Chapter 518: 506 Returning from Where It Came_1
 

As mentioned earlier, all of this was really too easy for the Shadow Lord.

It seemed that he would soon gain control of this Floating City, and then swagger around with the head of the Silver Dragon.

At this thought, the Shadow Lord’s mouth curled up, and his expression was extremely hideous and terrifying.

Meanwhile, the Shadow Lord finally penetrated the complex and lengthy magical network, forcibly tore open the wall leading to the core area, and made his entrance in a truly ultimate BOSS-like manner.

“Hehehe…”

Amidst a burst of eerie laughter, the Shadow Lord sinisterly looked at the half-elf girl who had been waiting here for a long time, the weird human uncle, and a huge glowing orb…

If the intelligence was correct, that half-elf should be the Silver Dragon’s lover.

At this thought, the Shadow Lord laughed once more, and then wrapped his arm-turned-fog around Sofia.

No matter how beautiful and delicate the half-elf girl before him was, the Shadow Lord had no intention of showing her any mercy.

“Sorry, I need to borrow something from you!”

As the fog spread towards Sofia, the ghostly voice of the Shadow Lord also filled the core of the Floating City.

Next, to the Shadow Lord’s surprise, his main target, the half-elf girl, Sofia, appeared calm.

Treating the Shadow Lord, who suddenly appeared in front of her, as if he were nothing but air.

In response, her only action was to gently clap her hands.

So, what did this mean? Was she cheering for her impending departure from the world?

Although the Shadow Lord had some doubts in his heart, his actions did not falter in the slightest.

But soon, he noticed something was wrong.

Normally, Sofia would have been dead by now, and his foggy arm should have twisted the half-elf girl’s head off.

But it had been so long, and the fog formed by his arm was still drifting towards Sofia at a heartfelt speed.

However, the Shadow Lord quickly found the cause of the anomaly.

It wasn’t that his speed was too slow, but the surrounding time had slowed down.

Due to the fact that the Shadow Lord’s level of will was higher than this plane, he was able to discover this unexpected occurrence in a short period of time.

But the problem was, even if he knew this, what could he do about it?

The Shadow Lord struggled to turn his eyes and put a great deal of effort into looking at the weird human uncle nearby.

He could clearly sense that the source of this strangeness was the unkempt weird uncle.

And this weird uncle was, of course, Konoheim.

Konoheim was known as the Master of Time, and there was hardly anyone who dared to claim they were more powerful than him, except for Otto, throughout the whole continent.

Even the current leader of the metal dragons, Light Proud Silver Shine, who had finally emerged from Silver Shine Mountain, was no match for him.

Due to the unique abilities he possessed, Konoheim was among the top beings even in the ranks of demigods.

If it was a direct confrontation, Konoheim was not confident enough to defeat the Shadow Lord.

However, the Shadow Lord underestimated him way too much. Easily dealing with all of Moray’s countermeasures boosted his confidence and made him overconfident.

Moreover, Konoheim didn’t look like a powerful person at all at this point.

Thus, at first glance, the Shadow Lord merely swept his gaze over Konoheim and dismissed him as air.

But now, the Shadow Lord had paid a hefty price for his underestimation.

The ability Konoheim had cast on him seemed like a special kind of binding.

Underneath the slowed passage of time, the Shadow Lord’s speed of movement was far slower than that of an ant, making him virtually immobile.

However, the Shadow Lord was still in a non-corporeal state, and he was confident that conventional attacks would struggle to kill him.

So, what if he was restrained?

After all, any control measures have their limits, and he was trying his best to break free of this binding.

As long as he didn’t die, he could eventually break free of this restraint and kill both the half-elf and the weird human uncle…

Unfortunately for him, Sofia had clearly planned for this.

The half-elf girl sat lazily on a luxurious, floating chair with an air of superiority, like a noble queen.

Her ruby-like eyes were as deep as a starry sky, and they were filled with contempt as she looked at the Shadow Lord.

“Hehehe…hehehe…”

Another series of creepy laughter echoed, but this time it wasn’t the Shadow Lord who made the noise, but Moray.

The core area of the Blackstone Floating City had long been converted into an almost omnipotent Magic Research Laboratory by Sofia, and Moray, while acting as a pseudo-artificial intelligence for the Floating City, continued to shine in magical experiments.

With his current state, he could easily control the Floating City to accomplish things that were difficult to achieve in the past.

For example, this small cannon that was rapidly gathering crystal blue energy and was now aimed at the Shadow Lord.

After so many years, Otto naturally hadn’t forgotten to replenish the Blackstone Floating City’s Power of Truth.

Feeling the familiar and terrifying energy in front of him, the Shadow Lord finally started to panic.

This weird, special energy was one of the few things in this continent that could hurt him and potentially inflict fatal damage.

For this reason, the Shadow Lord tried even harder to break free from the time restraint, and he succeeded.

But just as he finally regained his freedom, a crystal blue beam had already shone on his foggy body.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Amidst the Shadow Lord’s screams, even his foggy, incorporeal body began to react under the crystal blue light and quickly crystallized.

Once his entire body turned into a blue crystalline form, it marked his complete failure.

Having no choice, the Shadow Lord had to cut off his losses and decisively abandon the parts of himself that had been hit by the crystal blue light and started crystallizing.

These parts accounted for more than half of his body.

After doing all this and realizing that he no longer had the ability to achieve his previous goal, the Shadow Lord showed no hesitation and buried himself back into the complex magical lines.

He was ready to depart the way he had come…