Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 800 - 310 - : Instant Kill_3

Chapter 800: 310 Chapter: Instant Kill_3

Juno held the Holy Light Spear tightly, her expression solemn as she watched the devil in front of her, noticing his formidable strength. She had contemplated changing into an Angel for a showdown.

Regrettably, this was impossible.

Not to mention she couldn’t explain the origin of the Angel evolution, just the hostage in the devil’s hands was enough to make her hold back out of fear of harming the hostage.

At this moment, two figures flickered and followed closely.

Deputy Minister Ivette.

Holy Light Knight Order Commander Herman.

Seeing all three members of the Royal Family present, the two felt their scalps tingle. Any slight mistake would mean their capture, and the pressure was overwhelming without them even making a move.

Seeing the arrival of the two Legendary Mages, Juno’s tense heart finally relaxed, "Devil, this is the headquarters of the Magical Department, you can’t escape. Let the Queen go now, and you might still have a way out."

Juno’s words further irritated Douglas, who tightened his fingers and lifted Sophia into the air, "Thanks for the reminder, now I definitely can’t let her go."

Disappointment flashed in Sophia’s eyes as she thought about her husband arranging for their children to come to the Magical Department Headquarters ahead of time, realizing his ambitious aspirations.

Douglas lost his sanity, looked at his betraying wife, and the children who were not his own, and laughed maniacally, ready to have a game with them.

His mind was delirious, but the mysterious person hiding in the shadows was lucid, with a black light shining in their eyes. They pushed away the projected barrier, isolating the broken office building, creating a chaotic and disordered space.

At the same time, two Legendary Mages with altered wills were involved.

Borne, Bedford.

Two days ago, on the night of the cruise, the two unlucky souls, knowing they could not resist, willingly surrendered, accepting their seals. On their way back to the headquarters of the Magical Department, they encountered the mysterious person from the sky.

The two mages tried to break their seals and resist, but knelt after a confrontation, tragically becoming puppets of the mysterious person.

The two Legendary Mages shouldn’t feel wronged. The defeat had nothing to do with the seals. The disparity was clear, and even without the seals, they would still be kneeling.

A dark portal opened.

Wayne, riding the Undead Warhorse, looked at the broken office building, the white lights in the skeleton’s eye sockets flickering intensely.

"Master, I can sense that the devil is right there," Yuliya transmitted.

"No need to sense, I can see it."

Wayne’s heart sank, not just the transformed devil Douglas, but also the blood of the Royal Family was involved, along with four Legendary Mages facing off in pairs, creating utter chaos.

The most chaotic was the surrounding space, disrupting Yuliya’s teleportation; the teleportation gate was supposed to open behind the Queen, but instead, it was way off.

"Yuliya, can you get in?"

"I can, but I need to calculate the pattern of this chaotic space, which will take some time."

Do you even know calculus?

Wayne murmured to himself, letting Yuliya calculate slowly. He dismounted from the warhorse, his eyes flashing white as he scanned the surroundings.

The Death Knight, shrouded in the Cloak of Death Energy, took steps forward, the surrounding space creaking and crumbling under the corrupt influence, with the turbulent flows stirring the Death Essence, intensifying the spatial degradation.

After more than ten steps, the Death Knight stopped. Opposite him stood a man in a suit wearing white gloves.

The two weren’t in the same space, but Wayne could see the mysterious person, and the mysterious person was also watching Wayne.

Clang!

A brilliant white light shattered the space. Wayne stepped forward, entering the space where the mysterious person was. The Death Aura tendrils lashed out, crushing towards him.

The mysterious person dared not touch the Death Essence, fearing the powerful Laws of nature and while modifying Douglas’s thoughts to speed up his actions, also twisted the space to isolate the Death Essence.

At this moment, Wayne was a Golden Mage. His internal balance stable, he wore the Death Knight’s armor, releasing further the power of Shadowmare.

At this moment, the Laws of Death dominated over space. Once solid space now became fragile.

"Death Knight..."

The mysterious person murmured, not wanting to face this God-chosen Knight directly, even though this knight was merely an inheritor, having just received Shadowmare, and not the terrifying creature from the Paris Underground Great Tomb.

But if he didn’t advance, no one else could.

Puppets, at best, are Legendary Mages, particularly those who lost their senses and had weakened strength, certainly could not stall the Death Knight.

"Who are you?"x2

Wayne stood still holding the Shadowmare, surrounded by gray tendrils. Whenever they touched the spatial barriers, the touch of Death Aura would corrode them.

This was his third encounter with the mysterious person, first at the Snow Family, second at the Lando Manor, and the third involving Prince Douglas.

This kind of enemy, mysterious in identity, extraordinarily strong, and preferring to hide in the shadows, was the kind Wayne hated and feared the most.

You never know when he would appear, when he would make a move, or if he was preparing a plan against you.

There’s always a thief for a thousand days, but no one to guard against one for a thousand days. Now that they’ve faced each other, he had to take the opportunity to capture him.

Whoosh!

After-images flickered, time slowed down.

Layer after layer of spatial barrier was shattered, Wayne, wielding his sword, came face-to-face with the mysterious person, their two shadowed heads almost touching, with the intense white light in the Death Knight’s skeletal eye sockets.

The next second, Shadowmare stabbed directly into the chest of the mysterious person, the sword’s blade piercing through, and the surging Death Essence sweeping down, corroding the body of the mysterious person entirely.

Instantaneous death!

Wayne ignored the gradually fading corpse beneath his feet, raised his sword, looked to his side, and with a sharp movement of his fingers, shattered the mirror-like space, grabbing the black tie and dragging the mysterious person out.