Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 612: First doubt, then become 471

"We cannot be left here!" Feeling the difficulty of the demon before them, Kiro Lan became somewhat anxious.

She did not know which part of the castle she and her companion had entered after breaking through the barrier, nor how far away they were from Bai E.

All she knew was that this demonic invasion was out of the ordinary; Bai E was fighting a losing battle on his own, and if they didn’t escape the pursuit of the demon before them to reach Bai E’s side and get him out, they might all end up dying here!

Even after spending considerable time learning and training, facing an invasion of this caliber was still a first in their lives.

For two children, how much confidence, how much certainty could they have?

A burning desire to help was the only reason why Kiro Lan, upon seeing Bai E also inside, had volunteered to enter.

As for the instructions given by Aglaya and the others... if there was any strength left after rescuing Bai E, then they could consider trying to help the rest.

"I know!" Morphie gritted his teeth, his war blade hacking away at everything around him.

The black breath transformed into endless specters and demons, each phantom circling in the mist appeared both illusory and real, yet if their claws touched someone, it would cause a terrifying pain that seemed to bore into one’s bones.

Morphie’s Spiritual Energy was nearly pushed to its limit, his attributes enhanced by Spiritual Energy allowed him to barely maintain an undefeated stance.

"But you don’t seem to be in very good shape?" Like a flowing iridescent bubble, a round light shield protected Kiro Lan; the phantoms’ attacks were relentless, but futile against the shield.

The light shield connected to Kiro Lan’s spiritual will allowed her to feel the force of the specters’ impacts.

The attacks, realized by the authority of the world, turned into tangible assaults in this void realm, bombarding Kiro Lan’s spiritual world wave after wave.

Calm was certainly out of the question, her face pale as death.

Yet she knew Morphie’s combat strength; fighting against the same enemy, he should not have appeared so strained. He should have been cutting a swath through his foes!

But facing the same adversary’s assault, his performance seemed even less tenable than hers.

Kiro Lan bit her lip, looking towards the darkest part of the mist.

Whether through spiritual perception or vision, the central area beneath the high platform was hard to fully scrutinize in her observation.

She could just make out three... maybe four shadows entwined and swaying within it.

It seemed that the central force had not been completely seized. Once the "struggling" shadows finished unifying their power, they would probably lose their ability to resist.

Furthermore, once the highest demon completed its power consolidation, it would inevitably sweep through everything in the castle. By then, the entire castle being stripped from the real world and cast into higher-dimensional space would be an irretrievable event.

Before that happened, they had to reach Bai E’s side and get him out!

"Something’s not right about this place! It may be the core area where the entire castle has fallen!" Morphie responded through gritted teeth: "We need to find where the exit is!"

The entire hall was shrouded in darkness; even with Spiritual Energy enhancement, they were unable to see through the fog that was purely demonic in nature.

This place already possessed some characteristics of higher-dimensional space.

In that wondrous world, space was no longer in the conventional sense of north, south, east, and west; someone could be moving in what they believe to be one direction but, in the eyes of a true higher-dimensional being, they might as well be spinning in place.

Without a "beacon" to guide them, those lost within would never find their desired direction.

And with their abilities, breaking the concept of higher-dimensional space or the architecture of the castle itself was out of the question.

Prior to arriving here, they had learned some basic information about this place from their teacher.

That’s why they felt particularly desperate now.

"Maybe I should try to lead the way?" Compared to Morphie, who was fully committed, Kiro Lan, cocooned in her light shield, seemed a bit more relaxed.

Just as a person in a maze might have a slim chance of finding their way out by wandering, they too, if lucky enough, might possibly find a way out of this accursed place against all odds.

"Okay!" Morphie trembled as he responded in the moment.

A phantom unexpectedly slammed into his lower back and burst out from the front of his abdomen.

The black mist solidified into something resembling a human head, which turned to look at Morphie.

The sinister laughter sounded ethereal and mocking, and the pain tearing through his body and soul nearly drove Morphie to madness.

Yet a persistent clarity inside him, crucial at that moment, violently cleansed his soul, relieving some of the intense pain.

Morphie quickly regained his bearings and swung his war blade once more; traces of his past style began to reemerge within his movements.

Initially, having observed combat techniques from a certain figure, and capable of delineating the underlying logic of their combat style, Morphie could instinctively overlay the observed tactics onto his current combat style. Having a photographic memory which allowed him to analyze and replicate the fighting methods he had seen, even if only in part, he could swiftly deduce all aspects of the adversary’s approach.

Now, having accepted a gift from that person once again, his struggle against those ghostly apparitions seemed to become much easier.

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