The Black Feather Sorcerers were momentarily stunned, but soon overjoyed, as they all aimed at the Black Crow leaping in the air — in the air, he couldn’t gain momentum, and the Black Crow wasn’t a mage, so he was practically digging his own grave by floating in mid-air! At this moment, Gwen shot a bit of starlight, but the target wasn’t the Black Feather Sorcerer; it was above the Black Crow! The starlight suddenly brightened, casting the Black Crow’s shadow over the Black Feather Sorcerers! Igula boldly activated the Miracle, targeting — the Black Crow’s shadow! Miracle·Psychological Shadow Shock! The Black Crow’s shadow twisted instantly, exploding like a bubble! The explosion was silent, not even a ripple of air was stirred, yet many Black Feather Sorcerers were blasted away, and the defense miracles on the Black Feather Sanctuary were shattered! The Sanctum Gun Master Dao Qiong spat a mouthful of dirty blood, but he still aimed at the Black Crow. As long as he pulled the trigger, this crow in the sky would fall— Miracle·Psychic Thrust! Igula used his only Miracle capable of piercing through the Sanctuary, an invisible psychic blowgun darted through space and pierced Dao Qiong’s head. Yet, the other Black Feather Sanctuaries launched long-range attacks at the Black Crow, but at this moment, the Black Crow shifted ten meters to the side mysteriously, landing safely on the ground, and collected the heads of several exploded Black Feather Sorcerers, returning unharmed to Igula’s sanctuary. Read full story at 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁 "How could you move in mid-air?" Igula couldn’t help but ask, though he had already prepared for Black Crow to be seriously injured. "Oh, it’s a simple technique." The Black Crow said, "I create a vacuum next to me, and the air pressure pushes me over. If there’s someone opposite me, this technique can even swap our positions... But creating a vacuum puts a huge burden on my arms, so I can only use it once in a short time." Igula listened and nodded, seemingly understanding, but then said after a while, "Since Ash isn’t here, Gwen, why don’t you roast him for how absurd this simple technique is." Gwen couldn’t help but laugh, saying nothing. "Your Miracle earlier was amazing," said the Black Crow. "Let’s do it again!" "It’s not me that’s amazing, it’s you," Igula replied. "That Miracle of mine requires two preconditions: the opponent must be covered by a shadow, and the owner of the shadow must be something the opponent fears." The Swindler said, "If it weren’t your shadow, that move would’ve been powerless." "They fear me?" The Black Crow was startled, then relieved, "Of course, bad people fear the Judgement Warrior." "They don’t fear your strength, but your ’existence.’" Igula’s voice carried a hint of mocking smile, "They fear you’ll take away the Mercury Trooper’s affection." "The Black Feather Guard was created by the Mercury Trooper based on you. These Black Feather Sorcerers were substitutes after the Mercury Trooper lost you." At this moment, the Mercury Trooper had already reorganized the Black Feather Guard. Hugging Dao Qiong’s corpse, she slowly said, "I’ll say it again, don’t look at them, focus on casting spells." "You are my last reliance," the Mercury Trooper’s voice was gentle and sorrowful, "I don’t want to lose any of you." The Black Feather Sorcerers were wide-eyed, almost grinding their teeth to pieces, as if they wanted to immediately atone for their sins by committing seppuku. But they did nothing, said nothing, only silently focused on the ground, then commanded their Technique Spirits, and cast Miracles! Suddenly, one of the Black Feather Sorcerers fell, with the Blood Crow’s mark appearing on his body—he unexpectedly fostered a huge sense of guilt, triggering the Ya Sha Jin trial curse, and had his conscience pecked by the Blood Crow! He felt no guilt for joining the Four Pillars God Sect, nor for his evil deeds, but he felt guilt for failing the Mercury Trooper’s expectations! However, after a few comforting words from the Mercury Trooper, he quickly escaped the curse and resolutely joined the casting sequence. "Looks like there’s no chance for a second time," Igula sighed helplessly, "They no longer have your psychological shadow." "Their psychological shadow was never me." The Black Crow gripped the Gray Fox Blade and said calmly, "But the Tanomu they imagined."