Thales stared at the small red sword in his hand absentmindedly.
He did not even notice when Little Rascal shuddered and moved closer to him. She pulled him up from the ground with all her might.
'The Blade of Purification.
'Is that its name?'
Even under the dim moonlight, the blood-red edge of the sword was extremely bright.
Thales tried his best to sort out the thoughts in his mind. He even forgot about the environment he was in.
'Is this sword a living thing?
'If it is, why didn't it move in Black Sword's hand?
'If it isn't, then what is that voice …'
'That voice that came from my ear — no, it's more like it came from the bottom of my heart. Why is it so similar to what happened when the High Priestess of Bright Moon Temple prayed?'
The moment he touched it, the burning sensation that seeped out of his body reminded him of the scene when his mystic energy 'went out of control'. 'Is there a connection between the two?'
'It' said, 'My blood brother.' 'What does that mean?'
'It' also said, 'It's been a long time.'
'Have I seen this thing — the legendary anti-mystic equipment — before?'
More and more questions popped up in Thales' mind, but none of them had an answer.
It only made him more confused and confused.
"What did you do?!"
Black Sword's voice rang in his ear, stern and fierce.
Thales was startled. He snapped out of his daze and unconsciously loosened his right hand.
* Clang! *
The small red sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Black Sword struggled to lift his upper body with his weak body.
He did not know whether it was because of the shock or his injuries, but his expression was very unpleasant. A pair of sharp eyes locked on Thales' face.
"Why, why did it suddenly become effective?"
Thales only reacted then. He looked at the small sword on the ground, took a deep breath, and looked up at Black Sword.
"About that …" The second prince forced an awkward smile. "I … don't know?"
Black Sword's frown deepened.
Little Rascal let out a "huh?"
"Look!"
The girl pointed at the ground, her voice filled with surprise. "It changed back!"
Black Sword and Thales were shocked. Their gazes were once again attracted by the small sword on the ground.
The small sword that once shone with a red glow in Thales' hand began to change color.
The bright blood-like blade on the ground faded once more, turning into the same dull and dark red color as before — as if all its blood had been sucked out.
Thales blinked in bewilderment.
He was not the only one who reacted this way.
The legendary assassin of the Brotherhood shook his head shakily, his expression puzzled.
"What exactly is this …"
"If only Ramon was still here …" Black Sword looked at the dimming small sword. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth. His eyes were filled with indignation.
Right at this moment, another loud explosion sounded from afar.
Bang!
Before anyone could react, a dilapidated house not far away suddenly turned into dust!
A terrifying giant blood-colored tentacle soared into the sky.
In the distance, the hydra's silhouette was faintly discernible in the smoke.
Both Thales and Little Rascal shuddered. They watched in astonishment as the tentacle split into countless tiny limbs. Like a group of densely packed, wriggling snakes, they swept towards them from all directions.
"What are you waiting for?"
Black Sword roared anxiously, "Run!"
Thales shuddered.
Without saying a word, he grabbed the pale-faced Little Rascal. Ignoring everything that had just happened, he dashed in the opposite direction of the tentacles.
This kind of tentacle again …
'So …' Thales gritted his teeth. 'Did Asda really lose?
Aren't Mystics immortal and indestructible?
Then how did he lose?
'Damn it.
I have to keep running! '
As for Black Sword, who was still on the ground, unable to move …
He could only wish him luck.
However, this time, the tentacles seemed to be exceptionally swift and powerful. They flooded the corpse-strewn street like a tidal wave. Everywhere they went, there was a terrifying sizzling sound.
When Thales heard it, he felt a chill run down his spine. He was scared out of his wits.
Without Asda's protection and protection, they had barely taken four or five steps when the first small tentacle caught up to them.
This time, its target was only Thales!
In an instant, Thales felt a weight under his feet. His ankle was tightly entangled by the tentacle that came first.
Thales felt a chill run down his spine.
Thud!
He staggered and fell to the ground.
The tentacle began to twist and drag him backwards.
"No!" Little Rascal screamed. She turned around and grabbed Thales' arm tightly, trying to save him from the entanglement of the tentacles.
However, how could the strength of two children struggle against the multi-headed snake's tentacles?
They were dragged towards the snake-like tentacles.
"Damn it!"
Thales felt his scalp tingle as he watched his ankle being entangled tighter and tighter.
He glanced behind them and saw other tentacles getting closer and closer. In just a few seconds, they were right in front of him.
The melted, broken, and stuck limbs of the tentacles were clearly visible before his eyes.
Thales shuddered. He quickly turned around and yelled, "Run!"
However, Little Rascal only bit her lower lip and refused to let go of his arm. She shook her head violently.
They were dragged a few meters back.
Sizzling …
The terrifying sound of flesh rubbing against each other came closer.
Thales felt a chill run down his spine.
'Sh * t.
'It's too late.'
Soon, countless tentacles blotted out the sky and the moon. Like a raging wave, they swept over slowly.
The first tentacle wrapped around Little Rascal's left arm.
The second covered Thales' back.
The third, the fourth, and the fifth …
From his limbs to his body, these tentacles bound him and Little Rascal tightly.
"No!"
The sticky, warm, yet nauseating tentacles covered Thales' eyes as he roared, blocking Little Rascal's tear-stained face from his line of sight.
Little Rascal screamed and let go of Thales' hand as he was pulled.
Thales' eyes were about to pop out of their sobs as he watched Little Rascal's sorrowful face disappear before his eyes.
'No, no!'
Thales desperately reached for JC's dagger as the tentacles pulled on him all over his body.
At the juncture of life and death, he no longer cared about secrets or side effects.
He had to use mystic energy … or what he thought was mystic energy!
However, just as the second prince was about to stab himself with the dagger, another tentacle came from behind and bound his right arm.
Then, it dragged him backward!
He could not touch the dagger.
Thales gritted his teeth in indignation.
'No.'
He was like a prey hunted by a spider, trapped in a spider's web and unable to move.
He could only close his eyes and wait for death.
But at this moment …
Black Sword's low growl suddenly rang in his ears.
"Ah!"
Then, the sound of flesh being torn apart could be heard one after another.
* Swoosh! *
Thales shuddered. He felt the momentum of his being dragged suddenly lessen.
In the next moment, the tentacles wrapped around his head and face were suddenly released.
Blood splattered everywhere. Black Sword, who was covered in wounds, appeared in Thales' sight.
Thales was instantly invigorated!
Before he could speak, Black Sword roared and swung the red smallsword in his hand amidst the surging group of tentacles.
* Whoosh! *
The wind howled, flesh and blood splattered everywhere. The blade of the sword drew circles and circles on the flesh and blood of the tentacles.
It cut and severed the tentacles one after another.
The tentacles trembled, and like a pot of boiling oil, they madly attacked Black Sword!
With a body riddled with wounds, Black Sword displayed a speed that did not match his physical condition. His body sometimes trembled to break free from the entanglement, and sometimes he turned to dodge the attacks. He fought with all his might in the group of tentacles that surrounded him from all directions.
Black Sword dodged a tentacle that reached for his left shoulder. His right arm trembled, and with a strange rhythm, he shook off a tentacle that was resting on it. Then, he roared and cut off a tentacle that was binding Thales' left leg.
Black Sword's expression was unpleasant. He stepped on the ground full of tentacles. His legs had been unknowingly entangled, but he was still oblivious.
The smallsword in his hand never stopped swinging. Sometimes, it would cut off a tentacle that was binding Thales, and sometimes, it would cut off a tentacle that was trying to stop him.
Black Sword stood in front of Thales amidst the group of countless tentacles. His gaze was firm, and his body moved.
At that moment, he was like a restless bug that had fallen into a spider's web. He was stubborn and unyielding, struggling with all his might and trembling incessantly.
Thales watched the scene in a daze.
"Hold on to me!"
Black Sword roared. His left arm, which was wrapped in a thick cloth and had a thick bloodstain on it, grabbed Thales' shoulder in a death grip.
Then, he swung the smallsword again and instantly cut off three tentacles that were binding Thales!
* Rip! *
The next moment, Black Sword's expression was fierce. Like pulling a carrot, he forcefully pulled Thales out from the mass of tentacles!
Thales hugged Black Sword's arm tightly and coughed continuously.
Black Sword swung with great force and threw Thales out of the tentacles' range!
Thales rolled on the ground and panted rapidly.
A few tentacles wanted to follow Thales, but they were mercilessly cut off by Black Sword before his eyes.
As for Black Sword himself, he was increasingly entangled by the tentacles.
Thales did not even have the time to catch his breath. He quickly turned around and saw Black Sword, who was almost drowned in the tentacles, struggling bitterly after saving Thales with a burst of power.
Thales instinctively wanted to crawl backwards, but when he raised his head and saw Black Sword's gaze, he could not help but stop in his tracks.
That man was still fighting ceaselessly in the mass of tentacles.
"This sword … Why isn't it working?!" Black Sword looked at the red smallsword in his hand and roared, "These things haven't disappeared!"
Thales, who had just escaped death, felt mentally and physically exhausted. He propped himself up on the floor and listened to the sizzling sound of the tentacles behind him. The helpless expression on Little Rascal's face when she was finally dragged away appeared in his eyes. He could only feel an unbearable resentment in his heart.
'How could this be?'
He gritted his teeth and roared back without thinking, "How the f * ck would I know?! I was holding it just now and … "
As soon as the words left his mouth, both of them shuddered!
Thales understood something.
A tentacle seized the opportunity to wrap itself around Black Sword's neck, causing him to tremble all over.
At the critical moment, Black Sword did not swing his sword again. Almost drowned in the tentacles, he gave Thales a deep look.
"Little fella!" Black Sword suddenly raised his voice.
Thales panted and tried his best to stand up.
A few tentacles had already bypassed Black Sword and were in front of Thales!
However, in the next moment, Thales saw Black Sword move his arm, causing the wind to whistle.
A black shadow spun and pounced towards the prince's face!
Thales subconsciously narrowed his eyes. He could not help but raise his right hand to protect his head and face.
However, the black shadow made a perfect turn and accurately fell into Thales' right palm, which he had just raised.
The Prince of Constellation subconsciously clenched his fist and felt a weight on his hand!
Thales bent his knees. In a flurry, he caught the smallsword that Black Sword had thrown at him. The hilt just flew into his palm.
'Although I don't want to admit it,' Thales took a deep breath, 'Black Sword's throw was really accurate.'
Black Sword took one last look at Thales before he was completely drowned by the tentacles.
The tentacles that wrapped around Black Sword lifted the 'prey' and swept it backwards.
Thales breathed in a daze, but he knew what he was going to do.
'Please.'
He gritted his teeth and brandished the smallsword. Stepping on the ruins and snow, he ran forward.
'Hurry up and give it to me …
'Make it work!'
"Ah —"
In the next moment, Thales roared with all his might, as if that would calm him down. He swung the smallsword at the tentacles that were pouncing towards him.
One of the tentacles touched Thales' face, causing him to feel numb. The other tentacle reached for his hands and made an unpleasant sizzling sound.
However, in the next moment, that strange burning sensation attacked his heart again. His blood vessels began to surge endlessly again.
Thales' smallsword changed.
As if it had been injected with some kind of power, its dull, dark red blade, starting from the hilt in Thales' hand, gradually changed color and glowed.
It became bright red again, as if it had been revitalized — just like before.
Red light spread out.
The two tentacles that were closest to Thales immediately trembled before the smallsword's blade!
In just a few seconds, their warm and strong flesh curled up and withered into dull gray limbs. With the sizzling sound of roasting flames and red steam, they were turned into ashes!
Thales was shocked. 'It's effective!'
He did not stop. Instead, he charged forward without a care for his life.
Not far away, the Blood Mystic, who was facing off against Gleeward and Nicholas, turned her head and cast a glance in his direction.
Giza's tentacles were very 'memorable'. Thales did not want to experience the warm, solid, sticky, and slippery sensation when he bumped into them.
'It's too disgusting.'
But this time, Thales only lowered his head, raised his smallsword, and charged forward with all his might.
Surprisingly, Thales did not run into any substantial obstacles that could stop him for more than a few seconds, even though the group of tentacles looked so terrifying.
Thales stared at the ground, not letting the surging tentacles in front of him affect his vision. With just one breath, he continued to run.
His entire body crashed into the mass of tentacles that wrapped around the black sword in a disorderly manner.
The wall of flesh and blood formed by the tentacles crumbled the moment he touched it. Ashes fell continuously in front of him.
If he was entangled by a tentacle, Thales would subconsciously lean the blade against that spot. In just a few seconds, the tentacles would tremble slightly, then loosen and turn into ashes.
Like ripples on the surface of a lake, the tentacles trembled, retreated, and dispersed in front of him.
At a speed faster than when they came, they curled towards the roots.
But Thales still did not care. He just raised his sword and charged forward.
The next second, he felt the ground beneath his feet become empty.
Thales panicked and fell to the ground.
But he did not fall.
* Thud! * A dull thud was heard.
Thales felt a pain in his head. He felt as if he had crashed into a thick wall.
Something caught him just in time.
"Enough!"
Black Sword's cold voice rang in Thales' ears.
Thales shuddered and only then did he raise his head.
Freed from his predicament, Black Sword's expression was unpleasant. He grabbed Thales' wrist tightly and held the red smallsword in front of his neck.
"That's enough," Black Sword said coldly and let go of Thales' arm along with the smallsword.
Thales, who was still in a state of shock, finally found his breath.
Having survived the disaster, he looked around. He saw the tentacles retreating in defeat. They curled back in a sparse and sporadic manner, either withered on the spot or disappeared into the darkness.
It was as if nothing had happened.
The only thing missing was a person's figure.
Thales ran two steps forward in a daze. He saw nothing but corpses and withered tentacles all over the ground.
"It's too late." Black Sword's sharp eyes stared into the darkness in the distance. His voice was a little weak. "We can't catch up."
Thales' heart trembled. Clutching the red smallsword, he slid weakly to the ground and bit his lower lip.
However, his left hand accidentally pressed against something.
A hard object.
Thales lowered his head and was immediately shocked.
It was Little Rascal's glasses.
The pair of black-rimmed glasses that did not suit her.
One of the lenses had been worn off.
But its owner …
Thales could not help but feel a pang in his heart.
Little Rascal …
He had dragged her away from King Nuven, away from Asda, and away from Giza's tentacles.
But now, in the end, she was …
When he thought of this, Thales felt a lump in his throat. It was as if a huge rock was stuck in his heart.
'No.'
Thales picked up the badly damaged glasses and bit his lip hard.
In his mind, he could not stop the image of Little Rascal hugging his arm tightly. Then, she was drowned in the tentacles, screaming as she was dragged away.
'No.'
Black Sword clutched his chest, swayed, and sat down. He spat a mouthful of blood on the ground. After he regulated his breathing, he raised his head.
Thales shut his eyes tightly and lowered his head.
Black Sword heaved a deep sigh when he saw Thales behaving this way.
"Looks like you really did something …" Black Sword stared at the tentacles that had withered and turned black around him. Some of the tentacles had even scattered into ashes.
He said slowly, "It only reacts to your touch.
That sword seems to only be effective in your hands — to restrain Mystics. "
Immersed in indescribable grief, Thales shuddered slightly.
Thales glanced at the bright red weapon in his hand with a blank gaze.
"Do you have anything to explain?" Black Sword shook his head and put away his previous expression as he calmly asked.
Thales furrowed his brows. He stared at Black Sword with a mixture of resentment and annoyance.
'Why is he still concerned about this?'
Thales was silent for a moment before he spoke.
"Explain?" Thales sneered mournfully. "Explain my ass."
Black Sword ignored what he said. Instead, he stared at Thales' face.
A few seconds later, Black Sword suddenly spoke.
"'Azure Ambition'."
Thales replied absentmindedly, "What?"
"What do you have to do with that place?" Black Sword asked seriously.
At that moment, Thales felt a surge of resentment in his chest. He had no intention of paying any attention to Black Sword. He said coldly, "What the f * ck do I have to do with it?!"
Thales lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
He closed his eyes and tried his best not to look at the corpses on both sides of the street. After being attacked by the tentacles just now, they were unrecognizable.
Black Sword did not answer him. He only tilted his head and frowned as he looked at the darkness in the distance.
A moment later, Black Sword's tone turned cold. "Don't you know? She's in this state because of you."
Thales trembled and raised his head. His eyes flickered as he looked at Black Sword.
"Everyone here, including Ramon, thousands of people, died because of you. You should know this very well," Black Sword said indifferently. "How do you feel?"
Thales breathed without realizing it. His eyes were empty and lifeless.
"This is the disaster brought about by those monsters," Black Sword said flatly. "Twelve years ago, I saw such a tragedy. Corpses were strewn all over the place, countless ruins, companions who were snatched away, innocent people involved, and the monsters' indifferent and hateful gazes, as though no one was around …
"To those monsters, we're just worms that can think and talk. Compared to their goal, even if it's an extremely ridiculous and ridiculous goal, we're not worth mentioning."
Thales gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes. "What are you hinting at?"
"The Mystics destroyed the entire city. You and I have to take responsibility for it." Black Sword let out a long sigh. The injuries on his body seemed to have healed a lot. "So, we have to do something … even if it's for the sake of the girl beside you, isn't that right?"
Thales pinched the black-rimmed glasses in his hand and regulated his breathing.
"You need my help," Thales said with certainty.
Black Sword nodded slowly.
"This sword can only be effective in your hands." Black Sword stared into Thales' eyes. "Since we've already obtained this weapon, we have to do something."
"So, yes, I need your help," Black Sword repeated his words.
"What do you want to do?" Thales' breathing became erratic. His voice was a little hollow.
This time, Black Sword stared at him for a long time before he slowly spoke.
"Look around us, look at the ruins they left behind …" Black Sword stood up shakily from the ground and gazed into the distance. "That thing is still wreaking havoc. I'm guessing that Dragon Clouds City can no longer control the situation."
Thales' entire body trembled. He came to a realization.
"You want …"
Thales was a little surprised. He followed Black Sword's gaze and turned his head to look at Kilika in the distance. "You want to find … the Blood Mystic?"
"We want to end all of this." Black Sword nodded.
"To end this city's nightmare.
"If we're lucky …
"We might even be able to save that girl …
"If she hasn't been eaten by that thing."
Thales' breathing slowly quickened.
"Otherwise, as long as you're still here, as long as that thing is still here," Black Sword said meaningfully, "You and the unlucky people around you won't have peace. Even if that girl is rescued, she'll eventually fall into the hands of those monsters again.
"Even if you have this sword."
Thales furrowed his brows and looked at the small sword in his hand.
A few seconds later, he said in a low voice, "The Blade of Purification."
"What?" Black Sword furrowed his brows.
Thales stared at the sword in his hand and its blood-red blade. A resolute look flashed in his eyes. "The name of this sword is the Blade of Purification."
Black Sword looked at him and suddenly laughed. "You really do know something."
"Not much more than you do," Thales said emotionlessly, his eyes lifeless.
"So, little guy, what's your decision?" Black Sword did not continue the topic. He looked at the young prince with a forceful gaze. "As the youngest wielder of the legendary anti-mystic equipment in history …"
Thales took a deep breath.
He stared at the Blade of Purification in his hand.
Only the howling cold wind and the faint sizzling sound of the hydra remained in his ears.
Asda's profound gaze appeared before his eyes.
Giza's sweet and gentle smile.
Little Rascal's tearful expression.
The screams of the Northland residents fleeing for their lives rang in his ears.
In that instant, Thales' gaze became resolute.
"Alright, I'll go with you —"
But before he could finish, Black Sword suddenly said, "By the way, let me remind you."
Thales was stunned.
"Excessive use of the legendary anti-mystic equipment will put a huge burden on the body," Black Sword said calmly. "If you can't control its power, it'll be dangerous."
Hearing that, Thales was slightly stunned. He lowered his head and scrutinized the Blade of Purification in his hand again.
Under the moonlight, its blood-red blade looked so bright and dazzling.
"Dangerous?" he said in a daze.
"Especially for those who have not reached supreme class, they can't guarantee absolute control of the legendary anti-mystic equipment …" Black Sword's voice continued to ring. "And you …
"You better think it through." Black Sword's words were extremely cold.
Thales frowned heavily.
In that instant, he suddenly thought of Gilbert, Yodel, and Jines.
He thought of their gazes, even though he had never seen Yodel's gaze.
He thought of what Gilbert had told him, that he had to protect himself first when he encountered a calamity.
But he also remembered his own identity.
'Every time I use mystic energy, I have to pay a heavy price, right?
'And …' He thought of Giza's smile again, and her gentle but determined gaze.
'She won't let me go.'
Thales sneered. "You were persuading me to go with you to find the Mystic, and now you're saying this?"
"What's your answer?" Black Sword raised his eyebrows slightly.
Thales' gaze gradually focused.
He raised his head and looked at Black Sword's sharp gaze.
Then, he nodded heavily.
"Let's go," Thales said flatly. "Let's go and see that cute big sister."
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