Upon hearing Fors's question, Xio hesitated for a moment.
"We've been discovered …"
They had said something similar before, but now that they repeated it, they expressed a completely different meaning. Previously, they were pointing out that Sherman's identity had been discovered by Sherman's secret protector or monitor. Now, the main point was that their choices and corresponding actions were all within the expectations or arrangements of the person behind the scenes. There was no secret to speak of.
This meant that the opportunity Xio longed for might really appear, but it was impossible to guess what was hidden behind it.
"If we follow the intentions of the person who left the message, the final outcome will be completely dependent on her goodwill. And that's something we can't control," Xio added from a rational point of view.
The reason why she used "she" to represent the person behind the scenes was that she recalled the sweet fragrance she smelled when she left Sherman behind.
Fors listened quietly and nodded in agreement.
"Yes, we've been too passive in this whole situation. The best choice is to leave this place …"
As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced at the warehouse and opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything.
She thought of Sherman's possible situation and suspected that "he" was in deep danger, but in the end, she deliberately ignored it and did not mention it.
To her, Sherman was only a person who existed in Xio's description. He was no different from a character in a novel. If she had the ability and the opportunity to save him, she would be willing to do so. However, she definitely wouldn't consider the risk of making her friend rash and putting her life in danger.
Xio nodded.
"Alright, we'll leave now.
"However, the person who left the message definitely won't be happy to see us do this. There will definitely be some obstructions.
"Uh, how about this. We'll escape in different directions so that he can only choose one side. Whoever successfully leaves this area will immediately cause a commotion and attract the official Beyonders. "
"Why don't you just create a commotion here?" Fors asked subconsciously.
"This will definitely be stopped or destroyed!" Xio gave her reason.
Fors nodded thoughtfully.
"That makes sense.
"Alright, let's not delay any longer. Let's begin."
Xio didn't say another word as she held a triangular blade that was so transparent that it was nearly invisible. With her back bent, she jumped out of her hiding spot and ran out of the dock along the shadowy area.
Through Ma 'am Hermit of the Tarot, she had spent 500 pounds to commission an Artisan to create a mystical item using the dust and remnant spirituality of an ancient wraith. It was called Wintry Blade.
Anyone who was hit by this weapon, even if it was just a touch, would fall into a frozen rigidity. Even their thoughts were out of control, as if they were possessed by a vengeful spirit. At the same time, once the battle continued, even if the enemy of the "Wintry Blade" did not have direct contact with this triangular stinger, their thoughts would gradually slow down and their movements would become stiff.
On the other hand, the negative effect of the "Chilling Blade" was relatively less terrifying. There was only one negative effect, which was to make the user's body lose its temperature bit by bit and turn into an undead. Once the time limit was exceeded, the process would be irreversible.
Therefore, Xio had been enjoying running or riding her bicycle more and more recently, so as to generate heat to fight against the loss of temperature.
But even so, all she did was increase the time it took for the "Chilling Blade" to leave her body from three hours to four hours.
After running for a distance, Xio looked back and realized that Fors had already passed through the wall and vanished from her previous hiding spot.
After staring for two seconds, Xio bit her lip, turned around abruptly, and changed directions.
She was heading straight for the warehouse!
Soon, she arrived at the side of her destination, but she wasn't in a rush to head for the entrance. She looked up, as if she was searching for another passageway, one that was more hidden and unnoticed by the people inside.
At this moment, she turned her head sharply and saw a figure flash over from the corner of the wall.
The figure was dressed in a black dress and had slightly curly brown hair and a pair of light blue eyes. It was none other than Fors Wall.
"Didn't you leave?" Amidst her surprise, Xio didn't forget to suppress her voice.
Fors curled the corners of her mouth.
"Weren't you also fleeing this place?"
Xio was momentarily at a loss for words. After a few seconds, she asked,
After a few seconds, she asked, "How did you realize?"
"You actually didn't mention anything about Sherman. This isn't like you at all! I've already prepared a reason to persuade you! "Fors replied quickly.
"…" Xio was taken aback as she said with a complicated expression, "There's no need for you to return."
Fors ignored her as she pressed the wall to the side of the warehouse.
"If you continue talking, perhaps we won't have to be troubled over this matter because it's already over.
"Aiyah, I actually didn't think of such a good solution. I should've directly said it and insisted on rescuing him with you. As for you, you definitely would've dissuaded me and refused to agree. You would've just wanted to act on your own. If we repeated this a few times, the matter would've ended by itself."
Xio gave her friend a deep look. Without any hesitation, she raised Chilling Blade and stood beside her.
Fors immediately flipped through Leymano's Travels, augmenting herself and her friend with some Beyonder effects. Then, she put away the spellbook and grabbed Xio's arm with one hand, pressing the other against the wall.
Just as Xio was waiting to "open the door" to enter, she realized that Fors didn't immediately activate her powers.
The best-selling author took a deep breath and quickly said, "After entering, we'll first hide and observe.
We'll take action when we're certain that there's a chance.
"If there's really no chance or if we can't grasp the opportunity, we'll quickly leave. That way, we can at least avenge Sherman and not be buried with him!
"Only by being alive will there be all sorts of possibilities …"
Xio immediately nodded and replied solemnly, "Yes.
"Alright."
Fors wished to say a few more words, but considering that they had already wasted some time, she couldn't delay any further. All she could do was open the illusory door and pass through the wall with Xio, arriving behind a row of wooden crates.
She, who was no longer inexperienced with such actions, instinctively crouched down and pulled out Leymano's Travels, flipping to one of the pages.
Similarly, Xio didn't rush deep into the warehouse. She bent her back and placed her eyes between the wooden crates to observe the situation in the empty area.
The female Sherman sat lifelessly on a wooden box. Her brown hair seemed to be blown by the wind as it swayed gently.
Standing in front of her was Viscount Stratford. The captain of the royal guards tightened his collar and surveyed the area, seemingly looking at something.
"Unfortunately, you're only a Demoness."
"Don't worry. I'll let you die without any pain. I'll let you be completely purified."
As he spoke, he took out an item from his inner pocket.
Xio used the enhanced vision of the Interrogator potion to clearly see the item.
It was a cross that was stained with bronze. There were a few spikes protruding from it as though they had once pierced through someone.
Its style and characteristics were something none of the countries in the Fifth Epoch's Northern Continent had. It presented an ancient charm.
"Very good. You know that resistance is useless." As Viscount Stratford spoke, he pressed one of the fingers that held the bronze cross onto one of the spikes.
His bright red blood immediately flowed out and was absorbed by the spike, seeping into the item.
The mottled bronze on the cross's surface began to disintegrate as it rapidly peeled off, revealing the corporeal object condensed from light beneath.
In just a second or two, the item in Viscount Stratford's hand had turned into a radiant cross!
It emitted a pure and flawless light, illuminating the surrounding area abnormally bright.
The shadow of the wooden crate rapidly receded as the dark spots on the wall rapidly evaporated like water.
Beside Shermane, the countless spider webs that belonged to Trissy floated up as though they were struggling in a fire. In a few moments, they melted away.
The light grew brighter, but it wasn't blinding at all. Black flames and crystalline ice spewed out of Shermane's body.
They turned faint under the illumination and turned transparent until they vanished.
In the vicinity of the radiant cross, there were no evil existences, nor was there any remnant of darkness!
Upon seeing Sherman's expression begin to warp, Xio couldn't help but turn her head to glance at Fors.
She could clearly sense how terrifying the radiant cross was. She began to waver in her decision to save her.
Fors also noticed what was happening. She pointed at Leymano's Travels, raised her left index finger, and whispered into Xio's ear, "Don't worry, Leymano's Travels.
She whispered into Xio's ear, "There's only one chance.
"I'll do my best to help you create it. If it doesn't succeed, or if you can't grasp it, we'll give up."
Xio didn't hesitate as she nodded solemnly.
Fors immediately straightened her body and flipped Leymano's Travels to a charred page.
This page was filled with all sorts of complicated, distorted, and indescribable symbols and labels. It gave one the feeling of howling winds.
Demigod power of the Sailor pathway, Hurricane!
After observing her surroundings again and confirming that there were no other enemies, Fors's gaze pierced through the gaps in the wooden crate and locked onto Viscount Stratford. She nimbly slid her finger across the charred page.
With a loud boom, a visible hurricane stirred up from beneath Viscount Stratford's feet as it surged into the sky.
Having suddenly suffered such a terrifying attack, the captain of the royal guards was unable to maintain his balance. He was lifted up by the hurricane and slammed into the warehouse's roof.
Boom!
The warehouse's roof was torn apart by the hurricane as a portion of it collapsed downwards. The remaining portion spun in the wind as it rose higher and higher.
Viscount Stratford nearly fainted from the impact. He could no longer hold on to the radiant cross as he allowed it to fly out of his palm.
The spike separated from the corresponding finger with a smear of blood as a mottled bronze-green covered the cross's surface once again.
The flawless radiance then disappeared.
Upon seeing this, Xio didn't hesitate to rush out of her hiding spot. Her eyes first reflected Viscount Stratford's figure before two blinding bolts of "lightning" lit up.
Psychic Piercing!
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