"Despicable...goblin...let go..."
Clearly, the other party harbored resentment towards goblins. Combined with a confused mind and blind eyes, he mistook Rein for a goblin.
Due to the distance, the opponentâs attack was completely unable to harm Rein.
"Canât even see, yet still thinking of revenge..." Rein couldnât help but shake his head.
But in the next moment, he suddenly discovered that the thumb-thick alloy bars of the other partyâs prison were actually melting!
"Huh?" Rein squinted his eyes and looked inside the prison.
He found that the complex lines on the ground of the prison where the other party was detained, which were originally a kind of witch array structure that restricted power, were somehow damaged, no wonder the other party could destroy the grid.
This meant that the prisonâs suppression of the other partyâs power had already failed.
Moreover, unlike the previously stiff and rigid steps of those goblin corpses, the opponentâs sliding movements were coordinated and smooth, seeming as if the black mist affected this individualâs power differently than the goblins.
"The black mist instead preserved the opponentâs power?"
While Reinâs thoughts drifted, he had already raised his hand, and six buzzing sawtooth metal rings appeared in front of him.
It was the Third Level Metal Series Witchcraft âSawtooth Ring.â Although the opponentâs power was not of epic level, Reinâs sawtooth ring, which nearly reached the level of Dawn Witchcraft in power, was enough to deal with it.
Although he didnât intend to act first, if the other party dared to attack proactively, he naturally wouldnât hesitate to eliminate them.
Moreover, this was also an opportunity to observe the changes in the black mist.
For Rein, the black mist was the thing he was more wary of.
As the metal grid melted, the opponent raised a crimson arm with sharp claws, and suddenly, on the ground around Rein, appeared whirlpools of raging flames with diameters of about a meter.
The flames at the top of these whirlpools shone white, clearly indicating extremely high temperatures, which rapidly expanded.
By this time, Rein had already flashed and retreated, while pointing a finger at the opponent.
"Go!"
With Reinâs gesture, the six rapidly rotating metal rings sliced through the air at different angles, each drawing a bright arc of light, instantly hitting the monster that looked like a Naga.
"Ssss! Ssss!"
Empowered by Reinâs Steel Heart Meditation Method and Super Metal Affinity, the Third Level Witchcraft âSawtooth Ringâ carried a power comparable to junior Dawn Witchcraft, and the six metal rings cut into the opponentâs pale red scaly body as easily as cutting tofu.
Instantly, slicing the opponent into several pieces!
"No!"
Just before death, the opponent let out an angry roar, followed by a strong flame shock wave shooting out from the opponentâs fragmented body in all directions!
"Approximately peak Legendary level in power, but who knows what role the black mist played here," Rein mused as he looked at the sliced body.
But just after the bodyâs parts heavily hit the ground.
Suddenly.
A mass of black mist burst from the corpse and rapidly transformed into various sinister shapes mid-air, sometimes like some kind of insect, resembling a giant mantis, other times like a giant clawed centipede.
In the next moment, the black mist surged swiftly toward Reinâs position.
"Swoosh!"
Already prepared for such a sudden attack, Rein hooked his finger, and the six buzzing metal rings zipped through and past the black mist.
The black mist churned violently, but as if lacking any solid form, the sawtooth metal rings merely passed through like slicing through smoke.
The delay lasted only for a moment before the black mist continued to charge toward Rein like lightning!
However, Rein had come up with a comprehensive plan to address this bizarre black mist long before the battle.
His neck suddenly thickened, with dark silver scales appearing, and his head transformed into a fierce, enormous dragonâs head, suddenly breathing Dragonâs Breath at the black twisted mist less than two meters away in mid-air.
"Roar!!!"
The flames from his mouth started as a small stream but quickly expanded into a cone, instantly engulfing the incessantly twisting black mist within.
"Sizzle!"
A sound like hot water sizzling on a hot iron rang out!
Meanwhile, Rein faintly heard a shrill scream mingled in, as if something was howling in its death throes, sending chills down the spine!
With a faint stench wafting over, Reinâs dragon eyes, still vigilant after the transformation, scanned the interior of the prison. Only after confirming there were no lingering dangers did he revert to human form once more.
Just now, he used part of his body to transform into a dragon and unleashed the Dragonâs Breath, successfully obliterating that bizarre twisted mist.
However, his heart was not very optimistic.
"As expected, just like I predicted before, this thing doesnât seem to have a physical form."
Rein had this suspicion long before when he saw that black morphing beetle. Now, itâs been further confirmed.
"No, to be precise, it seems to be able to switch between a solid form and a mist state. Moreover, the larger the total amount of black mist, the more bizarre changes might occur."
"But it seems one thing can be confirmed: as the mass of the black mist increases, its aggressiveness seems to surge."
Rein frowned in thought, quickly summarizing some experiences.
The previous black beetle wasnât this hard to deal with, but as the mass of the black mist increased, it could even become immune to physical attacks, which was quite tricky.
However, the above can only be considered experiential talk; the sample is too small to summarize as a pattern.
"Boom! Clang! Clang!"
Suddenly, the commotion in the depths of the corridor intensified!
Rein swiftly turned around, focusing his gaze on the dim and deep corridor.
It seemed that the noise from his fight with that monster just now triggered reactions from other things in the prison.
He heard quite a few rigid footsteps, crashing sounds, and the sound of metal striking grids.
The number sounded like more than just one or two, at least four or five.
This made Reinâs expression slightly change as he seriously observed the changes in the cells on both sides of the corridor.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a cell grille to his right was entirely twisted and deformed by some huge strength and suddenly sprang out, revealing a black upright hoof at least as thick as an adultâs waist stepping out.
The opponent was a minotaur over three and a half meters tall, with copper bell-sized eyes that were white, one broken horn on its head, and a mane extending from the top of its head to its back, its whole body muscle-knotted, but with cracked skin, giving it a rough rock-like texture.
The upper half of the minotaur was also shrouded in black mist, especially its face, where the mist was dense to the extreme.
Clearly, this was another prisoner invaded by that bizarre black mist.
"An ancient and extinct minotaur?"
"Unexpected to still see one here." Rein immediately guessed the otherâs origin from its unique appearance.
But it was not over yet.
In front of him, a withered wrinkled hand touched the metal grille on the left side of the cell, and immediately, the metal grille began to rapidly deform and twist.
"Metal Morphing Spell?!" Reinâs eyes widened.
Different from the previous monster using Flame Witchcraft, the witchcraft and energy fluctuations used by this corpse in front of him were extremely familiar to Rein; it was the metal series energy particle fluctuations.
A human corpse in a wizard robe, with slightly staggering steps, walked out.
"Ancient human wizard? This attire! It canât be wrong..." Reinâs eyes flashed with a sharp light.
He had seen such wizard robes at the Valziger Ruins, seemingly the formal wizard robes of the ancient wizard school of Valziger.
Due to the special witch patterns engraved on it, even after thousands of years, the wizard robe on the human corpse was still not completely destroyed, roughly distinguishing its unique pattern features.
In other words, the owner of this corpse, even if not the sect leader of that school, must at least be a wizard from the ancient Valziger school!
"It seems my previous guess was correct."
Rein couldnât help but feel a bit excited!
"Squeak!"
Meanwhile, suddenly, a door-opening sound came from behind Rein.
Not far from the entrance to the corridor, a hidden door was also opened.
Rein had seen this door when he came in, but he didnât pay much attention to it. It seemed to be a guardsâ lounge, and at that time, he wanted to check the prison cells, so he skipped it.
A short female goblin corpse, dressed in tight dark leather armor but shrouded in black mist all over, walked out. Rein noticed that a whip was tied to her waist....
"Interrogator?"
"Two in front and one behind, does this count as an ambush?"
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