Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 349 Butler
Namiesis stood on the cracked asphalt, the hem of his robes torn into fringes by an unseen force. Lead-gray vortex clouds hung in the sky above the Reflection World, and a shadow storm swirled three blocks away. It had no facial features or limbs, only pure energy vortexes, extending outwards with eight thick and terrifying gray mist tentacles.

In the reflection of the church behind him, shadows flowed between the bricks, whispering softly. Each flash of lightning in the sky left a purplish-black afterimage in the shadows.

"Shadow Storm...is it commanding these monsters?" Namiesis ignored the monsters slowly approaching behind him, and simply lowered his head to think.

According to the book "The Shadowlands Landscape Guide", shadow storms should be natural phenomena without life and could not have spontaneous instinctive behavior.

But the situation is clearly different now.

Having learned from the cautionary tale of the activation spell, Nemesis now views everything with extreme suspicion, and he strongly suspects that the shadow storm tearing through the sky in the distance might also be some kind of intelligent life form.

Namiesis's divine sense suddenly issued a warning; it was an intuition beyond the five senses reminding him of the omen of a tear in space.

Sure enough, the ground fifty feet in front of them collapsed with a deafening roar. Asphalt and bricks were sucked into the eye of the storm, condensing into millions of prismatic dark crystals that floated around the vortex like a swarm of black bees.

The first wave of attacks came without warning. The Dark Crystal Matrix suddenly scattered, each crystal refracting miniature annihilation beams of "Dark Magic." Nemesis activated "Flight" and rapidly ascended, the spot where he had stood being shattered into mosaic-like cubes by the dense beams. The scattered Dark Crystals reassembled, forming spiked armor on the surface of the storm.

Namiesis's eyes darkened slightly: "As expected... it was you who was behind this."

He looked at the elemental storm in the distance: "Elemental essence."

The mage steadied himself amidst the raging wind, his divine sense piercing through the darkness until he reached the heart of the shadow storm.

He saw a giant shadow elemental core, at least 10 meters wide, surging at the heart of the storm—this chaotic energy was actually a shadow elemental creature!
"Outsider, leave this place," an ancient, chaotic voice echoed in Namiesis's ears.

Juan Ce Long narrowed his eyes and cautiously probed, "Who are you?"

"My Lord's Steward"

housekeeper?

Namiesis's expression was somewhat strange. As one of the most terrifying natural disasters in the Fallen Shadow Underworld, the shadow elemental creatures that the shadow storm in front of him had power that was almost comparable to legendary figures. They could easily use various shadow elemental attacks and unleash them infinitely.

If it weren't for Namiesis's most powerful means of immunity to Shadow Storm—Shadow Assimilation—they would probably have to retreat.

It actually calls itself a butler?

Namisis could guess with his bare hands that the target of this Shadow Storm was undoubtedly Reverse Eye.

Seeing that the dangerous intruder had not left, Shadowstorm became anxious.

Before its master fell into a deep sleep, it had issued a divine decree instructing it and the general to hunt down a scroll dragon named Nemesis and a human cub named Eleven.

Although the master usually issues all sorts of incomprehensible and crazy divine pronouncements, this one was unusually clear-headed.

This made the butler take it very seriously.

It has already planted its pieces in the real world, and the boy named Will has been unknowingly infiltrated by it. When the time is right, it can activate that piece, infect that world, and open a rift large enough for it and the general to pass through.

But just then, a strange intruder appeared and swaggered into the Lord's territory.

As a shadow elemental being, it possessed an extremely sensitive perception of magic. That human... No, it wasn't human; it was some kind of monster disguised in human form, possessing immense magical power that even it found terrifying.

Despite its seemingly world-destroying might, the Shadow Storm was also filled with trepidation. Its only reliable ally was a human it had mentored years ago—a general.

But that useless guy was seriously injured while chasing that girl named Eleven a while ago, and he's still lying in his lair recovering from his injuries.

It is for these reasons that it goes to great lengths to try to drive away the intruder with words.

But clearly, words weren't enough. So, a fight was the only option.

The butler made up his mind and suddenly mobilized boundless shadow elements to launch a fatal attack.

The second wave of the Shadow Storm tore the earth apart. The church bell tower was uprooted, and the bricks and stones reformed in the vortex into kilometer-long shadow tentacles, their surfaces covered with suction cups flowing with negative energy. The moment the tentacles crashed down, Namiesis activated the fifth-circle "Stone Wall" spell, and dozens of five-meter-thick gray-white granite blocks emerged from the void, colliding with the shadow creations with a deafening metallic clang.

But the elemental creature's shadow tentacles suddenly vaporized and pierced through the stone wall, their materialized teeth only half an inch from the mage's throat. Namiesis extended a finger and gently touched it, and a towering flame ignited, burning the approaching tentacles to ashes.

The butler roared in pain, and the other monsters on the ground rolled around in pain as well. They were parasites that grew by relying on shadow storms, and every bit of damage the butler suffered was simultaneously reflected on them.

"Interesting. So you are that collective will." Namiesis curled his lips, realizing the truth.

He had been very curious about who was behind these chrysanthemum monsters, and now it seemed to be none other than this Shadow Storm.

Shadow energy excels at manipulation and confusion; it's perfectly normal for monsters that rely on shadow storms for survival to become puppets of the enemy.

By the time the butler, enraged and humiliated, recovered from the excruciating pain and prepared to continue his offensive, Nemesis had already completed the seventh-circle "Ultimate Disintegration" spell. The emerald beam severed the shadow tentacles in half and headed straight for the core of the shadow storm.

The butler was in a panic; it sensed the approach of death from that emerald-like beam of light.

The space around the chrysanthemum monster twisted and enveloped it, then it was teleported to the path of the emerald beam.

The disintegration spell struck the monster, cleanly and decisively annihilating its entire body tissue, turning it into a pile of ashes.

The storm's retribution was both violent and precise. The severed tentacles exploded into shadow maggots, each carrying the cursed energy of the "Weakening Ray." Namiesis maintained the "Spell Nullification Barrier" with his left hand to block the swarm, while his right hand unleashed a dazzling holy light, casting the fourth-circle "Holy Strike." The Holy Blast tore open a golden wound in the black and white world.

Seeing that all methods were ineffective, the butler completely lost its temper and activated its crystal core without regard for anything else, unleashing its magic power to the maximum extent. The terrifying elemental fluctuations even caused cracks to appear in the extremely hard crystal core.

Correspondingly, countless dark crystals suddenly appeared in the sky, all of them arranging themselves into a dodecahedral structure, compressing the negative energy of the reflected world into a black hole singularity. Nemesis's silver hair was pulled backward by an invisible force, and the protective runes on his robes shattered one after another.

Namiesis's expression changed; Shadow Storm's attack had reached the limit of legendary spells!

(End of this chapter)