Misfortune and Good Luck

Shade came to Captain Rades's side by the wall and confirmed that the captain had only fainted.

"Kill him? Of course not. Why would I do that?"

Shade asked himself as he prepared to get up, retrieve his Rhodes Cards, and then wake the captain.

"What benefit would I gain from trying to defy someone else's prophecy?"

As he rose, the air brushed past his ears. Faintly, Shade felt a lock of icy long hair sweep across his ear. Just the hair alone made him shudder.

"What's going on?"

He looked at the fallen Henry Val. The evil spirit behind him had indeed vanished, so the current situation should have had nothing to do with him.

"Wait, the hair hanging by my ear... It's that relic! Unfortunate One's Long Hair!"

Outlander, an unfortunate fate is descending upon you.

"What?"

Thick White Fog suddenly appeared all around them, nearly swallowing Shade and the other two people in the secret room in an instant. The familiar sensation made Shade immediately realize what it was.

"Damn it! An entrance to the Interstice opened here! Just like when Priest Augustus fell into the Interstice, this kind of rotten luck had to happen now!"

The White Fog surged forth from invisible boundaries, and the line between life and death gradually blurred. Shade keenly sensed the changes in the abnormal space. The temperature was rapidly dropping, and everything in the secret room was decaying. He could even hear evil spirits howling and see countless rotten hands stretching toward him as they became clearer and clearer.

If nothing unexpected happened, Shade would fall into the Interstice like the priest on his next breath. He could not even call for help.

Fortunately, Shade was a little stronger than Priest Augustus.

"Space Stabilization Aura!"

Invisible ripples spread outward from