Chapter 1113
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The golden pillar of light from the God of War Heaven Blasting Cannon extended into infinity and beyond, as if it were going to pierce through the entire heavens.
Tina and Xu Xiaolan could also clearly sense just how terrifying this attack was.
After all, the God of War Heaven Blasting Cannon was a spell technique that could blast a Return to Void Intermediate Stage mighty figure into smithereens, so it should have no problem dealing with a severely wounded mighty figure at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage.
Sure enough, an inky-black sword fell from the sky.
The golden light gradually dissipated.
A heavily wounded woman with black feathers fell from the sky. Accompanied by a few fluttering black feathers in the air, she looked like a deity that had fallen into the mortal world.
An Lin was also completely exhausted, and he panted heavily as he lay on his turtle shell. He swallowed a seventh-grade immortal pill to replenish his energy and blood.
Xu Xiaolan retrieved her Evil-Slaying Sword.
Meanwhile, Tina charged toward the Moonlit Night Monarch and slashed her Heart Lotus Ice Sword toward the Moonlit Night Monarch, intending to finish her off!
The Moonlit Night Monarch suddenly opened her eyes, and she crushed a spherical object with four pairs of wings in her hand.
A black energy barrier instantly enshrouded her body.
Tina's sword strike struck the black energy barrier, but it was unable to even leave a single scratch on it.
Everyone's expressions shifted. They didn't think that the Moonlit Night Monarch would still be able to put up such a tough fight.
An Lin was extremely depressed.
He was already lying on the ground, but the Moonlit Night Monarch was still able to fight?
Was this woman a cockroach?
Within the black ball, the Moonlit Night Monarch stared intently at the Evil-Slaying Sword in Xu Xiaolan's hand.
A chill ran down Xu Xiaolan's spine, and she gripped the black armor on her chest tightly.
Just as everyone thought that another vicious battle was about to erupt, the Moonlit Night Monarch's black ball suddenly tore through space and disappeared into a spatial passageway.
Tina's mouth gaped open with incredulity. "She escaped?"
Xu Xiaolan heaved a heavy sigh of relief as she held tightly onto her Evil-Slaying Sword. "That black ball is most likely the Moonlit Night Monarch's life-saving trump card. She was actually forced into a corner …"
Xu Xiaolan sighed with emotion. The Moonlit Night Monarch's final unwilling gaze was quite terrifying.
Although the enemy had run away, everyone still did not let down their guard. They were on guard against the enemy's return.
"An Lin! Are you alright? "
Xu Xiaolan flew toward An Lin and picked up his severed arm.
"I'm fine." An Lin forced a smile onto his face.
He had already taken an immortal pill, so his condition was stabilized for now.
At this moment, everyone flew toward An Lin with concern on their faces.
Luo Ziping, Miao Tian, and the other lackeys all gathered around. Apart from worry, there was also a hint of reverence and fervor in their eyes.
Their classmate had just chased away the renowned Monarch of the Dark Wing Tribe right in front of them! How could they not be excited to witness such a legendary event?
"Can you reattach it?" Xu Xiaolan turned to look at Tina.
Aside from being proficient in spatial spell techniques, Tina was also extremely proficient in healing.
"No problem, leave it to me!" Tina patted her little chest and lifted An Lin's arm. Then, she flew over to him and began to stitch up the severed limb.
In this world, it was not unusual for severed limbs to regrow, let alone reattaching a severed limb.
An Lin didn't get to experience the feeling of being a one-armed hero for long before his left arm was reattached.
The next step was to lie on the coffin and recover.
Ka-cha!
The sound of space cracking could be heard.
Everyone's heart jolted with shock, thinking that the Moonlit Night Monarch was making a comeback. They all gathered around An Lin and drew their weapons as they stared at the spatial rift with hostile expressions.
A cold-faced man in a purple imperial robe walked out.
He was slightly taken aback when he saw the people pulling out their weapons and glaring at him with hostility.
Everyone was also slightly taken aback. They didn't think that Emperor Ziwei would be here!
A heavy silence ensued.
Emperor Ziwei turned to An Lin and broke the silence in a friendly manner. "An Lin is dead?"
Everyone: "…"
An Lin: "…"
The system God of War Heaven Blasting Cannon mission had been completed and had disappeared.
But An Lin was a hundred percent sure that Emperor Ziwei was still on the list of people who hated him to the core!
"He's not dead. He's still recovering," An Lin replied with difficulty.
Emperor Ziwei nodded in praise. "As expected of the Small War God of the Celestial Court. Even the Moonlit Night Monarch was defeated by you. You've grown very quickly."
He looked around at everyone and only unleashed a mystic technique to search for the Moonlit Night Monarch's escape route.
Unfortunately, Emperor Ziwei's brows furrowed deeply after searching through the area.
"Strange, why can't there be any spatial trajectories or energy fluctuations? Could it be an extremely high-level escape tool?"
Emperor Ziwei's eyes flashed as he carefully surveyed his surroundings, but he couldn't find any traces of the enemy's escape route.
This was a little awkward.
He couldn't just come here to ask if An Lin was dead or not, could he?
He had to do something to make sure he didn't feel awkward …
Emperor Ziwei made his way over to An Lin with a smile on his face. "Long time no see, Mr. An Lin."
"Long time no see, Senior Ziwei." An Lin also greeted him with a smile, but he was cursing in his heart. Ziwei, you bastard! Give me back my inheritance!
Ziwei replied with a nonchalant expression, "The Moonlit Night Monarch must have a strong motive for her sudden attack. Did she say anything to you?"
An Lin shook his head. "She didn't say anything. She just said that the Evil-Slaying Sword belongs to the Dark Wing Tribe and that she wants it back. Senior Ziwei, do you know anything about the Evil-Slaying Sword? "
Now that he thought about it, the Evil-Slaying Sword was a weapon that Emperor Ziwei had left on Earth to nurture. Based on this situation, Emperor Ziwei was the previous owner of the Evil-Slaying Sword!
Emperor Ziwei replied honestly, "I don't know what the Evil-Slaying Sword is either. I stole it from a Dark Wing Monarch I killed. All I know is that it's an immortal tool at the pinnacle of the Immortal Stage, but it's missing something, so it hasn't been upgraded to a divine tool.
"I thought it couldn't become an artifact because it lacked a powerful sword spirit. That's why I left it on Earth to tame and nurture it. Who would have thought that the Dark Wing Tribe would risk antagonizing Her Majesty Nuwa in order to take it back … "
Emperor Ziwei stared at the Evil-Slaying Sword in Xu Xiaolan's hand with a thoughtful expression. "Now that I think about it, the Evil-Slaying Sword is even more important to the Dark Wing Tribe than I had imagined …"
It seemed to have sensed Emperor Ziwei's gaze.
The Evil-Slaying Sword trembled lightly before flying from Xu Xiaolan's hand to An Lin's side.
Everyone faltered upon seeing this.
This was the first time that An Lin had experienced the Evil-Slaying Sword's reliance and trust, and he was extremely touched. "Little Xie, you really are …"
"Shut up! Let me calm down! "
The Evil-Slaying Sword's cold and proud voice sounded.
"Er …" This was the first time that An Lin had heard the Evil-Slaying Sword speak in such a humane manner.
Emperor Ziwei didn't take offense. Instead, a warm smile appeared on his face. "Mr. An Lin, I haven't received a reward for your outstanding performance at the Immortal Spirit Tower, so I've prepared a reward for you …"
An Lin's body trembled!
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