"Soul-locking Chain!"

The Witch Demon roared, and a chain appeared out of thin air in Longbei's hand, stained with a dark gas, creeping up Longbei's arm, slowly extending upward.

Longbei could feel a breath of death traveling from the chain into his body, with a soul-invading aura trying to seize control of his soul.

"Your time is running out, why not keep talking, huh ha ha ha."

He mocked Longbei, letting out a husky, ear-piercing laugh, though he kept an eye on Kane floating not far away.

Longbei looked at the chain in his hand, then glanced upward at the Witch Demon already beginning to celebrate early.

"This chain has the rules of death and soul control, right? It even seems to harm souls; that must be its rule as well."

Hearing Longbei's words, the Witch Demon said flatly, "Yes, not bad for a Dwarf to have such sharp thinking. Ready to embrace death and become my servant? I will certainly turn you into the finest Immortal Guard."

Pointing to the two Zombie Guards before him, he said, "Just like them."

Then he turned to look at Kane not far away, "Hey, your companion is about to die, aren't you going to come and kill me?"

The Soul Fire from his Bone Scepter flickered deeply in the wind.

This human would pay the price for his arrogance.

Disregarding the Witch Demon's provocation, Kane, hovering in midair, simply asked Longbei, "How are you holding up?"

The black mist had already reached Longbei's elbow.

Hearing Kane's words, Longbei shrugged.

"This death rule is much weaker than Kreya's. It doesn't even burn like the black and white flames. The soul control feels amateurish!"

Perhaps it's just bad luck for this Witch Demon that Kane and their group happened to have mastery over death and souls.

Even Kreya and Lilulu have been practicing, often sparring freely in the training ground.

Longbei had plenty of experience in this regard.

Finished saying, he laughed and mocked at the Witch Demon, "Can you even do it, little Mage?"

The Witch Demon, hearing Longbei's taunt, wanted to retort, but was interrupted by Longbei's action, standing still in shock.

Because a burst of white light flashed from Longbei, instantly making the black aura in his hand disappear.

The translucent green chains entwined around his hand instantly shattered and vanished into the air.

The rules that Longbei comprehended were all related to bodily defense.

This rule was a pure body, comparable to Meizike's purification.

However, it solely targeted cleansing his own body.

This move even managed to purify Kreya's black and white flames before they were enhanced.

As for the enhanced flames, they haven't yet fought, so it's unknown.

This time, without a word or sound, the Witch Demon broke open space, attempting to leave.

His hands moved decisively, without hesitation.

He feared he was too late, not even taking the two Immortal Guards that had always protected him.

Seeing this, Kane, still floating in the air, smirked playfully.

He extended his hand and clenched it hard.

The spatial rift, not yet closed,

The Witch Demon, who disappeared through the rift, was instantly bounced back, as was the spatial rift he had barely opened in the air.

Bounced back, the Witch Demon instantly surrounded himself with layers upon layers of Magic Shields.

Turning abruptly to face Kane, "What did you do?"

He felt this space was sealed—it meant Kane had planned to toy with him from the start.

If Kane had this ability, he would never have retrieved his Soul Box at the outset.

And he wouldn't have appeared directly above the Soul Box.

"You're trapped in here and want to escape?"

Kane laughed at the Witch Demon, then turned to Longbei and asked, "Longbei, still want to play with him?"

Longbei waved his hand reluctantly and said, "Though he can't hurt me, I can't hurt him. I'm too slow, and my ranged attacks can't reach him. Forget it, let's just take him out."

"I'd rather be fighting on the battlefield than feeling stifled fighting him."

Despite saying this, Longbei was satisfied with his bloodline's enhancement, considering how short a time it had been.

Given more time to master his enhanced bloodline abilities, he could shore up his greatest shortcoming.

At least then he wouldn't be helpless when facing an enemy like the Witch Demon again, unable to stop him from escaping.

Hearing Longbei's words, a trace of fear began creeping into the Witch Demon's heart.

It felt like death had descended upon him, just as it had in the past.

Yet he couldn't help but curse inwardly, "I'm the one feeling stifled!"

A Mage's attacks unable to penetrate his enemy's flesh, even with rules easily broken?

Even attempting to escape by tearing space, only to be pushed back?

Like a caged bird, mocked by the enemy.

From the beginning, his life had been in the enemy's control.

Thinking of this, fear in his heart gave way to a trace of anger.