Book 8: Chapter 66: Oxyros
“Let go of me!” Hasheed shouted. After the first shock, he finally snapped back. Seeing the demonic figure before him was only a Moon Elf, he grew furious, his pride hurt.
“Where’s the core? Undead should have a core!” Joey ignored the Necromancer’s struggles. He grabbed its neck with his right hand while his left hand fumbled over the Mage’s dried corpse-like body.
“Found it!” The black and red target in the youth’s left pupil flickered. His left hand flipped over, and the Dagger of Sin plunged towards the Necromancer’s chest.
“Hmph!” Brilliant soul fire blazed in Hasheed’s empty eye sockets. His body trembled, then vanished from Joey’s grip, appearing over twenty meters away.
“Huh? Space-flashing ability?” The Dagger of Sin struck empty air. Understanding dawned on Joey. The Necromancer must have used a space-flashing magic similar to “Flash”.
“Heh heh, you carry quite a few nice things!” Joey’s eyes narrowed. Earlier, the “Death Cloud” shielding the Mage’s robe had kept his hand from truly grasping it. Otherwise, the Necromancer couldn’t have escaped using space-flashing magic.
“Forget it! Destroy the ancient teleportation array first!” Robin clutched her head, fighting against a terrible headache as she scrambled up from the ground and yelled.
“Why should Lord Joey listen to you?!” Joey muttered under his breath. He glanced at the distant Necromancer, then reluctantly stomped towards the brightly glowing array.
Joey acted on impulse, but he wasn’t stupid. The Necromancer was clearly at the end of his strength and could be caught later. If the array caused more trouble now, they really couldn’t handle the consequences.