Lin Qiye's gaze sharpened, and his body turned into a streak of night as he used Night Flicker to retreat through space at top speed!
Almost the moment he moved, No. 22 raised the scepter in his hand and smashed it against the ground once more.
Clang—!
Golden ripples rapidly spread outward, closing in on the streak of night that was constantly retreating.
Lin Qiye knew full well the power of that scepter. Once he was touched by the golden ripples, his mental power would be forcibly requisitioned. At that point, No. 22 would possess twice the mental power, along with the scepter and the Holy Grail. As an ordinary person, Lin Qiye would have virtually no chance of winning.
Fortunately, Lin Qiye had moved in time, and Night Flicker's range was long enough. He barely escaped the scepter's requisition range and landed amid ruins a kilometer away.
Seeing that Lin Qiye had actually evaded the attack, surprise surfaced in No. 22's eyes. He had intended to directly draw on the Holy Grail's power to make a wish, but after hesitating for a moment, he abandoned the idea.
His figure flashed as he raced after Lin Qiye.
Two streaks of light successively cut across the skies over Wucheng, beginning a heart-pounding chase.
In terms of speed, if Lin Qiye used the Somersault Cloud, he could shake off No. 22 in minutes. But once he did, the pair of boots, the silver bird, and the spear would immediately pursue him.
With the scepter in hand, No. 22 was unafraid of being hunted by those three divine artifacts. But if Lin Qiye were caught, he would only end up surrounded and attacked from all sides.
While pushing Night Flicker to its limit, Lin Qiye looked back at No. 22, who was pursuing