"Dead... dead?"
Saint War Black Angel had been beheaded by a single dagger strike.
It had to be said, this truly left everyone dumbfounded.
An unparalleled Ghost Beast that had been entangled with the Red Robes for so long had been instantly slain by the Storyteller the moment it emerged? Just how powerful was he?
The Red Robes could fight the Ghost Beast to the death, but if the enemy before them was an existence they could never match no matter how fully they gave it their all...
A heavy despair could not help but rise in everyone's hearts.
How were they supposed to fight this? This was an utterly unsolvable situation!
Lan Ling could clearly see the faint ashen despair spreading across every Red Robe's face. It was the look of people who could not summon even the slightest will to fight.
"Steady yourselves."
She immediately transmitted her voice to them. "The Storyteller is strong, but not strong to such an outrageous extent. Do not forget, this is his Ancient Book Space."
"Everything he has done is merely borrowing the power of this space to deify himself, all so that everyone will lay down their weapons and obey his command."
"Cowering before battle—is that the attitude of the Red Robes?!"
Everyone jolted awake.
That was right.
It was indeed so.
Although Shouye had transformed the laws of heaven and earth into a darkness-aligned tone, gaining a measure of terrain advantage—
That advantage existed only within the Ancient Book Space.
No matter how much he changed things, everyone was still within a space controlled by the Storyteller.
It was like entering an enemy's Throne Domain.
The other side looked powerful.
But from another angle, if everyone were now within Shouye's domain, Shouye might not be incapable of doing all this