Jiang Qiao's True Trump Card

"Fighting on someone else's home turf really is a disadvantage."

"I'll have to find a place and turn it into my own home turf someday..."

Jiang Qiao felt somewhat helpless.

There was no doubt that the Supernatural interference in this church had caused him to fall into the trap without realizing it.

He hadn't even had time to react.

The Red-robed Cleric was still kneeling on the ground, completely ignoring him despite being only a short distance away. Attacking the Red-robed Cleric would therefore have absolutely no effect.

Moreover, now that he was trapped inside the book, escaping was definitely impossible.

"I wonder when I fell into the trap."

He let out a soft sigh.

The next second.

A terrifying flame erupted from him, instantly spreading in all directions and dyeing the pitch-black space a bright green once more.

The ferocity of Bone Fire affected even the stone slabs continuously pressing down from the sky, causing them to pause briefly.

However.

That clearly wasn't enough.

He had no idea what that book was, but Bone Fire could only delay it slightly. It couldn't stop the slabs from closing completely.

It was clearly terrifying supernatural power that could burn monsters to death and burn through worlds.

Yet as the stone slabs descended.

It gradually began to weaken.

For the first time.

This ghost fire, which had previously been unstoppable, showed signs of going out before even more powerful supernatural power.

"Cackle, cackle, cackle—"

A sharp laugh came from the side.

The female ghost who had been pursued all this time stopped and looked over with a venomous expression. A malicious smile appeared on her face.

It was as if she were saying, You're surely going to die!

Boom!

Jiang Qiao punched toward her.

However.

The female ghost stood there without dodging.