Chapter 223: Exorcism

The air in the room seemed to be frozen. The icy temperature was disturbingly chilly. Every time Byrne took a breath, his lungs felt like being cut by a sharp blade. The condensed malice permeated the air, seeping into every corner like an invisible black fog.

The tall black shadow is the devil.

Demons are mysterious beings living in hell. They are evil creatures without physical form. Their appearance in the real world is just a projection of the realm of mysticism. Even if they are destroyed, it will not affect their entities in hell.

The air around him was chilly. The dark shadow demon stretched out its shadow hand with malice and reached out to grab Byrne without hesitation.

Byrne and March have more than just the threat of a slender shadowy demon to contend with.

There was also a pitch-black, cheetah-like monster that suddenly appeared in the room. It was also a demon, and it suddenly pounced towards March from the corner.

Instant transfer.

An invisible sand table appeared in Byrne's hand. The next moment, a tall and thin black shadow demon suddenly appeared in front of March, blocking the dark cheetah demon.

His original intention was to let the two sides attack each other, but a surprising scene appeared. The dark cheetah demon passed directly through the shadow demon's body.

"Huh?"

Byrne was surprised to see the Cheetah Demon about to pounce on March, but the Emerald Fairy was so agile that she retreated quickly like a bird, spinning in the air before landing lightly.

"boom!"

The cheetah demon slammed into the ground hard, but did not hurt March at all.

The ground was shattered in an instant. The cheetah demon exerted great power. However, that was not the most troublesome thing about it. The most terrifying thing was the aura emanating from its body, like hell and the abyss, as if it could annihilate things the moment it touched.

Sanyue quickly made a decision and decided that she must not let that thing touch her, as it could kill her in just one move.

Byrne took the opportunity to glance at Viscount Best, and was immediately stunned.

The old man who had always been strong had completely lost consciousness. He fell to the ground very weakly and did not move, his old body shaking constantly.

He had never seen Viscount Bester in such a defenseless and vulnerable moment, as weak and vulnerable as a baby.

It was not until this moment that Byrne fully realized that Viscount Best had truly aged.

Suddenly, the whole world fell down.

The tall and thin black ghost had stretched out his hand at some point and quickly pressed down Byrne's shadow. The moment the shadow was pressed down, Byrne's world completely collapsed, and then he actually fell towards the sky!

“What kind of power is this?”

Byrne's entire body hit the ceiling hard in an instant. Then he did not panic, but leaned against the ceiling, staring at the thin ghost figure.

"flame."

He waved his hand and launched many flaming butterflies, which quickly surrounded the thin ghost figure.

Things are different now.

The heat wave hit me with a scorching breath, almost suffocating me.

Those flaming butterflies were much hotter and more agile than when he was just a "mystic scholar", and they hit the slender ghost's body almost in the blink of an eye.

It's burning!

The power of the flames hurt the thin ghostly demon. It had no facial features, let alone the ability to speak, but it continued to make mournful screams that made people feel creepy.

“Whoosh!”

March raised his hand very quickly and shot out an extremely sharp arrow, but it just passed through the body of the cheetah demon and did not cause any damage at all.

The Emerald Elf stared at the demon expressionlessly, showing no sign of panic at the ineffective attack.

"I've read something in a book. Those guys are not afraid of physical damage. We have to use other mystical methods to deal with them! For example, fire! Ice! Lightning!"

"Understood."

An arrogant smile appeared on the elf's face again, and he dodged the attacks again and again with great agility, and then shot arrows again.

Obviously, this arrow looked no different from the previous one, but the moment it hit the cheetah demon, it made the cheetah demon wail and fall to the ground, and the effect was even more obvious than the fire used by Byrne.

"That is the breath of natural power..."

Byrne raised his eyebrows and continued to suppress the slender ghost demon with fire. He immediately discovered that emerald green sprouts had grown on the second arrow of the emerald elf, and a strong breath of natural life filled the entire room.

So that's how it is, Sanyue can directly infuse the power of nature into weapons.

Suddenly, March aimed an arrow at Best, but gave up after being glared at by Byrne.

The battle between the two sides did not last long, and Byrne and March, who found the trick, quickly won.

They always controlled their strength and tried not to destroy the room as much as possible, because there were many ordinary people in the manor. If both of them went all out, they would probably kill a large number of innocent people.

Moreover, Viscount Bester himself was in a completely defenseless state at the moment. If they attacked him without any scruples, they might even hurt Viscount Bester as well.

When those demons were completely defeated, large amounts of black smoke emerged from their bodies, which finally dissipated and disappeared.

"How is he?"

March calmly glanced at Byrne who was helping Viscount Best up and asked.

"It seems that there is no big problem. He just fell into a coma for some reason. That's all."

Byrne shook his head calmly, reached out and put a dose of medicine into Viscount Best's mouth, then waited for him to wake up.

The other extraordinary people in Maple Leaf Manor rushed over one after another, and Director Renzo was the first to arrive. For a moment, he thought that Byrne had attacked Best, and it took him a few seconds to figure out the general situation.

"What on earth just happened here?"

He took a deep breath, looked at Byrne with a frown, and asked word by word.

"Why are there traces of fighting in the room?"

Byrne couldn't help but think back to twenty years ago, when Renzo had asked himself the same question. Deep down in his heart, he actually never liked Renzo very much.

He nodded slightly and said calmly:

"It may be the price of using some forbidden item. He suddenly became like this. I am not sure about the specific situation. The Viscount needs to wake up and explain it in person."

Finally, Viscount Best opened his eyes again and looked at the surrounding situation clearly with some confusion.

He expressed his gratitude in a hoarse voice: "Thank you for saving me, Byrne, Ms. March."

Byrne immediately asked with concern: "How are you doing now?"

Renzo also said quickly and anxiously: "What just happened, brother?"

Viscount Best laughed, shook his head and said in a low voice:

"It's not a big deal. It's just the backlash of the forbidden item. You don't need to ask for the details. I don't want to tell you everything."

Everyone looked at each other. Since Viscount Best had already said so, it would obviously be unpleasant if they continued to ask questions.

Then the old man gave another order.

"Everyone else can leave, Byrne, you stay here alone, I have something to say to you."

Viscount Best stared into Byrne's eyes, and Renzo and the others had no choice but to obey his orders, so they left the room one by one.

However, March did not obey Viscount Best's obligation, but looked at Byrne calmly.

Byrne said politely, "Please step out for a moment, too, Ms. March."

"good."

March nodded slightly and turned to leave the room.

Afterwards, Byrne and Viscount Best were the only two people left in the room.

The two were silent for a long time. Viscount Best slowly stood up, then took out a bottle of very expensive wine from the secret compartment in the study and smiled sincerely.

"That elf was really arrogant just now. Bayne Fisher, do you want to hear my story? I don't know why, but now I feel like saying something sentimental."

"Um."

Byrne nodded. In fact, he had always been curious about Viscount Best. Not only him, but probably 99% of the people on the East Coast would be interested in Viscount Best's deeds.

However, there are very few people in the world who can truly enter the heart of Viscount Best.

When the champagne is gently tilted, the golden liquid flows out and the bubbles keep dancing in the liquid, as if precious gems are shining with a faint light.

The two men sat facing each other on both sides of the table. After Viscount Best poured the wine, he raised a glass of champagne, but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he stared at it for a long time.

"That happened more than seventy years ago. One night, an ordinary noble heir was born into the Rhine family."

(End of this chapter)