At that moment, Cain Camur activated the endless black fog of the curse to envelop Silver Shadowman's light.
Everything in the cave returned to darkness. Only the miserable wails of thousands of souls of the deceased were left.
But at that moment …
* Hiss … *
A strange sound suddenly came from the direction of Silver Shadowman and the general of the deceased souls.
It sounded like cold water being poured on a soldering iron.
Thales, who was retreating, discovered to his surprise that an irregular silver line had appeared in the pitch-black darkness!
It was like a bolt of lightning that cut through the night sky, and it brought with it some faint light.
Thales subconsciously narrowed his eyes.
'No, it's not a silver line.
Instead, it's a sliver of silver light that leaked out from the direction of Silver Shadowman and the general of the deceased souls.
It illuminated the corner.
A faint voice that was light but could not be ignored rose faintly, "You are warriors, after all …"
Before the voice faded away, the second, third, and fourth silver lines appeared one after another in the darkness. They overlapped with each other to form the shape of a tree branch, and they illuminated the black fog that flowed even faster around them!
A thought appeared in Thales' heart, and hope was reignited in him.
"Can't you just focus on fighting …"
The darkness that enveloped the area began to crack inch by inch under the cracks formed by the silver light.
"Enough with the nonsense!"
As the silver light changed, the wails of the deceased souls instantly became chaotic!
Thales felt goosebumps rise in his heart when he saw a soul of the deceased who was a foot away from him. He was about to extend his arm, but he covered his eyes in pain to avoid the silver light that leaked out.
The general of the Empire's pained wails also came from the strange scene of silver light and black fog overlapping with each other.
"Hahahahaha." It was Silver Shadowman's laughter.
"I almost forgot. All of you have bad memories."
In the next moment, the increasingly dense silver lines converged into a large river like tributaries, and an even brighter light suddenly erupted!
It chased away the darkness around them.
From afar, it looked like a black cocoon shattered with a bang under the effect of the silver light from the inside out!
The cave became bright again, and the areas that could be seen were even clearer than before.
The silver light gathered into a silver brilliance that was difficult to look at directly. It was so glaring that it began to block Thales' vision.
The young man subconsciously raised his palm to block his eyes. His skin that was exposed to the silver light expressed its protest in the form of tingling pain.
Through the gaps of his fingers, he was surprised to see that in the endless silver light, the strange black fog met the silver light. It was as if it had met its natural enemy. It was like water vapor that rose up, evaporating and disappearing in the air.
Like a sentient being, it avoided the invasion of the silver light and fled outwards!
The souls that covered the rock wall howled and trembled in panic. They turned around and seeped deeper into the rock stratum. There were even a few souls that couldn't move under the dazzling silver light. They struggled to no avail and turned into ashes in the end.
Thales adapted slightly to the bright light, and he was immediately surprised to see that …
A familiar human figure appeared in the center of the light. He was like a legendary warrior who stood tall and proud. He stretched out his right arm and clamped down on another black shadow. The latter continued to howl miserably and clung to the other's right arm, struggling bitterly under the illumination of the silver light.
It was Silver Shadowman.
General Cain Camur, whose throat was gripped by his right arm and whose black fog had completely disappeared under the effect of the silver light, was still howling bitterly.
The General of the Deceased Souls, Cain Camur Linka, who was once fierce and insufferably arrogant, was now like a lowly pawn. He grabbed the other's right arm, and his illusory limbs twisted continuously in the air, making the terrifying soul of the deceased look a little pathetic.
Thales coughed and looked at the captured General of the Deceased Souls in surprise. "Did you just say that it is … powerful, terrifying, and difficult to deal with?
It can even exchange blows with you? "
Silver Shadowman's facial features moved slightly, as if he sneered.
He turned around and watched as the souls on the surrounding rock walls disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace behind.
Cain Camur clung to the other's right arm and continued to struggle madly but futilely.
Silver Shadowman clenched his left fist and slowly raised it to his chest.
His fist gathered countless dazzling silver rays, forcing Thales to raise his hand to shield his eyes.
"Yes, it is very powerful."
In the next moment, Silver Shadowman threw a punch with an astonishing momentum!
* Boom! *
The heavy punch of silver light hit the General of the Deceased Souls' withered face!
As the silver light shone brightly, Thales noticed in surprise that the entire cave began to tremble in a barely noticeable manner due to the punch. It let out a low whimper.
In the next second, the General of the Deceased Souls screamed in pain. Its illusory body seemed to have gained physical form, and it was pushed back by the punch!
Cain Camur howled in pain as he was pushed by the surging silver light. His limbs moved wildly, but he could not control himself and quickly sank into the rock wall, disappearing without a trace.
His final curse was left in the cave.
"But that is only …"
Silver Shadowman blew on his fist in a very human-like manner. He retracted the heavy punch that had easily sent the General of the Deceased Souls flying, turned around, and said to Thales sternly,
"It is only relatively speaking."
Thales stared at the empty rock wall in a daze. He could not say anything for a long time.
The light on Silver Shadowman's body slowly weakened until Thales could see him clearly.
Thales then frowned.
He suddenly realized that the current Silver Shadowman was no longer the same.
At some unknown point in time, a set of heavy armor also made of silver light had appeared on his body, which was constructed by silver light. From his helmet to his shoulder armor, from his chest plate to his abdomen plate, from his boots to his knee pads, he was fully equipped.
It made him look much taller and more majestic.
Thales looked at the fully armored Silver Shadowman with a puzzled expression on his face.
"What is this?"
The prince asked dumbly as he stared at Silver Shadowman's new appearance.
Silver Shadowman seemed to have only noticed this at that moment. He was also a little surprised by his new appearance.
"Not bad, the restoration is quite realistic … Ahem, I mean, it is more or less a little too beautified. Yes …"
His facial features quivered slightly. He seemed to be excitedly sizing himself up.
The shoulder armor on his shoulders rose up to his eyebrows, the gauntlets on his forearms were covered in barbs, the plate armor on his chest, abdomen, waist, and crotch, and the heavy boots on his knee pads. At that moment, Silver Shadowman looked like a bardic poet.
Qi Warriors were dignified and had an imposing presence. They had the air of a hero and a gorgeous beauty.
And the most eye-catching thing was his helmet. The silver light formed a huge, ferocious helmet that covered his entire face. It had a complicated design, and there were even four ridiculously sharp horns that extended from both sides of the helmet.
As Silver Shadowman moved, the huge, horned helmet formed by the silver light swayed back and forth in a terrifying manner. It gave off an exaggerated feeling that it was about to fall.
"Urk, forget about the helmet …"
Silver Shadowman tapped the ferocious, horned silver helmet, and it shone with sparks of light. His facial features behind the visor were scrunched up, and he seemed a little awkward. "This is only used to boost morale. I've never worn it in a real battle. It's too stupid, I mean, too pompous …"
Silver Shadowman began to gesticulate, and his movements became more and more exaggerated.
"… And it has four horns. You know, even my wife only has two. She might not say it, but she doesn't really like it …" Thales blinked in a daze.
He sensed the excitement in Silver Shadowman's words, as if he had bought a new set of clothes. He found it a little hard to accept. 'Silver Shadowman, who was solemn and stern just a moment ago, has turned into a chatterbox because of a strange armor that appeared out of nowhere?'
Without waiting for Silver Shadowman to finish speaking, the silver light on his body flickered a few times, as if it had a mind of its own.
Silver Shadowman's facial features changed continuously. "Oh, right, and my shoulders … You know, I'm in danger of having my head explode even when I turn my head …"
Immediately, the silver light that repelled the souls of the deceased started flowing.
Silver Shadowman's terrifyingly huge horned helmet turned into specks of silver light and disappeared into the air.
The ridiculously tall shoulder plates on both sides were also flattened a little.
"Ah, much better, thank you." Silver Shadowman, whose head had become much more relaxed, sized himself up again before he nodded in satisfaction. "If only there was a mirror …"
The silver light started flowing again.
Silver Shadowman seemed to be shocked. He quickly raised his hand. "Oh, wait, I was just saying. I didn't really want it. You can't waste divine power like this …"
The silver light that was about to transform into a mirror flashed a few more times in the air before it dissipated again. Thales was a little puzzled.
Thales was a little puzzled. 'Who is he talking to?
The silver light flashed back and forth in the air. It flickered between brightness and darkness.
Silver Shadowman shook his head in slight panic. His facial features changed rapidly. "What? Then why do I need armor? Ahem, of course, it's because it's more handsome … ahem, I mean, I can fight better … "
"Yes, you heard me wrong just now. It's' can fight '. I've always pursued practicality … Don't laugh, what's so funny about it …"
The silver light circled around Silver Shadowman and shone on him, as if it was talking to him.
Silver Shadowman paused for a moment before he pointed at the silver light in front of him in slight annoyance.
"You're still young. You don't understand. A good mental state is an important foundation for strength. For example, if I want to bring out the full power of this punch, I must fulfill one condition: I must be handsome …"
The silver light flashed three times and gathered into a palm in midair. It gave Silver Shadowman a thumbs up and fell down.
Silver Shadowman was instantly exasperated. "I was just making an example. Why do you have so much to say? You're so long-winded …"
'What's going on?'
Baffled, Thales watched Silver Shadowman 'quarrel' with the silver light on his body. He was dumbfounded and felt that the world was really strange.
Finally, the silver light armor on Silver Shadowman's body turned into stars and disappeared into the air.
Thales averted his gaze from the human-like silver light and looked at Silver Shadowman.
He said quietly, "Eckstedt …"
When he heard this name, Silver Shadowman paused for a moment. The relaxed expression he had just now disappeared.
"That soul of the deceased called you Eckstedt." Thales stared at Silver Shadowman in front of him and asked tentatively, "Is this … is this your name?"
Silver Shadowman was silent for a few seconds.
"This is not important."
He said faintly.
Thales took a deep breath.
"There aren't many people with this name in history."
The teenager suppressed his excitement and tried his best to voice his guess calmly. "And there is only one person with this name who has a close relationship with Northland and Dragon Clouds City. There is only one person who knows what 'Jadestar' is."
Silver Shadowman did not move.
Thales bit his lower lip and glared at the silver existence in front of him. Without realizing it, he used honorifics. "You are, sir, you are —"
Silver Shadowman raised his head abruptly and interrupted him.
"Who am I?"
But Silver Shadowman shook his head. "Just as I said before, this is not important.
"Even I often forget who I used to be."
Because that's all in the past. "
Thales' words were stuck in his mouth. He could not help but say in surprise, "But —"
"Haven't you noticed?" Silver Shadowman walked to stand in front of him. His dark facial features were profound.
"In essence, I am no different from them and those souls of the deceased.
I am just another dead person, one of the thousands of souls in this world. "
Silver Shadowman's voice was deep and lifeless in his heart.
Even the silver light on his body had become much dimmer.
Thales stared at him, puzzled and puzzled.
'Another dead person …'
But Thales immediately shook his head forcefully. His gaze was firm.
"No.
"I think you are different."
Silver Shadowman froze for a moment.
"You and that general … I can see the difference between the two of you.
They are forced, confused, delirious, filled with pain, resentment, and hostility. But you, you are clear-headed, rational, autonomous, and even … "Thales gulped.
"Even if you might have been dead for many years, but …"
He paused for a moment and remembered those indescribably terrifying souls of the deceased. He remembered the murmurs and cries of pain that once gave him a splitting headache, but after that, he became thoughtful.
Thales raised his head and said with certainty, "You volunteered to guard this dark and boundless Black Track and suppress these increasingly brutal souls of the deceased, am I right?
Are you the one who has been suppressing this inexplicable curse and doing your best to prevent the terrible consequences they might cause? "
Silver Shadowman still did not speak, but his dark facial features became more and more tense.
"For so many years, you relied on yourself to stay in this dark underground," Thales enunciated each word clearly with disbelief, reverence, and excitement, "to protect Dragon Clouds City.
Regardless of the past or the future. "
Thales bit his lower lip and spat out that title.
"Eckstedt …"
Silver Shadowman suddenly raised his head.
"You are wrong."
His tone became cold and rebuked again.
Thales was stunned.
"The only difference between me and them …"
"Is that I was quite lucky after I died. I received a blessing and gift from a certain great existence," Silver Shadowman said with a cold snort. "It allowed me to maintain my former self even after I lost my physical body. I retained a few important memories and escaped the misfortune of losing my mind.
"I was able to retain new memories as long as I could, such as meeting you."
Silver Shadowman walked forward slowly and pressed his palm, which was formed by silver light, on Thales' left shoulder.
"But I am still forgetting, still losing. In a few days, you will disappear from my memories, and I will no longer remember your arrival."
Thales stared into the dark, round holes where the eyes should have been. When he remembered the man's extraordinary identity and his current situation, he was instantly stunned.
Silver Shadowman shook his head slightly. "In the end, I am no longer in this world. In the end, I am different from you.
"In the end, I will also disappear.
"That is all.
"There is nothing more."
At this moment, the silver light on Silver Shadowman's body brightened again.
He let go of Thales and looked to the other side with a solemn expression.
While he was immersed in the complicated emotions of knowing the man's identity, Thales snapped out of his daze. His surroundings turned dark again.
'What's going on?'
He noticed that the ominous black fog had once again appeared in the cave.
Countless ghostly faces reappeared on the rock walls. The souls of the deceased had arrived again.
Thales widened his eyes. 'What?
Didn't Silver Shadowman just … '
Soon, at the spot where the black fog was the densest, the Empire's general, who was as ferocious and terrifying as ever, Cain Camur Linka, who had died many years ago, appeared before them for the second time.
With trembling limbs and an increasingly terrifying presence, he climbed out of the rock wall stiffly. His expression was deathly still, and his eyes were dark. The language of the Ancient Empire, which had a strange and ghastly feel to it, rose again.
Thales subconsciously gulped. He stroked the hair on his back with his hands behind his back and took a step behind Silver Shadowman.
He said anxiously, "Didn't you say that their strength is only relative?
That they shouldn't be able to defeat you? "
Silver Shadowman's facial features scrunched up. He patted his head, and the silver light above his head trembled.
"That's right, but you have to know, that's just …"
Silver Shadowman shrugged. With his back facing the souls of the deceased who had climbed out of the rock wall, he said to Thales sternly,
"The first round."
Thales frowned. 'The first round?'
At that moment, the silver light on Silver Shadowman's body suddenly jumped!
The silver light seemed to be sentient creatures. It gathered into a line above his head and formed a sentence in the common language at a spot where Silver Shadowman could not see.
It was as if it was explaining Silver Shadowman's words.
Thales stared at the silver words above his head, dumbfounded. "What?"
Silver Shadowman did not seem to notice the silver words above his head betraying him.
He crossed his arms over his chest, looking as calm as the wind and as still as a mountain. He curved his black facial features into the shape of a crescent moon, making him look as if he was smiling. "You know, it's usually boring to win too easily, so I prefer to win two out of three rounds. Do you understand? So the first round is not the end …"
The silver light above his head flashed again, and the next sentence appeared.
Thales stared at the words above Silver Shadowman's head, then at Silver Shadowman's expression, which said, "Don't worry, everything is under my control". He felt the corners of his mouth twitch a little.
The prince exhaled and smiled awkwardly. He tried his best not to look at the words above Silver Shadowman's head. "Alright, then let's have the second round. Just like just now, you give it that one more hit. Best two out of three rounds …"
Silver Shadowman lowered his arm.
"About this," Silver Shadowman said rather seriously, "Since it's best two out of three rounds, I think it's fine for us to give in to the other party a little …"
Thales narrowed his eyes and looked at the silver words above his head.
Thales lowered his head, and his face was full of doubt. "Are you saying that you can't deal with them like before?"
Silver Shadowman shuddered slightly.
But he immediately waved his hand. "Not at all!"
The silver words continued to appear.
Silver Shadowman looked at the souls of the deceased that were gradually crawling towards them. His expression was still cold, but his tone had become much gentler. "But speaking of which, I did not hold back in that attack just now, so I used up quite a lot of energy. But to save you, I couldn't care less …"
The silver words flicked a few times in a rather agitated manner. This time, there were even beautiful punctuation marks.
Thales widened his eyes. He raised his head, then lowered his head. He compared Silver Shadowman's words to the message in the silver words, and he felt a little awkward.
'What's going on?'
Silver Shadowman seemed to have noticed that something was off. He raised his head swiftly, but the silver light had already disappeared without a trace.
Silver Shadowman, who did not notice anything, scratched his head in bafflement. "So, for the time being, um …
I need to rest and reorganize. "
The silver words appeared above his head again. This time, they were simple and clear.
"What?"
Thales understood something from the two messages, and he stared at Silver Shadowman in disbelief.
'This guy …
'Could it be a trap?'
The cave became even darker.
Cain Camur's soft whispers traveled into his ears again.
The souls of the deceased on the walls around them began to roar again and crawl towards them!
Thales tensed up. "What should we do now?"
Silver Shadowman turned to the General of the Deceased Souls, and his tone became solemn again.
"They should be arriving soon."
Thales frowned. "What?"
As they got closer, the General of the Deceased Souls' whispers turned into roars.
Silver Shadowman lowered his head and looked at Thales. "Now, activate that supernatural power of yours and point them in the direction."
Thales shook his head, not understanding what he meant.
"Super … what?"
"Of course it's …" This time, Silver Shadowman did not try to be mysterious. He grabbed Thales' shoulder, and the silver light seeped into the latter's body.
He said in a low voice, "Sin of Hell's River!"
Thales was shocked. Before he could react, he felt an indescribable pain and chill erupt from his body wherever the silver light went!
"Aaaaah …" He could not help but groan.
When he felt threatened, his unique Power of Eradication was automatically activated, and it surged towards the shoulder Silver Shadowman grabbed.
Thales thought, 'This is bad!'
As expected, the moment the Sin of Hell's River was activated, the souls of the deceased around him went mad. They either howled shrilly or moved faster. Under the cover of the thick black fog, they crawled towards Thales!
The prince looked at the scene before him, then looked at Silver Shadowman in shock. "Are you crazy?"
"Ah.
"Thank you very much, young Jadestar, for your rare supernatural power." The great man who had died many years ago had his pitch-black facial features flickering faintly in the silver light. There was actually a hint of coldness and savagery in his voice. "A good bait."
I can't let it go to waste. "
At the same time, the silver light in Silver Shadowman's body appeared again and gathered into new words above his head.
At that moment, when Thales heard Silver Shadowman's cold attitude and saw the words formed by the silver light, his heart instantly turned cold, even though he had let down his guard because of Silver Shadowman's identity!
'Sh * t.
No way. '
At that moment, he suddenly remembered what the General of the Deceased Souls had said to Silver Shadowman.
Thales stared at Silver Shadowman's savage facial features in disbelief. He watched as the corners of his mouth curled up in a nonchalant manner.
'Then …
He's already … '
Before he could finish thinking, the decaying foreign creatures, led by the General of the Deceased Souls, had already moved their limbs in a frenzy. They howled shrilly and ignored the damage caused by the silver light. They pounced on Thales, who was immersed in the Sin of Hell's River!
They were like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves who had their eyes fixed on their prey.
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