Chapter 220. Death Spirit Mage

Boom!

Ripped apart by the dark beams, the realm shattered. A figure, slightly off-balance, emerged from the void. It was unmistakably Benjamin. Earlier, he'd stealthily used the power of the spirit ring to hide within a spatial pocket.

Now, with the realm torn apart, Benjamin didn't pause for thought. He vanished again in an instant. Observing this, the Death Spirit Mage's expression soured. His eyes, now radiating a faint glimmer, scanned his surroundings meticulously.

W***z!

Suddenly, a gleaming blade appeared. Benjamin, poised gracefully behind the Death Spirit Mage, executed a decisive strike, cleaving the mage in twain.

However, a strange unease clouded Benjamin's features. The sensation of his last slash felt amiss. It felt as if the blade hadn’t quite met its mark. An imminent danger sent shivers down his spine, compelling him to ascend swiftly, evading a potential threat.

Crash!

The ground fractured, revealing a Knight of the Dry Sku