The night breeze blew softly, blowing the corners of Suge's clothes and Lobo's supple hair.

Ms. Mei did not give up, and by this time the group had already dispersed and surrounded Suge in the middle.

At the same time, each of these mysteries has some silver metal balls in their hands.

These metal balls had a special connection with each other, and at this time, they actually faintly formed a strange rune formation that completely surrounded Su Ge.

Ms. Mei's posture was still elegant, she slowly put away her handkerchief and asked indifferently, "Do you really think that I don't have any other means?" Suge Sototh, since you are really here, then don't leave from here. ”

Su Ge pinched his cane, looked around with his eyes under the mask, and said calmly, "You think you can stop me with just these little shrimps?"

"You can try. Ms. Mei said defiantly.

Boom!

A thick evening bell spread.

In an instant, Su Ge clearly felt that there was something unusual around him.

Mysterious threads formed between the metal balls that were completely invisible.

These threads possess a powerful mystical cut, which can completely cut through the entire mystery, thus rendering the technique untenable.

At this moment, these silk threads have completely surrounded the surroundings of Su Ge's body, with these dozen people as the central node, forming a cage to block Su Ge's operation.

"Silver Shadow Cage?" Su Ge raised his eyebrows.

"He is a legendary bishop of the Church, and he knows a lot. Ms. Mei said slowly.

The Silver Shadow Cage is a special magic circle developed by the Church through the Labyrinth of Holy Blood to block the actions of the Mysterious.

By combining a completely mystically isolated material with Mithril, which has a strong mystical resonance, and maintaining the psionic energy and knowledge of at least twelve mystical beings, a cage of regular dodecahedrons of varying sizes can be formed.

The cage contains a large number of cutting psionic threads, which not only restricts movement, but also isolates most of the mystical spells.

This cage of silver shadows has also been called by many mysteries: the cage of death.

Over the years, the Church of the Holy Blood has dealt with an unknown number of mysteries through this spell, and this spell has a very resounding name in the entire mystical world.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the air one meter in front of him and at chest level.

The inspiration of the soul clearly felt that there was a deadly thread here.

According to the feedback that the vibration of the evening bell was cut off, the three of them seemed to be entangled in the middle of countless spider silks, unable to move.

Those threads that could be called devastating to the mystery had been unconsciously arranged at a distance of less than a meter around them.

"Are you waiting for support from the Church of the Holy Blood?" Suge asked.

At this time, Suge's voice was still steady, and he didn't seem to notice that he was in a desperate situation.

Ms. Mei chuckled: "Of course, catching you is a big achievement." ”

Su Ge took a deep breath and said in a faint voice: "All magic circles have weaknesses, and the weakness of the Silver Shadow Cage is the twelve people who are the nodes. ”

"So, do you have the knowledge to cross this thread and attack them?" said Ms. May, with a mocking tone.

WhewW......

At this time, Su Ge let out a long breath: "Holy Blood Church, didn't I tell you about my knowledge?"

Hearing this, Ms. Mei, who was calm and calm, jumped slightly in her heart, and replied in a flat tone: "It's just the knowledge of shock and death,"

The Church of the Holy Blood didn't give her much knowledge and means about Suge.

Before this, Sug Sotos was a mystery in her cognition, and it could even be said that he was a mystery in the entire mystical world.

Knock! Knock!

At this moment, a long and thick bell sound came from Su Ge's body, and quickly spread to all directions.

"It's useless, no mystery can break through the blockade of the Silver Shadow Cage. Ms. May's tone was firm, she knew how powerful this spell was beyond the limits of human thought.

The other mystics around him sneered at this time, as if they were looking at a fool.

On the roof not far away, the Black Pharaoh sat alone on it, looking at Su Ge with dark eyes, and finally his eyes fell on Erha on the side.

"It is indeed His servant, but ...... Are you He?" the Black Pharaoh frowned slightly at this time, and fell into deep thought.

On the ground, the thick evening bell spreads constantly.

With the sound of the bell, these people did not feel anything special.

Because the bell that is passed on is just an ordinary sound, there is no mystery in it.

"Bluff!" sneered a grim-faced mystic.

Lady May stared cautiously at Suge, her inspiration telling herself that something seemed to be about to appear.

The sound of the bell continued to spread along with Su Ge's breath.

Sure enough, under the gaze of everyone, countless pale blue mist rose up on Su Ge's body.

In an instant, huge robes, four huge wings, and a low hood appeared on Suge's body.

A god of death descended on earth.

"What the hell is this!" Seeing this scene, the eyes of all the mystical people constricted, and with a click, their spiritual vision increased by three points.

A pair of eyes burning with ghostly fire slowly burned under the hood, and it could be seen that Suge's current body of death was more real and powerful than before.

Whether it's the robe on the body or the wings on the back, it's like a real existence.

At the same time, on the cloud-filled robe, the clouds gradually receded, and the ghosts and bones in those fogs gradually stood out.

Seeing this existence, Ms. Mei's body suddenly instinctively took a step back, her eyes constricted like nails, and she looked at Su Ge with incredulity.

"This ...... How is that possible? human ...... How can a human being reach this level!?" Ms. May's eyes widened, her tone full of shock.

A large number of black feathers fell from the sky, and the cold and terrifying aura of death swept through the streets.

The surrounding clergy and mysteries turned pale in an instant when they faced this situation.

The feathers in the sky, each piece is a condensation of the knowledge of death, and each piece represents death.

These feathers have gone beyond the ordinary mystical concept, for some reason beyond their comprehension, they have a hint of divinity!

It can be clearly seen that in the process of falling feathers, the silver shadow cage that they are proud of is cut open.

Even the moment these people's clothes touched the feathers, it was as if they had been cut by the sharpest knife in the world, and the thin wounds silently cracked.

When the feathers touched the skin of these people, their skin could be seen cracking open and blood flowing.

This is not cutting, but death in the true sense of the word.

Conceptually, put someone's skin, someone's clothes in a tattered posture of death.

This is the condensation of knowledge, and it is the expression of the source.

The feather represents the original death, the disillusionment of life.

Transcending the conventional mystical knowledge, he possessed divinity with a special cause and effect.