With extreme speed, Jala and Groudon charged at Cohen at the same time.
If Cohen was a point, then the direction in which Jala and Groudon were charging from was exactly centered around Cohen. Groudon was on the left, and Jala was on the right.
Groudon growled. His veins bulged, and his crimson sword stabbed at Cohen.
He would not stop until he saw the blood of his enemy.
Kohen was stunned for a moment, but Jala, who was charging forward, only lightly tapped his left shoulder, then his right shoulder.
Cohen, who was about to attack Groudon, saw the look in Jala's eyes behind the goggles.
The police officer immediately understood Jala's intention.
Cohen felt his heavy injury, but did not think too much about it.
He knew that he could not block Groudon's sword.
Then he might as well not defend.
'Girl,' Cohen thought. 'Don't disappoint me.'
Cohen's eyes were clear. He ignored the approaching green sword and decisively switched the silver saber to his left hand. He held it in a reverse grip, gave up on defense, and focused on waiting for the female bartender's arrival.
Sure enough, the next moment, Jala threw the Wolf Limb Blade in her right hand at the aggressive Groudon.
The flying Wolf Limb Blade shot towards the red-black swordsman's abdomen from the left.
Jala's right hand was free, but she continued to charge at Cohen.
The next moment, Groudon's sword arrived in front of Cohen's abdomen.
The green longsword stabbed into Cohen's abdomen.
But Jala's Wolf Limb Blade in the air also slashed across Groudon's left chest.
Groudon roared angrily.
Cohen groaned in pain.
Because of the interference from the Wolf Limb Blade, the stab was slightly off the mark, avoiding his vital organs.
The Glory of the Stars in Cohen's body surged and gathered near his injured muscles.
Looking at the red-black swordsman's fierce gaze, Cohen endured the pain and turned his head to look at the female bartender on his right.
He chose to believe her.
But what about her?
Would she believe him?
Groudon snorted coldly and instantly pulled out his sword.
He turned around and faced the attacking Jala.
In front of him, the police officer endured the pain in his abdomen. The Glory of the Stars shone, and the saber in his left hand fell.
It pierced the ground.
He looked like a heavily injured swordsman struggling at the last moment.
Groudon's expression was cold. His ruthless Power of Eradication, which was completely different from the Glory of the Stars, surged again.
He had already prepared all his sword moves.
He only needed one strike to pierce through the space between the young lady's eyebrows.
You can't save him.
The result of recklessness is that you will die together with him.
However, Jala only cast a cold glance at Groudon before she moved past Kohen.
They could even bypass Groudon!
He ran to Cohen's back.
Groudon was stunned for a moment.
Didn't she want to save them?
Jala did not choose to take the opportunity to attack Groudon. She knew that Groudon was ready to counterattack.
Ralf attacked from behind her with the sound of the wind.
The bartender knew that there was only one chance.
Next, she calmly extended her right hand.
His life was in Cohen's hands.
The police officer gritted his teeth. His right hand, which was strengthened by the Glory of the Stars, suddenly swung backward.
Now!
Jala, who had just passed by him, had her right hand seized by Thales in midair!
It was like handing over the baton in a relay race.
"Ah!"
Kohen roared. The remaining Glory of the Stars in his body gathered into blue light spots and spread to his right arm. He yanked Jala, who was behind him, back with all his might!
The long sword in the police officer's left hand stabbed into the ground acted as a anchor. Due to the huge impact, it made an unpleasant sound of friction.
The next moment, as the police officer pulled back with his sword, the light Jala drew a semicircle in midair like a chain hammer. In an instant, she was swung to the other side of Groudon by Kohen.
She changed directions in an instant!
Jala held Kohen's hand tightly like a lover. The Wolf Limb Blade in her left hand looked down from above and slashed down coldly!
The red-and-black swordsman's face was filled with shock.
'So that's what she's trying to do. She wants to get the green-skinned swordsman's cooperation. With their combined strength, she can instantly attack my unguarded side.'
He calmly pursed his lips. 'It's a good idea, but she's still at Ordinary Level. She's underestimating the abilities of a supra class swordsman.'
The Power of Eradication in his arm quickly grew. The speed of the green longsword increased, and it swung to the right at a faster speed than usual.
'Before you attack, I can … Hmm?'
Groudon's gaze instantly froze.
In front of him, Kohen gritted his teeth and rushed towards him.
He used his body to block Groudon's sword!
Sparks flew.
* Crack! * That was the sound of Groudon's shoulder bone being cut, followed by his chest being cut open.
The Wolf Limb Blade went down from Groudon's right shoulder and tore open his right chest.
* Crack! * That was the sound of Kohen's right arm being dislocated and his right rib being cut.
A large amount of blood gushed into the air from Groudon's right shoulder!
It sprayed all over Jala's face!
At that moment, the sound of Ralf's wind finally reached Kohen's side.
Groudon opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood in disbelief.
Then, he smiled as if he had been freed and instantly collapsed.
'Good blade.
Good cooperation. '
Groudon gently closed his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, the terrifying red-and-black swordsman was killed by Kohen and Jala's strange yet tacit cooperation!
The Phantom Wind Follower saw Groudon's fate.
He could not believe that the terrifying supra class swordsman by the Air Mystic's side, who had the upper hand just a moment ago, was easily killed in the next moment!
But he did not have time to be shocked.
Because Kohen roared and stomped on the ground. He pulled out his saber with his left hand and, ignoring his dislocated right arm, turned around and rushed towards him!
The sword flashed.
Ralf chuckled. 'How can I stop the Phantom Wind Follower at this speed?
Even in a high-speed collision, I can change direction at any time … What? '
Ralf was surprised to see Jala, who was beside Kohen, kneel down on one knee and slam into Kohen's chest!
The police officer managed to turn around while groaning in pain. However, the speed at which he charged towards Ralf immediately increased by more than one fold!
'Damn it!
At this speed, I can't possibly … '
Ralf roared and activated his psionic ability with all his might!
Amidst the howling wind, Ralf pulled out his hidden blades and blocked the police's fatal strike.
However, the police's longsword seemed to have a life of its own. With a twist and a thrust, it suppressed Ralf.
Sword Lock.
One of the Swordsmen of Eradication's signature sword techniques. It was used to lock the enemy's weapon.
In despair, Ralf saw Jala, who was in Kohen's arms, pop her head out with a cold expression.
'No.'
At the moment when he could not break free from Kohen's longsword, the female bartender stretched out her right hand.
Crushed his throat with ease and pleasure.
Two people and a corpse fell to the ground at the same time.
'Fortunately, this Psionic has never been on the battlefield,' the police thought.
'If he didn't retreat at the first instance, but attacked … then we're done for.'
Kohen spat out blood in a pathetic manner. The pain in his chest and abdomen, as well as the dislocation of his right arm, made him unable to get up.
"Who … Who are you?"
The police asked the girl in his arms weakly.
Jala, who was at the end of her tether, had exhausted all her strength. She lay in the police's broad embrace, turning her face to wipe the blood off her face on the police officer's uniform.
The female bartender trembled slightly, but she still showed a relieved smile.
"None of your business."
The young female bartender replied with a smile, but her eyes were a little sore.
'Brat, you should be able to escape.'
* Kaboom! *
At that moment, a dull explosion came from afar.
—
"Qiren, you need passion to do research. You can't be lazy. Academics are a lifetime of interest and dedication.
"In the end, when you reach my age, you will realize that you will not fit in with the crowd. You will become eccentric, indifferent, and difficult to be moved. You will realize that what truly supports you to the end is not vanity, not results, not satisfaction, but the purest persistence from a long time ago.
"So you have to understand Professor Chen's stubbornness and madness. That is probably the only persistence he has left in his life."
Thales shook his head and recalled another piece of memory. He pulled himself out of the ruins.
When the prince crawled out of the ruins, covered in blood, he raised his head and saw Asda looking down at him with a complicated expression on his face.
The Air Mystic's clothes and long hair were still as bright as new, as if he had never been through the explosion.
'Lunatic, paranoid.'
Thales criticized in his heart. He was extremely exhausted and had no strength to resist anymore.
He simply turned over and lay down in the ruins.
He was a little tired of this lawless world where power was the most important thing.
"You … Mystic, do whatever you want."
The transmigrator gasped for air.
'A lunatic who would kill at the slightest disagreement.
'No wonder the Mystics lost the war.'
Asda quietly looked at Thales on the ground with a strange gaze. After a while, he suddenly laughed strangely. "Hahaha, is this also a coincidence?"
The strange Mystic gently waved his right hand, and Thales was lifted up by the air.
But Asda did not kill him again.
He waved his hand again, and the air around Thales began to flow at the same time. It instantly stopped all the prince's bleeding.
Thales was lifted up by the Mystic and landed on his feet.
But the prince still looked at the blue-robed Mystic with an unfriendly expression. He no longer held any hope of communicating rationally with Asda.
"Child, you just used some kind of power to break my mystic barrier. Those things you call 'air walls'," Asda said softly. There was some excitement in his tone.
"Only a 'supreme class' elite can do this, but you … Also, the power in your body can interfere and affect my mystic energy. Do you know what this means?"
"I don't even know what 'supreme class' is," Thales replied weakly. "Even if I knew, I wouldn't want to tell a lunatic who was just about to kill me."
Asda stopped smiling and looked at him with a profound gaze.
"It seems like you don't know your own nature, child.
But it's okay. Everyone has their first time losing control. We all start from ignorance. "
'Who will take this lunatic … Huh?'
Thales calmed himself down and thought about the meaning behind Asda's words.
Then, he raised his head in surprise and looked at the Mystic who wanted to kill him just now.
"First time losing control?
"We?"
Asda looked at the child, his eyes radiating fanaticism.
"Yes, we — the Mystics."
Looking at the fervor in the Mystic's eyes, Thales suddenly felt an inexplicable fear.
He subconsciously took a step back and shook his head in fear.
But the Mystic took a step forward. His voice was filled with a spine-chilling fervor and madness.
"Yes, child. You were right. Your future value is definitely worth me letting go — no, it's worth me doing my best to guide you! Child, what's your name?
"Ever since we were betrayed by those two b * stards and lost the Battle of Eradication, our numbers have dwindled!"
Asda grabbed his shoulder tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, Thales would run away.
"No."
Thales murmured and took a step back. But Asda's hand still held him tightly and refused to let go.
'This kind of mentally unstable lunatic who kills without blinking an eye.
'This kind of taboo existence that everyone in the world hates.
'What a joke! 'Someone take this lunatic away.'
The world of Errol seemed to hear his prayer.
"You can say 'no', but you can't refuse. This is only the first time you lost control, and every — Urgh!"
Asda, who was still talking endlessly, suddenly froze.
A smooth blade suddenly poked out of Asda's chest.
Asda lowered his head in disbelief. He looked at the blade on his chest and let go of Thales.
Thales was also shocked. He took a few steps back, tripped over a wooden plank, and fell to the ground.
But Thales did not see fear, panic, or any other emotion in the Mystic's eyes.
It was as if he was not stabbed in the back, but bitten by a mosquito. He was bewildered, "Why is there a mosquito?"
It was as if he couldn't even feel the pain.
'My heart was obviously pierced,' Thales thought in horror.
Asda stared at the blade on his chest with a strange expression.
"Impossible." Asda frowned and raised his head to think carefully. He said to the person behind him, "That's impossible.
He said to the person behind him, "Even if you are a supreme class elite, it is impossible not to breathe. It is impossible not to move the air when you move. It is impossible not to have air pressure in your body. As long as there is breathing, air flow, and changes in air pressure, it is impossible to escape my control!
"How long have you been in Red Street Market? How did you hide from the mystic energy of air?
"No, you can't break through the air wall. Otherwise, you would have attacked in the house just now, right?
"Tell me."
There was no answer.
Asda turned around with a gloomy expression. He did not care that the blade was still in his back. He coldly said to the ambusher behind him, "Tell me.
Tell me. "
This time, Thales saw the ambusher behind Asda clearly.
The ambusher stood quietly. He was dressed in black with a hoodie. Everything from his gloves to his boots was black.
What was even stranger was that the assailant was wearing a dark purple mask, and this mask only had two dark lenses where the eyes should be.
He did not move.
Like a ghost.
At that moment, anger flashed through Asda's thoughts, which were formed by mystic energy.
Anger was a human emotion. After all, it had left him for a long time.
So the mystic energy in his body surged and quickly helped him regain his calmness and rationality.
"I think you must be very patient," Asda said in a low voice.
"You waited until my mystic energy was unstable and my senses were low to ambush me?"
"Very good. You did it. You ambushed a Mystic." Asda did not care about the blade in his chest. He stared at the ambusher wearing the strange mask.
"So, who are you?
"Are you here to deal with me?
"Which family do you belong to?"
He asked a few questions, but the strange masked man still did not move.
Asda frowned. After asking those questions, he could not sense the flow of air in the strange man's body at all. 'Is he not surprised or pleased? Does he not react to my questions?
My ability to sense air, which has always worked like a mind reader, actually failed? '
He could only use force.
"Do you think you can kill me like this?"
Asda took a step forward and raised his left hand gently. There seemed to be no emotion or thought in his eyes.
As he moved his fingers, the air began to flow. The space around the strange masked man began to be compressed by the air.
'I can't let it spread beyond Red Street Market,' Asda thought. Otherwise, the Kingdom's Wrath and Black Sword would notice and rush over. Today's operation would be meaningless.
'I'll use a small amount of mystic energy first. I just need to get rid of the mask in front of me.'
This time, the strange masked man spoke.
"No, a Mystic cannot be killed."
His voice penetrated the mask and traveled faintly.
"So, you are not mute or deaf." Asda looked at the two lenses on the mask, but he could not see anything other than the complicated mechanical gears behind the lenses.
Thales almost cried out in surprise.
Because the strange man's voice was hoarse and difficult to distinguish.
It was the voice that made him 'lower his head' during the battle between Jala and Ralf.
The strange masked man took a light step forward and walked past Asda.
It was as if the terrifying air pressure around him could not stop him at all!
Under the Air Mystic's bewildered gaze, the strange masked man extended his hand and swung it. The short sword disappeared from Asda's back and appeared in his hand!
It was a short sword with a crossed hilt, and it was dark in color.
Asda frowned, but surprisingly, he did not resist. He only stared coldly at the uninvited guest and considered the situation at hand.
'What is he relying on? According to the updated information yesterday, the Judgment Spear is at the Western Frontline, the Motionless Bow is in the suburbs, the Staff of Constellation is in the palace, and as for the Supreme Sword and Shield, half of it is still in cooldown, while the other half is in Broken Dragon Fortress. The ordinary anti-mystic equipment in Eternal Star City is not enough to seal a Mystic above supreme class.
'Why is this mask so calm?'
Thales watched in disbelief as the masked man removed the short sword from Asda's back. The wound on Asda's chest, which was supposed to be bleeding, emitted a faint blue light.
Then the blue light turned into his clothes. They were as bright as new, as if he had never been pierced by a short sword in his chest.
'Mystic …' Thales began to believe Asda's crazy words. 'What kind of monster is a Mystic?'
But before Thales could figure this out, he was shrouded by a figure.
The strange masked man walked in front of Thales, and before he could react, he held the skinny boy in his arms.
Thales was about to struggle, but the strange masked man gently pressed the back of his neck. The boy felt his strength slowly disappear, and he fell limp in his arms.
In a daze, Thales saw Asda raise his hands from the corner of his eyes.
"Hey, be careful of him —" The boy wanted to speak, but the strange masked man covered his mouth.
But Asda was still behind him, and he was no longer prepared to observe.
This boy was too important.
"Since you know that a Mystic cannot be killed, why did you still attack?" Asda's mystic energy surged, stirring up the air within a fifty-meter radius.
"You can't possibly be at the 'True World' level, but you should at least be at the peak of the 'supreme class'."
"You even have a way to hide from mystic energy?"
Asda waved his hands with an unfriendly gaze. Thales immediately felt that the air pressure around him had changed.
The Air Mystic was about to attack.
"But no matter who you are —"
However, Asda's words were interrupted by his own horrified discovery.
"This! What is this! "
What was interrupted was the air pressure around him.
Thales raised his head, looked over the masked man's shoulder, and saw that Asda's eyes were filled with terror.
The Mystic trembled and took a step back, looking at his chest. There, the hole made by the masked man was now flashing with purple light.
That was the first time Thales saw terror in a Mystic's eyes.
The masked man lowered his head and approached Thales, his hoarse voice echoing in his ears, "A Mystic cannot be killed, but a Mystic is not invincible."
For some reason, Thales suddenly felt at ease.
He subconsciously felt that this strange man in front of him was much safer than the lunatic behind him.
Asda was now clutching his chest in panic!
It was as if the purple light was about to explode from his chest.
He raised his head abruptly and looked at the masked man, his voice filled with fear and hatred!
"This is … the Imperial Kingdom's … legendary anti-mystic equipment!"
The masked man covered Thales' eyes with his hands.
"Those two bastards …" Thales did not hear the rest of Asda's words.
Because the moment Asda gritted his teeth indignantly and turned into hundreds of beams of light that burst forth with infinite energy, Thales felt as if he had entered another dimension. All sound and light disappeared from his senses.
Thales knew that he was already far away from Red Street Market.
The night was finally coming to an end.
When Jala woke up again, she found herself being carried on a sturdy shoulder.
The streets on both sides were slowly retreating.
When she realized the situation she was in, she hastily slapped the familiar man.
"Hey! Edmund! Put me down! I still need to go back — "
The fat chef only snorted impatiently. "Let you go back to that pretty boy lover? And a cop at that? If Big Sis finds out — hehe — "
Jala blushed. "That cop is not my lover!"
"I clearly saw you lying in his arms, that face full of happiness —"
"Did you not pay attention to our surroundings? Hey!"
"I did! The night was dark and windy, in the dead of night, amidst the flowers and under the moonlight, no one knew, a rendezvous — "
"You're getting the point wrong, fatty!"
"Right or wrong, you'll know in the future —"
"Hey, I'm not going to talk nonsense with you, I still need to find someone —"
"You're already in this state, don't expect me to let you go back."
"Damn fatty! Stupid chef! Put me down, I want to challenge you! "
"With just you? You're only slightly more outstanding in the 'ordinary class'. Come back and say this to me when you reach the 'supra class'. "
"Hey, I really have someone very important to find —"
"Forget about a cop, even if you're looking for a prince, it's useless!"
"Damn fatty, you're using this matter to stab me again! Oh dear, just put me down, won't you, Uncle Edmund- "
"You're already in your twenties and you're still acting like a spoiled child? Do you still think you're a young girl? Aren't you ashamed? "
"No, Uncle, you're already in your forties, aren't you still as young as a three-year-old?"
"Hmph, I'm young at heart — huh? What's wrong with this sentence? "
At the same time, on the other side of the street, Kohen was woken up by a slap.
In his daze, he realized that the person in front of him was his immediate superior, the police chief, Lorbec Deira!
However, the chief was currently applying medicine to his serious wounds with an unhappy expression. When he saw that Kohen had woken up, he said angrily,
"Hero, you're awake? Have you gotten rid of the Brotherhood and Blood Bottle Gang after strolling around for the whole night? "
"I —"
"You're really daring! You openly disobeyed orders, a lone hero! Aren't you proud of yourself? "
"But —"
"But what? If it weren't for your father, I would have killed you long ago! Would I have come to look for you after seeing the sword glare? "
"But —"
"But what? I'm really unlucky to have a subordinate like you! Do you think that you're the male lead of a play in the Dark Night Temple, and that the one just now was the female lead? "
"She —"
"Don't mention that girl! If your father knew that you came to Red Street Market in the middle of the night to look for a woman — "
"No —"
"You still have the cheek to say that? Even the red card of Laurel Club, Miss Lillian, came to report that you went to her bedroom in the middle of the night! "
"This —"
"Patrol captain, level two police officer, openly disobeyed orders and sought pleasure in the middle of the night! Let me tell you, you'll be suspended when you get back! "
"Sigh —"
At this moment, a second loud sound came from the center of Red Street Market!
* Boom! *
The entire Eternal Star City heard this terrifying explosion!
* Boom! *
This time, the shockwave from the air explosion soared into the sky!
The high-temperature dust that was kicked up by the explosion suddenly came from afar!
Director Lorbec and the dejected Cohen looked in the direction of the center of Red Street Market in shock!
"This — oh no," the director muttered. "The city construction funds that were just approved —"
"Director, you've missed the point!"
"People who don't care about money and don't care about the house, shut up!"
On the other side of the street, Edmund the cook and Jala, who was on his shoulder, looked at the aftermath of the explosion in shock.
"Little Jala," Edmund muttered, "Fortunately, we ran fast and were far away."
"Is that the point?"
"Didn't Big Sis say that safety comes first?"
"You — are really my three-year-old uncle!"
"Hey, hey, how can you say that!"
—
When Thales' legs landed on the ground again, he could not help but lie on the ground and cough.
The wounds all over his body seemed to have started to hurt.
The strange masked man stood quietly at the side, as if nothing had happened.
"Asda — is that Mystic dead?"
"No," the hoarse voice answered, "But he won't appear again for at least a decade."
Thales' heart tightened at first, but he immediately relaxed.
The Mystic's madness, abnormality, and strangeness had left a deep impression on him.
Ten years was enough for him to come up with a countermeasure.
Thales suddenly raised his head, as if remembering something.
"I still have a companion. When she protected me —"
"She's fine." The hoarse voice seemed to know what he was thinking and immediately answered, "She's on her way back to District XC."
Thales breathed a sigh of relief and his whole body went limp.
But he immediately remembered an extremely important point.
"You — Mister." With his previous bad record of coming into contact with the Mystic, Thales asked cautiously,
"Who are you?"
Thales did not expect a person who wore a mask and hid his identity to answer him in a friendly manner.
But the next scene almost made his jaw drop to the ground!
The masked man, who was murderous just a moment ago, suddenly took a step back. He placed his right hand on his left chest and his left arm behind his waist. He knelt down on one knee and bowed his head. He replied respectfully and solemnly,
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