"Five, four, three …"
Three seconds passed in the blink of an eye.
The lamp spirit's face was already covered with cracks.
As he suddenly stretched out his hand, the clothes of darkness returned and covered his body. Then, the light and darkness melted and returned to chaos. A broken shadow with layers of cracks suddenly shrank into the oil lamp. Ansali staggered back and sat on the ground. He was sweating profusely and his face was pale.
As if the eternal darkness was torn apart, the prince opened his eyes again and angrily opened his mouth, as if he was about to roar.
But then, he saw the girl kneeling at the end of the corridor.
He lowered his eyes.
His fingers rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist, as if he was holding a willow, quiet and gentle.
Facing his furious expression, Hu Po raised his face.
In his dark eyes, the camouflage hidden in the darkness was torn apart, revealing a fierce outline.
The long sleeve of the arm holding the hilt suddenly shook.
It was as if a breeze had blown past.
"Two …"
At that moment, a clear voice resounded in the air. It was as if a bird on a willow branch rose with the wind and flapped its wings in the sky, blowing away the dark clouds and revealing the brilliant stars in the sky.
And the wonderful outline of the moon.
Drawing the sword, slashing, blood shaking, sheathing.
It was a terrifying swordsmanship that was completed in an instant, beyond the limit of what the naked eye could see. Dozens of meters away, the cold light of the sword sprinkled down.
So, on the prince's chest, the ancient clothes were torn apart, revealing the slash mark that suddenly appeared on his shriveled chest.
From the slash mark, a ray of cold moonlight shone out silently.
— — Unique Sword, Yayoi Moon!
The moonlight was like a nail, penetrating the body and bones, wedging the furious soul in the broken body, forcibly suppressing and sealing it.
Hu Po had been exhausted on the ground. Sweat dripped from his cheeks and fell on his trembling fingers.
Time continued to pass.
"One …"
The moonlight collapsed. In the furious wind gushing out from the wound, the long-haired prince struggled violently, pulled out the broken moonlight, and crushed it between his five fingers.
He opened his mouth, and behind his sharp teeth, a vicious breath was brewing in his dark mouth.
"… Zero!"
Huai Shi took a step forward.
While he was in a trance, Li Jian Hupo froze for a moment and felt a wave of heat assaulting his face.
It was as if an oven had passed by.
But that was just an illusion.
It was a feeling and threat that only existed in one's consciousness. It was a subtle feeling that could not be experienced physically.
Something had awakened.
From Huai Shi's body.
Dark green flames rose from the youth's body, engulfing him within. In the gap between his chest, the light of purgatory lava silently surged, spiraling …
After a long period of brewing, the Origin Substance, which was filled with despair, pain, and madness, transformed into a tsunami and exploded forth!
Huai Shi took another step forward. Immediately after the effect of the Unique Sword ended, he leaned forward and bent down. Just like the etiquette taught by Kitten, he placed his hand on his chest and saluted.
"Under the witness of Paradise —"
"I challenge you to a duel!"
Suddenly, the space in the corridor stagnated.
An illusory light descended out of thin air and froze everything. Then, it stripped away all the interference of irrelevant people. Whether it was Li Jian Hupo or Ansali's power, they were all blocked outside.
Then, Huai Shi's shotgun, magazine, and a series of relics from the border, and even the power that did not belong to him were all stripped away. And on the prince's body, the armor under his clothes, the bracelet on his wrist, the boots on his feet, and even half of his iron skull suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Only each of them was left, and the chain that bound the prince's body was constantly bursting with sparks.
It was already a part of Huai Shi's soul.
The youth grinned.
He raised his wrist and clenched the iron axe in the void.
At that moment … the duel began!
Oh no!
Ansali's expression suddenly changed. He raised the oil lamp and used all his strength to release the Dark Kingdom. Through the Paradise's shield, it enveloped the entire corridor.
Then, the roar of iron tore through the barrier and burst out from the Dark Kingdom!
Iron was burning.
It was as if the scorching sun had suddenly jumped out from the horizon of the Dark Kingdom, spreading its tyrannical brilliance in all directions.
Huai Shi stepped forward amidst the loud sound of breaking air.
Yu Step!
After three steps, a hurricane swept up the broken floor tiles and flew up. The youth had already broken through the restraints of the gale. The burning mountain ghost was close at hand.
He raised the invisible axe in his hand towards the prince in front of him.
Slash!
Ansali could not describe what he saw at that moment. It was as if a phantom had appeared from the youth's body and rose up.
Huai Shi broke free of all restraints. As he took a step forward, the spear with the brilliance of 400 years appeared in his hand, followed by the Blade of Sacrifice that swallowed blood …
He clearly held it in his hand and slashed forward, sweeping across, and piercing through.
Was that a change in Origin Substance or a terrifying speed that was completed purely by the body? Or was it that even time overlapped at this moment?
The burning mountain ghost was roaring, from a moment that was so long that it was almost frozen.
A moment passed in the blink of an eye.
The youth and the prince brushed past each other. He staggered forward with the remaining power and knelt on the ground in a sorry state. Sweat poured out like water, and his arm cracked open with bloody wounds.
Behind him, there were only three dazzling light traces left in the air.
They pierced into the prince's body.
The Top Splitting Axe, the Waist Splitting Chop, and the Thoracic Piercing finally erupted at this moment. The clanging sound of steel converged in one place, as if it had taken a physical form. Riding on pure destruction, it soared into the air and spread out in all directions.
The Dark Kingdom trembled violently, as if boiling between the overlapping roars of steel. In the end, it weakly spat out a chord.
So pure, so gentle.
Like the low aftertaste of a cello, it slowly dissipated in the air.
The long-haired prince in the same place stared stiffly at the air in front of him. His lips were trembling, but he could not make a sound.
In the end, it was as if he finally understood something. On the broken face, the corners of his mouth slowly curved up.
Not only was it mockery, but it was also relief.
As the chains dissipated, his countless long hair instantly withered. A cold wind blew. The body that had lost many years of life embraced the gift of time and silently collapsed into a pile of dust.
In the dust, only a strand of golden hair was left.
It was as bright as gold, gentle and beautiful.
"Mother, just a little bit more … …"
In the deathly silence, only Huai Shi, kneeling on one knee, gasped for breath with difficulty. He raised his hand and rubbed the silver blood medicine on his cracked arm. The numbness and itchiness of his flesh growing back covered the tearing pain.
Ansali, who was leaning against the wall, waved his hand. The oil lamp flew out from his sleeve and silently came to Huai Shi's head, tilting down.
A wisp of pure gray black fell down like water, sprinkling on Huai Shi's shoulder.
Pure negative Origin Substance poured into his body. Just like the blue bottle, it replenished the dryness of his soul and smoothly replenished the incomplete Origin Substance.
He probably only dared to do this when he encountered a freak like this who could eat the poison and curses of the Dark Country's power like food.
Otherwise, he would have killed him to silence him.
When Huai Shi's condition slightly recovered, he was completely out of strength. He weakly leaned against the door frame and waved his hand at Huai Shi, meaning that the rest was up to him.
Hu Po thought for a moment, then very reluctantly took out a palm-sized gourd from his pocket. He walked in front of Huai Shi, pried open her mouth, and poured a strand of the gourd into her mouth.
It seemed to be wine.
It was sweet and fragrant, carrying the fragrance of flowers and fruits.
She only poured out a fifth of it before she painfully put the gourd back and put the stopper back. There wasn't much wine left in the gourd.
As the wine slid down his throat, the thirst and pain in his body instantly dissipated. Instead, it became warm and comfortable, and his wounds quickly scabbed and closed.
The physical strength that he had used up was completely recovered.
"Good stuff, do you want another bite?" Huai Shi smacked his lips. "I didn't taste it before."
"You're thinking too much."
Hu Po glanced at him and put the small gourd into her arms. Her waist was still slim and he couldn't see how she hid it. He was really curious about how many random things she had in her wide robe …
Huai Shi looked at her a few more times and found that Hu Po's eyes were looking at him with danger, so he quickly looked away.
Of course, he knew why his teammate gave him such good stuff.
After all, Huai Shi was the only one who could do the rest. It was related to the success or failure of the mission, so no one wanted to fail. They only hoped that Huai Shi wouldn't eat and drink for free without doing anything.
"Okay, leave the rest to me."
Huai Shi waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to worry. He got up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and checked the pile of random things that Kitten gave him one last time. After making sure that he didn't miss anything, he walked to the door of the lounge.
He carefully pushed it open.
In the silence, the door opened silently, revealing the deep abyss behind it.
The materialized darkness silently rose and shrunk, as if it was breathing, cold and quiet … Only a gust of chilly wind blew over, causing one's hair to stand on end.
No wonder they all looked so strange. It would be strange if they didn't fall asleep sleeping in a place like this every day!
It was almost winter, but they didn't even install an air conditioner.
Tsk …
Huai Shi pursed his lips, stepped into it, and was swallowed by the darkness.
It was like being swallowed into the stomach of a giant beast, distinguishing the composition of the newcomer and identifying whether or not it was an intruder. When the authority left by Kitten and Huai Shi's own characteristics were verified, he silently appeared in an unfamiliar environment.
In a dilapidated theater.
Huai Shi stood on the stage and looked around.
It was exactly the same as Kitten's place. It was a ruin that had been in disrepair for a long time. Only on the high platform around the stage, the seven huge seats still retained the luxury of the past.
Except for the empty seat on the right that belonged to the long-haired prince, the other six seats had figures leaning on them, sleeping and defenseless.
Only with the appearance of Huai Shi, under one of the chairs, a pair of blood-red eyes crawling in the dust slowly raised.
A half-rotten thing that looked like a snake wrapped around the leg of the chair, snuggling up to the sleeping prince with black hair and black eyes, staring at him vigilantly.
Shocked!
Huai Shi froze for a moment, and a chill ran down his spine.
Why was there a dog inside?!
Kitten didn't say!
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