was facing away from Xia De in the corridor, but when the priest turned around, the scorched wings that unfolded in an instant made the priest look like an angel descending to the world:

"All I can do is provide you with power."

The dim sunlight passed through the fog and was projected onto the body of Rat Augustus from the window at the end of the corridor; his face was very serious:

"Xia De · Suron · Hamilton, do you know angels?"

"Yes, there was even a mortal soul that sublimated into an angel in front of me."

Xia De also answered very seriously; this was the first time the priest had taken the initiative to introduce his situation.

Priest Augustus was clearly shocked by Xia De's answer, but fortunately adjusted his emotions in time:

"Do you know the first angel?"

"Yes, the angel belonging to the Old God 【Ancient Death God】, also known as the Angel of Death."

Xia De continued to answer, and the priest nodded:

"Although it sounds unbelievable, I possess a part of the power of that first angel. Pray to me, Xia De, and I will give you a blessing with this power, just like before you broke into the 【Darkness Domain】."

That is to say, the priest did not have a very prominent combat power in the world of the living, but could provide power to others:

"What do I need to do?"

"Pray to the 【Ancient Death God】 and the first angel."

The priest said, biting his finger and drawing a holy emblem in the palm of his left hand with blood; that symbol represented the purest death:

"This is the holy emblem of the Old God."

Xia De nodded, drew the holy emblem in front of his chest, and then said softly:

"May the first death be with me, and may the Angel of Death give me a blessing."

The wings behind Priest Augustus spread out completely, covering Xia De's head with his right hand painted with the blood-colored holy emblem:

"May death be with you."

A chill, a chill that truly made the soul stiff, surged into his body from the top of his head. Then, that chill that seemed to be able to extinguish all the flames of the entire world quickly combined with his soul. In that strange power, Xia De seemed to have returned to the beach before the land of death, and seemed to have looked up at the silver moon on the water surface with thousands of souls again.

【Outsider, you have felt a whisper.】

Xia De could almost be sure that the source of Priest Augustus's "first angel" power should be the level 0 relic out-of-control incident he encountered when he was young. It was precisely to investigate this matter that the priest chose to become a correspondence ring sorcerer of St. Byrons, rather than becoming a church ring sorcerer.

Illusory wings flashed behind Xia De, and his body temperature gradually decreased with the surge of that power.

Xia De felt the power; different from the all-around enhancement provided by witch jewelry, the blessing given by Priest Augustus was more obviously reflected in the application of the power of "death". As long as one could withstand that chill originating from the most real death, even an ordinary person could become a transcendent who manipulated death.

The red butterfly at his fingertips flew out and landed on Xia De's shoulder. The power of this second red butterfly was completely absorbed by Xia De, and combined with the blessing given by the priest, he already had the confidence to complete the next duel.

"How do you feel?"

The wings behind the priest disappeared, and he looked very exhausted.

Xia De nodded:

"Rest assured, I won't lose."

Shaking off the gray cloth wrapped around the long sword, holding the scabbard in his left hand, he slowly drew the long sword with his right hand. The bright yellow rune 【My Heart is Clear, Sword Slays Demons】 radiated light on the sword body.

The priest leaning against the wall smiled:

"When I was young, I was even more handsome than you. Go, Xia De, I will wait for your good news."

Preparing the spellcasting materials and putting on the necessary rings, Xia De walked out of the mansion and came to the outdoors. The courtyard was hazy with fog, and standing at the door of the building, he couldn't even see the courtyard wall.

When he arrived in the courtyard, he saw Earl Dalak holding a rapier, waiting for Xia De on the path by the fence gate.

He looked very different from a living person; his height was at least 10 inches taller than just now, he had no shadow in the fog, and the blue blood vessels on the back of his hands and face were trembling constantly. Judging from his expression, he was suppressing his anger and the desires in his heart.

Seeing Xia De coming with a long sword, the Earl, whose eyes had turned completely white, quickly scanned his heart and throat, and then raised the rapier to stand in front of him:

"Mr. Watson, then let's begin."

Holding the sword in his right hand, he walked toward Xia De, took a step forward with his left leg in a bow stance, and stabbed forward with his right hand. Xia De did not dodge or evade, and swung his sword forward—

Clang~

The rapier was directly pushed aside, and as the Earl retreated immediately, the sword Xia De slashed diagonally fell at his feet.

Two rays of light constantly flashed in the white fog; those were the silver light of 【Night Watcher】 and the light of the rapier. The sound of cold weapons colliding followed one after another. Xia De relied on the sword skills taught by 【Night Watcher】, and the Earl relied on the skills trained over the years. For a time, relying only on sword skills, neither side had the upper hand.

"Mr. Watson, have you also practiced swordsmanship?"

"Yes, I practiced for three hours on the mountain yesterday."

Dodging the rapier sideways, he then held the 【Night Watcher】 with both hands, swung the drooping long sword upward, and pushed the rapier aside. While the Earl's body lost balance, he took a step forward and turned to slash back. Before the silver sword trail in the air dissipated, the blade had already drawn a slanted broken mark on the front chest of the Earl's black coat.

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite."

The Earl said in a low voice, and after speaking, he took a step back, his body color faded, and the whole person dissipated in the fog.

【Left side.】

Xia De held his breath and concentrated, the 【Night Watcher】 sword body drew a trail of light in the fog, and the unique sound of cold weapon collision could not be transmitted too far in the fog. The sweeping long sword accurately hit the thrusting rapier, and then Xia De twisted his wrist, swung the sword with one hand, and pressed the rapier toward the ground:

"The opponent's strength is not stronger than mine!"

He thought in his heart, and while the Earl attempted to wrestle with him, he lifted his left foot and kicked forward, kicking the Earl into the fog again.

The resurrected soul disappeared, and Xia De closed his eyes. While the voice in his ear gave a prompt, he turned and slashed diagonally. The 【Night Watcher】 glowed slightly the moment it touched the rapier, and Xia De, who opened his eyes, held the sword with both hands and slashed diagonally. As the force of the slash was exhausted, relying on his powerful physical fitness, he swept horizontally toward the upper diagonal.

The Earl Dalak, who was becoming more and more non-human, had to retreat. Xia De approached another step with his right foot, and the raised long sword slashed down:

"Ha!"

The cold chill gathered into the sword along his arm, and the sword light composed of pitch-black light swung forward. The cold black light appeared suddenly, and the white fog it touched was wiped away. This sword light originating from the angel's power passed straight through Earl Dalak's body.

The latter groaned, and his body became more transparent. He immediately floated backward and retreated, then disappeared into the fog again.

"He is injured."

Xia De hummed, stood in place with a serious face, and suddenly rolled forward—

Boom!

Where Xia De originally stood, the tall Earl descended from the sky and struck down with both hands holding the sword. In the slight tremor of the ground, the spider-web-like cracks spread rapidly toward the surroundings.

Xia De, who rolled to dodge, hadn't had time to get up when he heard a non-human roar from the Earl's mouth. He squatted in place and opened his mouth wide at Xia De. While Xia De rolled to the side again, a gray beam of light broke through the white fog and swept from left to right from his mouth. The withered grass on the ground and the trees beside the courtyard withered rapidly under the contact of that gray beam of light, as if their growth cycle had accelerated.

Xia De didn't dare to try what this was. After supporting the ground with one hand and climbing up, he leaped into the air with the help of the power of the spell:

"Isn't it a sword duel?"

The gray beam of light immediately swept toward the sky, as if wanting to tear open the curtain of this white fog, but the Outsider in the air had already disappeared.

While the squatting Earl opened his mouth in surprise, the Outsider, who appeared behind him, used the long sword attached with black light to slash diagonally, letting the blade slash down at the neck until it stopped at his hard shoulder blade.

"You..."

The Earl turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees to look at Xia De, and the 【Night Watcher】 touching his body actually emitted black smoke with the smell of corpse rot.

"Do you admit defeat? It seems I won; I can let you leave decently..."

Xia De looked at him.

"If I were you, I would also say such things. But I am really not reconciled; why can you all live?"

He seemed to be unable to suppress his emotions, black mist drifted from his pores, and the whole person seemed to be expanding and about to explode.

Xia De retreated immediately, and the suppressed anger finally erupted at this moment. Black airflow exploded from the Earl's whole body, and the instantaneous powerful impact even leveled the lawn, knocking Xia De and his sword flying to the distance, rolling twice on the ground before borrowing force to climb up.

Looking up again, the pitch-black mist wrapped around Earl Dalak, making him look incomparably strong, who was originally thin. The black mist was even eroding and transforming the surrounding white fog, and in that mist, dense, wailing human faces were surging.

As the Earl, holding the rapier and getting up, floated in the air, he waved his left hand, and human-face-shaped black mist bombs shot out like a string of raindrops in the sound of a sonic boom.

"Is this getting stronger and stronger?"

Xia De hurriedly dodged to the side, but the stone chips splashed by the black mist bombs hitting the ground still scratched his right leg, fortunately, it was only a skin wound. ===== CHAPTER 741 =====