Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 806 - 312 Release That Queen

Chapter 806: Chapter 312 Release That Queen

The mysterious person looked at the arriving Dark Knight in surprise and deduced his identity through Hefei and Philomena.

It turned out to be the Dark Knight; the problem that had plagued them for years was finally solved.

Wayne was also astonished as he watched the Dark Knight. It was fine for the Dark Knight to come, but bringing Hefei and Philomena along was a big problem.

What happened to putting on a mask to protect the family? Why stop acting so suddenly?

Had he become arrogant since becoming king?

Wayne was utterly confused. Given Austin’s caution, he shouldn’t have acted like this; there must be a reason behind it.

The specific reason could wait; first...

Kill all those who knew!

The Death Knight charged with his sword, the Death Aura enveloping Shadowmare, corrupting all the layered, sealed spaces.

These spaces weren’t ordinary magic; they were related to the mysterious person’s hellish form, a devilish talent akin to the irresistible charm of a succubus.

Considering the mysterious person’s faith, this ability stemmed from Lord Pride.

The devilish talents of the mysterious person in his devil form were formidable, coupled with a thinking capacity so intense that ordinary Legendary Mages weren’t his match.

In other words, he had enough strength to control the entire Windsor Magic Department, even the Windsor Royal Family.

But he chose not to do so.

He always manipulated puppets from behind the scenes—perhaps out of habit, or maybe because he feared something.

The more Wayne thought about it, the more unimaginable it seemed. Was there something in Windsor that the mysterious person was wary of? Was it because he was a servant of Lord Pride, worried about attracting the attention of the Heavenly Father’s Court?

Without understanding, he put aside the thoughts for now. The mysterious person knew too much; it was best to kill him first and have all the time in the world to ponder later.

The crystal-ivory blade of Shadowmare sliced through space; the Death Essence burst forth, transforming into gray, clawing tentacles that went straight for the mysterious person.

In an instant, the Undead Warhorse carried Wayne through space, leaping ahead of the mysterious person’s double blades, and charged at the forefront of the Deathly Tentacles.

The longer the battle lasted, the more precisely Yuliya mastered the chaotic spatial rules, even managing to grasp some of the principles of the mysterious person’s spatial manipulation.

She really knew advanced mathematics and was a top student.

The last two who were this good at calculations were Philomena and Saina, problem-solving aces who provided Wayne with a vast foundation of magical theory, true top scholars.

The mysterious person failed to raise his double blades in time, hastily retreating to dodge, barely avoiding the sharp blade of Shadowmare as it whisked by perilously close.

He avoided Shadowmare but not the tendrils of Death Essence coiling around the blade. Like a whip, the thick tendrils savagely flung the mysterious person aside.

The pure energy impact produced a blunt physical effect. Staggering backward, the mysterious person crashed against a spatial barrier.

Before he could catch his breath, a terrifying darkness devoured him from all directions.

The darkness’s devouring, similar to death’s corrosion, mirrored each other in manifestation. Furthermore, as both God-chosen Knights wielded energy rather crudely, focusing on raw force, the visual effect in actual combat was excellent.

Darkness devoured and filled space, the mysterious person faced two kinds of divine power, control of the battle’s rhythm lost, and for a moment, he was in disarray.

Strike when he is sick, take his life! x2

Darkness and death combined to sweep away the spatial barriers, converging swords on the mysterious person from front and rear.

Ahead was the Death Knight, behind the Dark Knight; the mysterious person’s scalp tingled, far from the composure he had initially, pulling strings from behind the scenes.

Crack!

Like a shattered mirror, space was fractured, darkness invaded, blocking three sides and leaving the mysterious person with only one path of retreat.

The net was cast, but at the front was the eagerly awaiting Death Knight.

He was not fooled, continuing to retreat.

Until a hand stretched from the darkness, grabbing his shoulder fiercely.

Austin pressed down on the mysterious person’s shoulder with one hand; on his black face armor, scarlet beams pulsed violently. Twilight Deadlock spit black light, and with a hiss, it tore through the mysterious person’s pallid skin, the blade penetrating his chest.

A mere mortal wound, trivial.

But the all-encompassing darkness was not so simple; it devoured the mysterious person’s flesh and thoughts, erasing everything it touched.

In almost the blink of an eye, everything from the mysterious person’s chest downwards was enveloped in black light.

The mysterious person roared lowly, breaking free from his lower half consumed by darkness, and his upper body, flapping wings, flew up.

"Down you go!"

Riding the Undead Warhorse, Wayne arrived, pressed down on the mysterious person’s head with his hand, and forced him back down.

Then, Shadowmare thrust forward, piercing the mysterious person’s face, the blade protruding with a chilling glint.

Austin: (눈_눈)

Watching Shadowmare so close, he had reason to suspect that Wayne did it on purpose. If not for Hefei at his side, this blow would have likely grazed his face.

Both God-chosen Knights exerted their full power, what a grand spectacle.

The last unfortunate soul to suffer such torture was named Torgoguryr, backed by an Ancient God, with a background so solid that not even five Goddesses could do anything.

The mysterious person clearly didn’t have such luck; his lower body was devoured by darkness, his upper body corroded by death.

Both body and mind were tormented by these two great laws, and in his delirium, he seemed to see his prideful master.

"My lord..."

It was a sunny and warm afternoon when the mysterious person studied the remnants of Hell in the Mortal World. Following clues, he found a mysterious altar beneath Lundan and there discovered The Book of Hell, which he had longed for in his dreams.

The altar of prideful reincarnation, The Book of Hell, pride itself.