Chapter 318 I suspect it’s the return of an old friend

"How dare you resist the will of the Raven Queen?!"

In the Shadow Spirit, although the Dark Weaver does not have the powerful melee ability of the Shadow Dancer, the grace of the Raven Queen has given them all kinds of powerful shadow magic, which allows the Shadow Spirit to stand firm for a short time even when facing the attack of Ron's entire team at the same time.

But that's all.

"Now the only one who can drive me is Her Highness Gracia!" Yelena's spiked chain went towards the neck of the Dark Weaver, but was blocked by the Shadow Spear. The spiked chain weapon and a pitch-black Shadow Spear were stuck together. The strength of both sides was similar, and no one could take this opportunity to disarm the other.

Shadow Dancer and Dark Weaver are both lone rangers, but the latter is often accompanied by ravens. In this case, Shadow Dancer usually suffers. But this time, the offensive and defensive situation is different.

The Dark Weaver blew a whistle to call his companions, but two bird calls were heard in the air. The bronze heron, relying on its heavy body, chased the raven, causing its feathers to fly everywhere. The animal companions were simply unable to help.

On the ground, the Dark Weaver only heard a strong wind coming through the air, but could not see the attacker at all. It was not until he hastily raised another short spear to block that the tiefling emerged from invisibility.

This freak with horns on his head and a tail behind him was not discouraged by the blocked sneak attack. The Dark Weaver only saw the other party smile evilly, and actually threw away the long stick in his hand and raised a pair of casserole-sized fists to hit him!

"Armor of Aegasis!" The Dark Weaver, who knew he had been fooled, was almost scared to death. The protective magic power instantly surrounded his body and condensed into a layer of phantom-like frost covering the surface.

How could the weak magic armor resist the well-trained body? Quest's fist shattered the frost into flying snow with overwhelming force, but the Dark Weaver also seized this momentary opportunity. He immediately released the weapon in his hand, and disappeared from the spot, escaping from the double-sided trap of Yelena and Quest.

In the gap to temporarily avoid being approached, spells filled with shadow energy poured out from the hands of the Dark Weaver. As one of the most famous and active components of the Fallen Shadow Underworld, Shadow Spirit showed superb combat qualities. He sometimes fought with Ivy and Victoria with Withering and Vampire Touch, and sometimes released advanced phantoms to disrupt Ron and Driver's shooting. The magic energy explosion was like a free explosion that filled the whole field, forcing Victoria to deploy a protective spell to prevent her companions from being accidentally hit by him.

Although Ron's team has an advantage in numbers, the darkness is the home of the Shadow Spirit after all. If the opponent is cautious enough, it is not easy to defeat him.

Worse than bad, the burden of time seems to be imposed on every creature close to the Dark Weaver indiscriminately. The inescapable suppression makes everyone appear extremely passive when facing the opponent's spells. There are several opportunities. Ron is sure that his team will be able to take down this Shadow Spirit immediately, but he will find various loopholes to escape, and the scene will be messed up again.

"Compulsion! Confusion! Fear! Hypnosis!" The Dark Weaver sneered and kicked the immobile Driver away. He has discovered that although these people have various means, they still lack hard power. He is gradually regaining control of the situation!

These creatures from the material plane were still as inferior as he knew before. If he could delay for a while longer, he would have a 70% or even 80% chance of completing this mission independently and bringing the soul and body of the traitor Yelena back to the Shadowfall to present to the supreme Raven Queen!

All it took was for this former shadow dancer to show a little flaw...

The Dark Weaver condensed a short spear again, holding it with one hand to resist Yelena's close combat, while the other hand quietly touched his lower back.

There was an enchanted hourglass there. As long as the timing was right, he could use this thing to capture Yelena and then quickly return. Even if these creatures were difficult to deal with, could they still chase him to the Shadowfall? By then, the fact that he completed the mission alone would definitely please the Raven Queen!

The Dark Weaver turned the spear handle upside down, pushed away an arrowhead wrapped in fiery rays, and then turned over and jumped into the air, swinging the spiked chains that were coiled towards his lower three paths in vain. But when he pulled away again, his face became a little ugly.

His left hand reached behind his waist again, empty, nothing.

Where's my hourglass?

"Is this what you are looking for?" A teasing voice sounded beside him. The Dark Weaver turned his head and saw that the annoying monk was leaning against a stone platform next to him, throwing a small and exquisite hourglass casually in his hand.

The Dark Weaver was sure that this magic item would only reveal its true appearance when used. In other cases, it was just an ordinary trinket - it was specially prepared to capture those compatriots who had betrayed the Shadow Spirit Society and the Shadowfallen Underworld and fled to the material plane. This design would be difficult to discover even the most stringent scrutiny of the material plane, and it could avoid unnecessary conflicts between the Dark Weaver and the organizations of the material plane.

But how did this tiefling realize this?

The Dark Weaver tried to detect the monk's consciousness with his spiritual power. However, like most practitioners, the mental barrier of this tiefling was as solid as a rock. Even if he was left with only his soul, the Dark Weaver suspected that this creature was the hardest to chew.

"Want to know the reason?"

Quest noticed that the other party was trying to invade his mind, which did not arouse his vigilance, but only made him feel ridiculous. The iconic features of the tiefling gradually faded on his body, and the form of the double gradually revealed under the horrified gaze of the shadow spirit: "This is the reason."

"Shapeshifter..." The Dark Weaver was speechless for a moment, "You... are you guys..."

"Don't think too much," the monk sneered and threw the hourglass up again, "I'm the only one here, huh?"

The hourglass did not fall for a long time. At the same time, Quest observed the strange eyes of everyone, including the male shadow spirit, looking behind him.

"Gargoyle?" Quest turned around and elbowed the possible enemy. According to his perception, this elbow should hit the face, but he felt like he hit a piece of iron.

"You--" Quest took two steps back in horror and looked at the person who took his elbow with his face.

Her white hair fluttered in the wind, and her scarlet eyes were embedded in her delicate face covered with gloomy and heavy makeup. Although the robe she wore outside was extremely gorgeous and noble, the clothes inside were very familiar. In addition, the cane was not in her hand for some reason. Instead, it was held between her slender fingers. The hourglass that Quest had just thrown up was held by her.

"S-Sylvia?!" The priest of Heim was the first to shout.