Chapter 1989: Demon Scythe of the Shadow Tribe

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The Elder of the Shadow Tribe did not have a muscular upper body like last time. It was more like a Grim Reaper, holding a scythe in its hands. When it appeared, it immediately released Soul Chains of the Dead and nailed Gavin to the cliff like the opening of a dark ritual!

Gavin had never seen a spell like it. The magic Shield and Armor he activated were completely useless, and his back slammed hard onto the cliff, his body almost sinking into the wall. The chains intertwined like a spiderweb, but were eerier and more domineering, as if they were going to Seal the entire wall!

The Elder of the Shadow Tribe let out an eerie laugh, like it was about to enjoy something.

The scythe it was carrying started swinging rapidly, so quickly that only a few black lines were visible.