Chapter 243 Mysterious Ghost (Ⅱ)

"You... Youying! It's Youying!"

Rebecca's voice became especially sharp with fear, her steps staggered, and she stepped backwards.

"Joan! Come here—don't expose your shadow to the light!"

Joan once looked through the "Vares Monster Illustrated Book" in the library of Vasa's house. There are three volumes dedicated to listing various undead creatures, including the incorporeal undead named "Shadow".

Different from ordinary ghosts, this kind of undead is the embodiment of negative energy. It walks around the world in the form of a human silhouette, and always sticks to the surfaces of buildings and objects such as walls, floors, and ceilings.

Under the cover of night and shadow, shadows are accustomed to approaching their prey quietly, sneaking into the reflection of the other party unexpectedly, and blending into one.

For the first period of time, the victim does not feel that his reflection has been inhabited by the undead.

The shadow quietly lurks in the host's shadow, constantly sucking the host's vitality.

As time went by, the host was quickly drained of energy and turned into a withered mummy.

The ghost who had a full meal left quietly, but the host killed by him could not be relieved.

The soul of the deceased, polluted by negative energy, is forced to combine closely with his own shadow and transform into a new shadow.

Transform from victim to another vicious killer who prowls the night in search of life.

After being reminded by Rebecca, Joan stepped back quickly, fully embracing himself under the light from the holy emblem in Rebecca's hand.

Although his reaction was fast enough, the slender projection dragged on the carpet was not completely covered by the light, and became the prey of the shadow.

On the opposite door panel, the black shadow swam away like a humanoid gecko climbing up to the ceiling, and then fell from the sky like a black waterfall, swooping towards Joan's shadow cast on the carpet.

Joan turned around without thinking.

The projection on the carpet spun quickly around his heel, narrowly avoiding the shadow's attack.

The shadow that jumped into the air was attached to the carpet, like a black python swimming close to the ground, and quickly swam towards the faint projection at Rebecca's feet.

Joan waved out his magical hand holding the Lightning Blade tightly!

puff! The moment the blade was nailed into the carpet and passed through the shadow, Joan felt a slippery touch.

The moment the carpet was nailed through, fine electric sparks shot out along the blade.

After being electrocuted, Youying trembled violently, receding quickly like a pool of black tide.

Joan rushed up and swung the knife again.

However, this time, when the blade touched the shadow, it didn't feel like a sub-entity, and it slid lightly to the side.

Incorporeal undead are very difficult to deal with. Even if they are hit by magic weapons, they have at least half the chance of being immune to damage.

Qiao An didn't believe in evil, and stabbed the shadow for the third time with the remote-controlled lightning blade.

As a result, the luck was even worse this time. Not only did it fail to kill the shadow, the blade also penetrated the carpet and got stuck in the floor gap, and it couldn't be pulled out for a while.

The ghost silently bypassed the blade, and crawled towards Joan quickly, close to the ground.

Qiao An couldn't help cursing "unlucky", and was about to give up the dagger to protect himself first, when a solemn prayer sounded in his ears.

"All glory to my Lord Timothy!"

At the critical juncture, Rebecca finally overcame her timidity, held up the holy emblem and chanted prayers in praise of the goddess, guiding the sacred energy out and radiating it to the surroundings through the medium of the holy emblem.

The wave of positive energy surged and rapidly expanded to Rebecca's body, and in a blink of an eye it gathered into a huge ball of light with a radius of 30 feet.

The white holy light enveloped Rebecca herself and Joan beside her.

Qiao An was in the sphere of light, and every breath he took was filled with abundant positive energy.

This energy representing the essence of life is believed by theologians to have existed since the beginning of the universe.

For all living things, positive energy can bring warmth and security, and even heal wounds and diseases.

Conversely, for those undead born in the dark and polluted by negative energy from soul to body, this brilliant positive energy is the greatest threat, and it will only bring them pain and destruction.

As an incorporeal undead, "Shadow" is difficult to hit with physical weapons.

Ice, fire, thunder, electricity and other magics that use natural elemental energy often pass through their illusory bodies without causing damage.

However, the positive energy released by Rebecca at this moment is not affected by the incorporeal characteristics of the shadow, like a mass of silver fire sweeping past, forcing the shadow to retreat in panic.

Seeing this scene, Rebecca felt a little more courage in her heart, and quickly made a spell-casting gesture, slowly raised her left hand wrapped around the thin mithril chain, spread her five fingers, and pushed towards the one that had been reattached to the door panel. shadow.

boom!

A dazzling beam of light burst out from Rebecca's palm.

The golden radiance tore through the night, like a long rainbow across the hall, blasting straight on the opposite door, and the burst of strong light instantly drowned the shadows.

"Scorching radiance" is a rare offensive spell among the third-level magic spells, which specifically restrains photophobic creatures and undead creatures.

With Rebecca's current priest level, the ordinary shadow was instantly destroyed when hit by the "burning light" blasted from the front.

However, what happened next surprised Rebecca.

The shadow twisted and struggled under the bombardment of "burning light", and the black figure became lighter and lighter.

Seeing that they were about to be completely dispelled, they suddenly turned around and escaped from the area illuminated by the light beams, quickly walked against the wall, got out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

Without the barrier of the shadow, the "hot light" poured on the door panel, and the whole wooden door was instantly torn apart.

The shattered pieces of wood burst into flames, belching thick, choking smoke.

"Quickly put out the fire!"

Joan hurriedly dropped a sentence, turned around and waved the "Hand of the Higher Mage", the invisible magic hand screamed and slashed towards the opposite window, smashing even the glass and the wooden frame with one palm.

Through the open window, illuminated by the moonlight, one can vaguely see a strange black shadow wriggling on the ground in the courtyard downstairs, quickly fleeing towards the garden.

Rebecca obeyed Joan's instructions, chanted a prayer, and cast a 0-ring divine spell "Water Creation", summoning a puddle of stagnant water in the room out of thin air to drown out the burning wooden door.

As soon as the spell was completed, Joan grabbed her wrist, and he couldn't help but pull her towards the window, and jumped out.

The body kept falling, and Rebecca saw that there were large hard slate floor tiles in the courtyard below, all of which roared and pressed towards her eyes.

The window on the second floor is at least 30 feet above the ground. If you jump from such a high place, even if you don't fall to your death, it is inevitable that you will break your arms and legs.

In addition to the regular magic spells of priests, Rebecca also took the "Fate Domain" and "Travel Domain" magic spells, among which the third-ring magic spell of "Travel Domain" was "flying spell".

However, the incident happened so suddenly that she had no time to cast spells, and could only watch helplessly as the cold earth rushed towards her face, quickly filling her field of vision, so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly, and her blood was about to freeze.