Under the night sky, the blood-red stripes on Giza's face had turned purple. In the center of the ruined city, she stood on the black, 'slender' multi-headed snake covered in ferocious spikes. From afar, it looked like a giant long-legged spider. She smiled enchantingly.
"You won't have the chance to endanger our hope anymore." The Air Mystic still had that calm expression on his face. He stared at Giza as if he did not care. "I will get rid of you directly."
"Haha." The Blood Mystic chuckled softly. A dimple appeared on her face. "Get rid of me? What are you going to do? "
The Air Mystic's eyes flashed. The blue light on his face shone brightly.
* Whoosh! *
A powerful gust of air exploded around Giza out of nowhere.
It blew the 'pet' beneath her until it lost its footing.
The air current continued to grow stronger, attempting to blow the Blood Mystic upwards.
The black monster beneath her was blown off the ground and floated in the air. All that was left was a spike embedded in the ground.
Giza's expression changed drastically.
The Air Mystic spoke slowly.
"Above the sky, there is a layer of unknown land. It is a place where even air cannot reach.
"It is cold, silent, sometimes bright, sometimes dark.
"It is almost impossible for life to survive there. Even gravity has lost its meaning. You will not fall, nor will you rise. You will only meaninglessly revolve around the sun, the moon, and the stars. "The Air Mystic's voice was emotionless." Go there and sleep for a few thousand years.
"When we have completely won this battle for the survival of the Mystics, which is measured in millennia …"
After the Mystic evolved, his rational and dull voice trembled a little at this moment. "You will be in the new prosperous and magnificent world that we have built. There are no enemies, no fear, no escape, and you will be able to live in it …"
"Awaken!"
— — —
On the deathly silent street, two light footsteps could be heard.
Thales pulled Little Rascal along and 'ran' through a street at a speed that was close to walking. Both of them were panting from exhaustion. They had to stop and press their knees to rest for a while.
"Can we … Can we escape?" Little Rascal's voice trembled. She turned her head away, unwilling to look at the people who had fallen dead on both sides of the road.
"We will find out … Once you're done resting, continue walking. Don't stop." Thales gritted his teeth and persevered.
Little Rascal bit her lower lip and shook her head.
"Year 346 of the Calendar of Eradication, during the Third Peninsular War, the Eastern Peninsula Allied Army attacked Dragon Clouds City. From Shield District, Hammer District, Armor District, to Sword District, Bow District, Arrow District, Spear District … "
Thales lifted his head and glanced at Little Rascal.
The little girl shivered and murmured,
"Apart from Axe District and Heroic Spirit Palace, the entire city had fallen under the Night Wing King's army. That was until Chara raised his black flag in Northland …"
"But even then, there were no casualties in Dragon Clouds City … and now …" Little Rascal's eyes were red. She grabbed Thales' arm tightly, not daring to look at the corpses strewn all over the road. "Dragon Clouds City … Is Dragon Clouds City going to be destroyed …?"
"I don't know." Thales sighed with a heavy heart. "But we're still alive. That's enough."
Thales straightened his body and dragged Little Rascal along without any explanation.
'Also.'
He stared at the ground beneath his feet, carefully avoiding the corpses that appeared every two steps.
'And Dragon Clouds City must have a way to fight against the Mystics.
'Otherwise …'
Thales lifted his head and looked at the dead silent scene on the road. He gritted his teeth lightly.
'This is the power of the Mystics and their?
'But …'
Thales lowered his head and looked at a child who was about his age beside his right foot. Before he died, he was still holding onto a wooden stick. He felt a wave of desolation in his heart.
'Probably no one will survive …'
At this moment, a tired male voice rang from the ruins to their left.
"If I were you, boy …"
Thales shuddered when he heard Little Rascal's scream.
Thales subconsciously took a step back and shielded Little Rascal behind him. He touched JC's dagger with his right hand.
Then, he stared at the source of the voice.
'How …'
Thales frowned in disbelief as he watched a corpse to his left begin to move.
'A … a moving corpse?'
Thales, who had a 'previous record', immediately felt his scalp tingle.
Little Rascal closed her eyes in fear.
The corpse turned over and revealed … a hand?
Thales widened his eyes and stared in shock at the hand that stretched out from the ground. He watched as it pulled away a pile of rubble and wood and dug a hole in the snow.
A head popped out from inside.
Thales felt a chill in his heart.
'No way.'
'Fortunately, it's not what I imagined.'
"If I were you, I wouldn't go over." Under the moonlight, a man with a dirty face, blood all over his body, and clothes full of holes crawled out of the hole. He panted and lay on his back. "Asda's trick wasn't cleaned up very well … There are still 'things' moving in front."
With the help of the moonlight, Thales saw the man's face clearly. He could not help but shudder. He then stared at him.
'My God.
He …
He's — '
"Black Sword!"
Thales blurted out in disbelief.
"You … you're not dead?"
Little Rascal opened her eyes and looked curiously at the dying man in the ruins.
"I played a trick, so I'm not dead yet." Black Sword, who had the face of a passerby, lay on his back on the ground. He flashed a weak and ugly smile and patted his left upper arm. It was wrapped tightly with a thick layer of white cloth, but there was a shocking bloodstain on the surface of the white cloth.
"My life is very tough."
If one were to describe Black Sword's state as' pathetic 'when he was hiding from Asda, then his current state could only be described as' miserable '. Just the large and small wounds on his body made Thales furrow his eyebrows tightly.
Black Sword raised his head with difficulty and looked at the corpses on the street.
He fell back on the ground and let out a long sigh.
"There's a tentacle … made of that thing … and it's still alive." Black Sword gritted his teeth. He broke out in cold sweat and trembled non-stop. At that moment, he seemed to be suffering from some kind of pain. Thales even felt that something was happening in the depths of his body. "And … it's … going crazy. You better … not go over there."
Thales narrowed his eyes and looked at the straight street. As expected, he found a frantically shaking blood-red tentacle in the distance.
'One of Giza's disgusting little pets.'
He began to worry. 'Is there another way?
If not … '
Just as he pulled Little Rascal up and was about to see if there was another way, Black Sword's voice rang behind him again.
"Wait, kid."
Thales hesitated for a moment.
The second prince turned and looked at Black Sword, who was lying on the ground in a miserable state.
"You." Black Sword exhaled abruptly, as if he had just been freed from a wave of pain. He twitched the corner of his mouth and his gaze was sharp. "Who are you?"
Thales looked at him and furrowed his brows.
Little Rascal glanced at the prince and bit her lip.
"That trick of Asda's — the extraction of air — was really terrible. I'm afraid everyone in this street is dead." Black Sword gradually calmed his breathing. Lying on the ground, he fixed his gaze on Thales. "I buried myself underground and desperately sucked in a small amount of air between the rocks and the soil. In the end, I survived and survived."
"You're really lucky." Thales shrugged and turned to leave.
"I'm used to racing against death." Black Sword's deep voice rang behind him. "But you, kid, you shouldn't still be alive."
Thales tightened his grip.
"Asda released a killing move that didn't differentiate between friend and foe, but he didn't forget to protect you, did he?" Black Sword exhaled a mouthful of steaming white air. "Are you really that important to him?
"Who are you?"
Thales was stunned. His heart began to race.
'Fortunately, Black Sword is heavily injured.
'I hope he doesn't have any spare energy to deal with me.
'But …'
Thales raised his head.
"Those two fellows should be fighting right now," Thales said coldly. "You'd better run away quickly.
"Otherwise, when they decide the winner, no matter who wins, you won't have a good ending."
Black Sword stared at him without saying a word. His eyes shone brightly on his filthy face.
That gaze sent a chill down Thales' spine. It was as if Black Sword already knew what Thales was trying to avoid talking about.
Little Rascal tugged at him timidly.
"You'd better be polite, kid." Black Sword's gaze shone with an unsettling glint. He said in a deep voice, "Because right now, I'm your only hope of survival."
Hearing this, Thales was stunned.
"You should be hoping that I recover as soon as possible, get rid of that tentacle, and escape with all of you before the other things catch up."
Thales was stunned.
"What?"
Finally, Black Sword's burning gaze became less piercing. "If the two of them fight, you hope that the winner will be Asda, right?
"You think — at least you're still useful to him?
"You think he won't kill you?"
Thales raised his eyebrows, turned around, and prepared to leave.
"It's a pity." Just as Thales took a step forward, Black Sword shifted his position. This movement made him grimace. "The winner …"
"Will only be …
"That disgusting little girl."
Thales finally furrowed his brows.
He turned to Black Sword again. "Why?"
"I've fought with that little girl once." Black Sword sighed and smiled bitterly. "I survived."
"That little girl has a special sense and … control over living beings with flesh and blood. Maybe she has a killing move like Asda's just now." Under Thales' confused gaze, Black Sword shook his head and exercised his injured left arm. "But that's not the scariest thing about her.
"She seems crazy, brutal, and unreasonable."
Black Sword turned his head, his gaze extremely solemn.
"Deep down, she's someone who really knows how to fight and how to win.
"Compared to her, Asda is like a Hercules who has never fought before. All he has is terrifying brute force.
"In reality, he's weak."
Thales and Little Rascal looked at each other. They saw question marks in each other's eyes.
"How do you know?" Thales shook his head. "You've never seen them fight. Besides, they can't kill each other."
"Killing is one thing, and winning is another." Black Sword snorted. "Asda and I are old acquaintances. Although I can't kill him, I'm used to escaping from him time and time again."
"But, that little girl …"
Black Sword's injury seemed to be improving. He began to exercise his right arm. "When Ramon was killed and I rushed towards her, I had already made up my mind to escape and find a place to recuperate."
Thales sighed. "And here I thought you were really going to step forward and protect us."
"You don't need my protection." Black Sword snorted. "Asda will protect you when the time comes."
Thales shrugged and averted his gaze.
"Anyway, I planned to pretend to be injured by her and use a piece of flesh to confuse her." Black Sword took a deep breath. "Unfortunately, the first time we exchanged blows, I realized …
"I didn't have to 'pretend' to be injured at all."
"This is only the second time we've fought." Cold sweat broke out on Black Sword's forehead again. At that moment, Thales felt a strange power surging out of his body. "She has completely absorbed the experience from our first fight and completely suppressed me."
Black Sword clenched his teeth. His eyes were fierce. "It's different from facing Asda. The second time I faced her, I didn't stand a chance at all.
"That kind of battle awareness and experience …
"It's the seemingly powerful Air Mystic who is actually safe and harmless. It's impossible to imagine."
Thales furrowed his brows again.
'Safe and harmless?'
He thought of the people who were squeezed into balls and complained in his heart.
'You're using domestic quality inspection standards, aren't you?'
At that moment …
* Boom! *
Thales turned his head in shock.
On that perfectly straight street, a blood-red shadow suddenly sprinted towards them!
Little Rascal's grip on his hand tightened. "Ah! It's those … things!
"Damn it!"
Black Sword stared at the wriggling tentacle that was coming towards him. He tested his legs while trembling and could not help but frown. "How can it still run without its roots?"
In the blink of an eye, the blood-red tentacle was before his eyes.
Thales stared at Black Sword, who was lying on the ground, unable to move. He felt Little Rascal on his arm and could not help but feel his soul leave his body.
— —
In the duel between the two Mystics, Giza laughed maniacally. "A new world? Hahahaha … I suddenly realized that you and Lebla should get along well … Why don't you consider joining us Extremists? "
The Air Mystic did not answer.
The next moment, the wind suddenly grew stronger.
The Blood Mystic did not delay any longer. She crouched down and touched the huge, spider-like, pitch-black monster beneath her.
The latter shuddered violently, and more black spikes extended from its main body, which was covered in spikes. They pierced into the ground with the swaying wind.
A faint tremor came from the ground.
Asda, who was calmly watching his opponent's attack, could not help but have a change in expression. A dazzling blue light flashed across his face again.
The Blood Mystic and her pet swayed continuously in the wind, but the former still smiled and met the Air Mystic's gaze.
A black spike protruded from the ground.
* Crack … *
Then, a shrunken version of the pitch-black monster, covered in spikes, broke out of the ground amidst flying soil and stones. Its speed was astonishing!
Three steps behind Asda, he launched a surprise attack at him!
* Bang! *
It crashed into a transparent barrier.
The Air Mystic's expression did not change. He deployed the air wall in time and blocked the incoming monster from the back of its master's head.
However, more and more rustling sounds and cracking sounds came from the Air Mystic's body.
* Crack … Crack … *
Dozens of spider-like black spiky monsters swiftly and agilely broke out of the ground. They surrounded Asda and attacked him from all angles!
The Air Mystic clenched his fist lightly. Visible water vapor immediately rose from a ten-meter radius around him.
The dozens of monsters shuddered at the same time.
But the shuddering only lasted for a moment. These monsters regained their mobility and rushed forward.
The Air Mystic raised his eyebrows.
"It's useless even if you strip them of all the air." The Blood Mystic looked at Asda in amusement from above. "They are little cuties who can survive tenaciously in a vacuum."
Finally, the Air Mystic frowned slightly.
But a second later, he let go of his clenched fist.
* Bang! *
Amidst the shattering sounds of countless house ruins, air pressure surged and pounced on the ten-meter radius of the vacuum, forcefully crushing the dozens of monsters.
In the next moment, on the Air Mystic's face, which seemed extremely calm, layers of ripples surged in the cracked blue light.
With Asda as the center, an invisible air current exploded outwards with an astonishing momentum.
Snow and dust flew, and soil and stones shot in all directions. A circle formed by dust began to expand from the small center.
* Boom! *
The violent air current turned into the most unstoppable whirlwind. It lifted and cleared everything around it!
The Air Mystic observed everything calmly from within the whirlwind.
However, before the air mass with astonishing momentum could completely erupt, the Air Mystic suddenly turned his head and looked in a direction in the dust.
Over there, a pitch-black little monster seemed to ignore the tyrannical and enormous air resistance, pouncing towards him without slowing down at all!
In Asda's eyes, the only thing he saw was the monster swaying unsteadily in the storm. It forcibly lifted a sharp spike and kept the other spikes behind its back. Like an octopus at the bottom of the sea, it sprinted forward with a strange posture.
A hint of solemnity finally appeared on the Air Mystic's seemingly emotionless face.
'This posture and movement …
'It's how Black Sword dealt with it on the cliff just now …'
More and more pitch-black monsters used strange postures and movements to pass through his terrifying air currents and shot towards the Mystic from all directions.
At that moment, Asda hooked his left index finger and shot into the air like a bolt of lightning.
But it was too late.
A monster pounced in the air and shot out an extremely long spike from its abdomen. It pierced through Asda's left shoulder blade.
It pulled him downwards.
The Mystic reacted quickly. With a snap of his fingers, an invisible air mass condensed into a sharp blade under high pressure. It exploded in a flat plane and cut off the spike.
However, more and more monsters either shot out spikes or stepped on the bodies of their own kind and used the momentum to pounce on him.
A monster pounced on his back.
Her other hand wrapped around his ankle.
Another released a spike and pierced through his left eye.
Another landed on his head.
Countless more of their kind charged forward one after another. They had a clear division of labor.
At that moment in the air, dozens of black monsters pounced on the Air Mystic from head to toe, completely covering the blue light on his body.
The next moment, their spiked limbs trembled back and forth like a loosened bowstring.
* Shing! * * Pfft! *
The sound of flesh being scraped could be heard continuously.
The next moment, under the countless monsters' cutting, pulling, piercing, and biting, Asda, who was in the air, turned into countless pieces!
Fingers, elbows, arms, chests, heads, thighs, ankles … The Mystic's broken body fell from the air and scattered all over the ground.
The violent air flow finally stopped.
The Blood Mystic and her black monsters landed on the ground.
"I've said it before. Life is great." The Blood Mystic raised her index finger in a seductive manner and 'wiped' a purplish streak that 'disobeyed' and was running around behind her ear. She looked like she was lecturing a naughty kitten. Then, she said with a terrifying smile,
"For these little cuties, the mission they were born for is to rely on their slender but dense bodies and their sensitivity to the air. In your unreasonable air pressure and cyclones …"
"To hunt." The Blood Mystic chuckled.
Asda's broken body turned into specks of blue light and slowly gathered to form a glowing humanoid silhouette.
"Those movements, those … were all used by Black Sword when he fought against me." A voice came from the glowing blue silhouette. "You saw my battle with him and used the life you created to imitate him."
"Oh, that's all …" Giza's body slowly descended.
"That fellow is very powerful. He actually tricked me with a useless piece of flesh just now …
"Such a powerful fellow, of course he's my role model."
"After all, I was once a witch." The Blood Mystic walked down from the back of the gigantic black monster and covered her mouth as she chuckled. "Learning and research were my past vocations."
The young girl with the purplish-red cracks on her face gently bent down and picked up a black spider-like monster that was' heavily injured 'by the cyclones just now. Her gaze was so gentle that it was as if she was stroking a kitten next door.
But in the next moment, the Blood Mystic's gaze sharpened. The little monster in her hand leaped out and pounced on the Air Mystic's unformed blue light!
As if they had received an order, countless black little monsters pounced on the blue light. Some of them exploded into broken limbs and blood, causing the blue light that was taking shape to fluctuate.
"Mystic energy interference?" The glowing silhouette's tone was doubtful. "You know that this won't work.
At most, it can only delay my rebirth. "
But Giza's reply made it silent. "That's enough."
* Bang! *
A gigantic blood-red tentacle suddenly burst out of the ground under the blue light. Countless smaller tentacles spread out and bound the other monsters in the blue light tightly.
"Giza, you …" The glowing silhouette spoke amidst the fluctuations. It seemed a little surprised.
The Blood Mystic laughed heartily. "Tell me, how much air is there under the ground that is a few hundred feet, a few hundred meters, or even a few thousand meters?"
How much time do you need to use that pitiful amount of air to return to the surface?
It should be enough for me to kill that boy. "
The glowing silhouette did not speak again, but the speed at which it took shape was clearly increasing.
It seemed to have become very anxious.
Unfortunately, every black monster that exploded after entering the blue light could shake off a part of the blue light, greatly reducing its recovery speed.
"Of course, you can evolve to increase your control and range of effect." The Blood Mystic sighed. "But I think that if you want to come back immediately from underground like that, the power you need …"
"You must 'knock on the Door' to realize it, right?"
The glowing silhouette suddenly flashed!
"Come on, are you willing to knock on the Door to protect that boy?" The Blood Mystic said with a charming smile. "Or are you willing to watch that boy die for your own safety?"
The glowing silhouette flashed more and more rapidly.
"See, this is the sorrow of never being on the battlefield." The Blood Mystic snorted softly and stroked her hair, which had turned blood-red due to the evolution.
"You bunch of people who have never fought in a civil war …
"Newbies."
A few seconds later, the glowing silhouette finally spoke.
"I don't understand.
"That's not your style."
"Your so-called reasons are also not valid."
"Why would you rather pay such a huge price and risk being sealed by the legendary anti-mystic equipment and being discovered by Hellen?" Asda's voice, which had yet to take shape, sounded illusory. "You still want to …
"Kill that boy?
"Just because you don't want him to suffer?"
At that moment, the two Mystics were silent for a moment.
Finally, the Blood Mystic replied flatly, "You won't understand, except for me.
"None of us will understand."
In the next moment, the huge blood-red tentacle dragged the black monster in the blue silhouette along with the blue light, which had yet to take shape, into the bottomless ground.
Countless stones and soil tumbled down again, filling up the hole where the tentacle broke out of the ground.
The tremors lasted for a long time.
Until it became smaller and smaller.
Until it disappeared.
Only Giza was left. She silently stared at the ground where Asda disappeared.
Her gaze was filled with thought-provoking and complicated emotions.
The huge black monster behind her crawled forward. It extended its head or thorny limbs to her hand and intimately nudged the Blood Mystic.
"Yes." The purplish red spots on Giza's face gradually faded. Her emotions also returned to normal.
She gently stroked the monster beside her and said softly,
"At least I still have you."
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