"Click, click"

The steel gauntlets worn on Tyrion's palms beat with a low sound between collisions. He stood up, looked at the troll Death in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"Then, come on, teach me how to catch those little cuties and make them available to me."

"Actually, capturing the Val'kyr is very simple. After your eyes can penetrate the barrier between reality and the shadow world, you can easily see them, but they are very fast. Once they escape into another dimension, you will fail.

So before arresting him, the first thing you have to do is to build a strong enough soul cage for yourself."

Bwonsamdi's fingers moved. The black flames that Tyrion had seen quickly reorganized into a shining rune on the ground under his feet. At Bwonsamdi's signal, Tyrion took a step forward.

, stepped on the rune, and the next moment, a black beam of light spread from his side, imprisoning his body in it, like a black birdcage. In it, Tyrion felt that he could not think anymore.

Stopping operation is like the soul being bound by heavy chains.

"Bang"

In the waving of Bwonsamdi's fingers, the black birdcage suddenly shattered. After Tyrion regained his freedom, the figure of the troll Death slowly dissipated in the mist of Hades:

"Do you understand? Your soul...is your most powerful weapon."
Chapter completed!