The Blood Clansman was surprised to find that Wya had closed his eyes tightly.
'Is he waiting for death?'
The young attendant sighed silently. 'It seems like there's no way to know his ability.'
There was only one solution left.
"Don't always think about your opponent's weakness, Wya. That's what the commander of the army has to do. "His teacher's words echoed in his ears.
Wya endured the pain. He turned the single-edged sword in his right hand and held it in a reverse grip.
"More importantly, you have to grasp your strongest point."
Wya's breathing gradually steadied. Wisps of sharp, gossamer power gathered on his right arm.
His pores were stimulated by this Power of Eradication, and they immediately stood up like sharp thorns.
"All the powerful swordsmen in history were self-centered and only had their own swords in their eyes."
For a moment, the Blood Clansman felt a slight sting in his eyes as he stared at Wya. It was as if he was staring at a sharp blade.
'This is … the Power of Eradication?'
The Blood Clansman's expression changed drastically.
'Before he forms his aura …
'Kill him.'
"Swing your strongest sword. This is far more important than winning or losing, far more important than life and death!" His teacher said with a smile in his memory.
Wya took a deep breath. It was as if he had practiced thousands of times in the tower. The Power of Eradication scraped his body like a blade.
He saw it.
Amidst the unbearable pain, he saw the sharp sword intent radiating back to him in this part of the world.
It was the enemy's killing intent.
It was like a beam of light in the darkness.
It was so dazzling.
He saw it.
The Blood Clansman roared and pounced. His sharp claws grew!
'Die, mortal sword-wielding creature.
You have no chance to use your Power of Eradication. '
"Wya, understand your Power of Eradication."
'No matter what the other party does.
'No matter how strong the enemy is.
'No matter what the outcome is.
'It's a power that walks on the edge of madness. "His teacher sighed at that time.
'I only need to ensure my strongest attack. That's enough.'
"And an inauspicious name …" She picked up the sword and carved a few words.
The Blood Clansman smiled ferociously and instantly attacked him.
It was over.
"The Edge of No Return," his teacher said desolately.
Wya opened his eyes suddenly.
He had already swung the sword in his hand.
The sword was unstoppable.
It was incomparably sharp.
"Pfft!"
Blood spurted.
Wya fell to his knees in pain!
The vampire tore the clothes on Wya's right shoulder and fell to the ground.
The vampire looked at his claws in confusion.
He actually didn't kill him?
Why … did it deviate?
However, he soon found out the answer.
The vampire shuddered as he carefully looked at his arms. A bloody line had appeared there.
No.
This was impossible.
With my abilities …
It's impossible for him to hit me!
Plop!
His arms, from his upper arms down, fell to the ground.
The Blood Clansmen gaped in shock.
This … degree of sharpness?
He raised his head and looked at the single-edged sword.
It was clearly just an ordinary sword.
Why?
Then, at the same level as the vampire's upper arm, a bloody line appeared on his chest.
Boom!
A dull sound.
His upper body left his torso and fell away.
The incision was smooth.
Why, the vampire thought desperately. He wanted to exhale and roar.
But he could no longer make a sound.
A black heart, unique to the Blood Clansmen, was divided into two parts. One was in his upper body, the other was in his lower body.
Then, the two parts of his torso, together with the Blood Clansman's expression, turned black, shrunk, and withered.
Wya Caso, who had just survived the disaster, panted.
'That was close.
'It's actually the ability to distort the refraction of light.'
Wya sighed. 'No wonder I couldn't hit him. Because the parts I aimed at were all illusions that he refracted.
He was like a newbie who could not stab a fish in the river even though he had his fork in the right place.
Footsteps came from behind him!
Wya gritted his teeth and turned around warily with his sword in hand.
Putray supported Chora, who was covered in blood. Behind him were three Jadestar private soldiers. They staggered out of the thicket.
"Have you seen His Highness?" Putray asked with a frown.
"I have the same question." Wya heaved a sigh of relief and slowly sat down. Enduring the intense pain, he used the wilderness survival method he learned in the tower to stop the bleeding. He said with difficulty, "We have to find him immediately!
"We have to be prepared for the worst."
A few private soldiers took Chora. Putray patted away the snow water on his body and straightened his collar. He pondered for a while and looked at the setting sun.
He said, "The prince is in danger, and we only have these people in front of us.
"It's dusk now. The smoke emitted by the Alchemy Ball is too strong. We can't locate the prince."
Chora struggled and said, "My lord, put me down and go find His Highness …
"I have a sister who works as a secretary in the Western City Police Station … If I die …"
"You won't die! At least not here! "Putray interrupted him rudely.
The experienced vice diplomat in the diplomat group pondered for a while and made a decision.
"Right now, we can't do anything when we face an enemy like that!
"But fortunately, Broken Dragon Fortress is not far from here.
"Our carriages were startled by the explosion just now and got separated." Putray raised his head and looked at the three private soldiers. His gaze was firm.
"The three of you, go in three different directions and follow the ruts to find the carriages. After you find them, don't hesitate. If you have a messenger crow, send it to Broken Dragon Fortress and use the most urgent, seventh-class emergency signal.
"Then, untie the reins of the horses and gallop to the fortress at the fastest speed to ask for help!
"For the prince's safety, the mission is number one. If you encounter a vampire, avoid him if you can!
"Are you finally ready to show your trump card?"
Aida smiled nonchalantly and shook her pointy ears.
Simon gritted his teeth and took off his luxurious coat.
"Underestimating the enemy is the first step to death," he said coldly, "What's more, he's facing an eternal being like you."
"Look at your skin color." The shape of blood vessels suddenly appeared on Simon's face. "Are you a Holy Elf or a White Elf? Or a High Elf from the Eastern Continent? "
The blood vessels on his face became denser, redder, and darker.
Immediately after, Simon's entire body began to swell and change shape. He grew seven to eight inches taller.
His fair skin turned to ash, revealing the hard, grayish-black keratin.
Simon roared in pain, as if he was going through torture.
Bone spurs grew from his shoulders. Dark gray bone wings pierced through his back and extended into a pair of giant wings.
His hair became thicker, harder, and whiter.
Compared to Hestad and Chris, Simon's face did not become too hideous and terrifying. Instead, his pair of bat ears gave him a strange sense of beauty.
Simon, who had transformed into his True Form, coldly spread his wings and claws. His grayish-white eyes looked at Aida.
"The temporary True Form activated by lifeblood can greatly increase a Blood Clansman's physical attributes, including endurance, recovery, regeneration, agility, senses, strength, and even instinctive understanding of battle, as well as the unique abilities of every Blood Clansman." Aida sighed.
"I just didn't expect it to make you more handsome.
It can be seen how ugly you were before. "
The moment Aida finished speaking …
Simon's wings trembled in his True Form.
He instantly appeared in front of the elf at a speed that surpassed all senses.
* Boom! *
First, there was a sound of air being torn apart that almost burst the eardrums!
* Clang! *
A loud, sharp sound appeared out of nowhere!
A thick and powerful dark gray claw tore at Aida's blade, creating violent sparks.
Aida's figure was sent flying by his claw!
Due to Simon's rapid movement, the howling of the wind that was stirred up came a little late.
The elf landed on the snowy ground more than ten meters away. She rolled a few times before crashing into a tree and stopping.
"Nonsense won't make you stronger." True Form Simon spoke with an even thicker and hoarser voice. He coldly stared at the elf on the ground, whose life or death was unknown.
In the next moment, Simon once again took rapid steps that caused sonic booms, and in an instant, he appeared above Aida.
With a swipe of his claw, he pierced through Aida's body!
"Speed, speed, and speed," True Form Simon said expressionlessly. "This is all I have, and it's also my only ability."
Before Istrone Corleone advanced to supreme class and transformed into his True Form, no one in the entire Night Kingdom could rival his speed that surpassed the speed of sound.
Even the former King Laurie could not do it.
However, Simon's expression immediately changed. With an unpleasant expression, he raised his huge claw and lifted Aida's cloak, as well as a section of tree branch inside.
He seemed to have realized something. In an instant, he turned around, and with a burst of speed, there was a loud sound of wind!
But the moment he turned around, an exquisite elf scimitar pierced straight into the left side of his chest.
It looked as if Simon himself had delivered his chest to the edge of the blade.
Simon stared in disbelief at the scimitar that pierced through his heart, and the pretty and small elf in front of him, who revealed a lot of her skin and was only wearing an exquisite Crystal Drop Armor.
"I don't understand." True Form Simon sighed.
"There is only one thing that can defeat speed."
Aida coldly pulled out her scimitar and turned around in a dashing manner.
"That is impeccable prediction."
Simon knelt on both knees.
"No." Simon's body returned to normal. His face was ashen. "Impossible.
There is no such thing as a perfect prediction in this world. "
Simon stared at her.
Aida also stared back at him for a long time.
Finally, as they stared at each other, the elf sighed and admitted defeat.
"It's not easy for me to act cool.
"Don't expose me so quickly.
"Yes, I don't know how to predict at all.
"Including my dodging just now, it's not because I'm agile …"
Aida pouted and said in dissatisfaction.
"It's because I am 100% certain about your next operation."
Simon was shocked.
'Next operation …
'100% …
'How did I do it?'
But he could only open his mouth and fall to the ground powerlessly.
Aida pulled up her cloak. Suddenly, her expression changed drastically. She slapped her head, as if she had remembered something.
With a long face, she frowned and muttered, "Do I still have to … protect that brat?"
'Patricide?'
His mind was blank. He stared at Serena.
The traveler recalled the first time they met, and what she had said.
'"My crybaby sister illegally seized the benefits I inherited from my father, King Night Wing, and stole the Blood Ocean Throne …"'
'No.
'If that's the case …'
Thales sighed and looked at the pair of Blood Clan sisters in front of him. "Is there anyone who can explain the cause and effect to me?"
"I knew it," he said bitterly, "Her Majesty, the queen of a country, would not personally risk her life to chase after a few political refugees for no reason."
'More importantly, the so-called allies …'
"Here." Serena smiled faintly and interrupted his thoughts. She waved at Rolana.
Rolana casually flung Thales onto the black coffin.
Thales fell headfirst into the stone coffin in agony.
"It's not just that, my dear Thales," Serena said gently.
In front of her, the Night Queen, Katerina's expression changed abruptly!
Serena smiled and enunciated each word clearly.
"She came here personally for this coffin."
This is the only weapon that can fight against Mystics. "
Thales trembled violently!
Serena laughed and said,
"Legendary anti-mystic equipment.
Dark Night Black Coffin. "
Thales was shocked and looked at the black coffin under his butt.
'This coffin … I once climbed into it.
'It's actually …
'The only weapon that can fight against Mystics?
'Legendary anti-mystic equipment?'
But Serena had not finished speaking.
Staring at Katerina's murderous gaze, she enunciated each word clearly and said,
"In here, in those seemingly seamless black stone slabs, there is a …
"A thousand years ago …"
Thales' pupils began to shrink and his breathing quickened.
Then, Serena uttered the last word.
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