Withered Path

Smulder felt the subtle atmosphere at the very first moment.

His breath turned heavy again.

Eventually, he was smart enough to neglect the mystics spectator crowd, he turned around to the negative energy-filled city and marched towards it.

Surprisingly…

CHANG!

When Smulder was marching forward, he suddenly knocked himself onto the black mist of negative energy, producing a huge clanking sound and was forced back a few steps.

Smulder looked at the negative energy with an odd gaze and before he could react to what happened, something happened to the field of negative energy.

A vague decaying force seeped through the ground and headed for Smulder. In fact not only the Holy Knight alone but all the mystics spectators around him as well.

"Back off!" Smulder shouted loudly, reminding everyone as he released Sanctuary Force from his body.

The dazzling white light in the darkness was unmatched but it also became the target for all the negative energy.