"Simmons, keep an eye on the White Tiger, I'll deal with her!" Holy Shadow Connor did not dare to hesitate when he saw that the situation was not good.
"Connor, don't be rash, we have to wait …" Before Simmons could finish his sentence, Connor had already made his move.
Initially, they wanted to wait for the ancient secret technique to activate. This secret technique required four Holy Shadows to cast at the same time. It could at least double the power of their spells. This was an extremely powerful Holy Shadow Secret Technique. Simmons felt that it was necessary to wait a little longer.
However, Connor had too much confidence in himself, and he had underestimated his opponent's strength!
Holy Shadow Keye was as weak as a child in front of Mu Ningxue. Connor's strength was not even comparable to Keye's. He was only a newbie who had just become a Holy Shadow!
Probably because he wanted to show off too much, Holy Shadow Connor did not wait for the Holy Shadow Secret Technique to activate. He was a Shadow Magician. He approached Mu Ningxue with a ghostly movement. He wanted to quickly take down Mu Ningxue while the White Tiger was attacking the others.
He was very close, and Connor felt that no powerhouse would be able to guard against this distance. As long as he didn't use those powerful Holy Shield spells in advance, his Shadow Stake would be able to subdue the enemy in the first moment!
The Shadow Stake was a powerful secret technique used by the Holy City to deal with the ancient Vampires. Connor pretended to attack Mu Ningxue at close range, but he suddenly surrounded Mu Ningxue with a shadow substance.
The shadow substance quickly formed a black pattern under Mu Ningxue's feet. It intertwined like a black chain. In the next moment, a Shadow Stake would emerge from the ground and pierce the evil creature's wrists, legs, abdomen, chest, neck, and forehead!
Mu Ningxue suddenly stood still.
"Wind Scar!"
Her clothes and long hair began to flutter.
The airflow grew stronger and stronger. When it reached its peak, Mu Ningxue compressed it into a Whirlwind Scar, which suddenly swept in four different directions!
The earth and air of the Holy City suddenly suffered a terrible separation. When the people of the Holy City of the Sky looked over, they saw an incomparably horrifying scene.
With Mu Ningxue as the center, four extremely powerful airflow barriers surged up from the deep and lengthy scar petal, protecting Mu Ningxue in the shape of a swastika.
The Wind Barrier was as tall as a mountain peak, and its powerful force forcibly tore apart the Shadow Pillar Formation. Very quickly, this mysterious and ancient Shadow Technique was disintegrated until not even a trace of Dark Matter was left. Mu Ningxue, who was standing tall within the white wind barrier, was completely unharmed.
Connor was dumbfounded. He had never thought that his magic would be so weak.
Suddenly, Connor noticed that Mu Ningxue's gaze had finally shifted to his side. For a long time, Mu Ningxue's attention had been focused on Farr.
However, Holy Shadow Connor would never have thought that this gaze would be the day of his death!
The wind was definitely not only protecting Mu Ningxue, it was also extremely destructive!
Mu Ningxue waved her hand. The powerful Wind Scar left its original area and expanded with extreme speed and power. It expanded from an area the size of a hill to half of the Holy City!
The process of expansion was equivalent to cutting everything in its path!
Connor's body was cut in half. The Wind Scar swept across the entire city behind him. The wind was supposed to be gentle and broad, but Mu Ningxue's wind was as thin as silk, sharp and full of murderous intent.
Connor fell. His blood flowed out like the Holy Apostles from before. The weak ones did not seem to be much different from them.
But he was a Holy Saint. Only a Holy Saint would know the difference between a Holy Saint and a Holy Apostle. Or was it because the difference between them and Mu Ningxue was so huge that it was impossible for him to be surprised?
Connor did not expect such an outcome. Even if he was no match for Mu Ningxue, he did not think he would end up being killed in an instant, and the other Sacred Mages would not have trouble rescuing him.
Connor took a glance at Simmons before he died.
He finally understood why Simmons was so submissive, and why his eyes were filled with fear. The woman was terrifyingly strong!
"Connor …" Simmons glanced at his comrade who had been sliced in half and subconsciously recalled Keye, who had suffered the same fate.
It was at that moment that Simmons realized the Sacred Mages were just a bunch of lambs in front of Mu Ningxue. They had no chance of defeating her.
"Do you want to live?" Mu Ningxue asked calmly when she saw the familiar Simmons.
Simmons took a deep breath. He noticed that the Scorched Wind was still surging under Mu Ningxue's feet. He was confident he could resist the force, but he did not have the confidence to survive Mu Ningxue's next attack.
"I have no choice. If I back off, I won't just lose my life, I'll lose my dignity too." Simmons finally gathered his courage. He used his Nature Talent against Mu Ningxue once again.
Poisonous Devil's Snare emerged from the cracks in the ground. Tiny vines grew from its roots, which rapidly grew into roots, which then grew into thicker vines …
In just a few seconds, Mu Ningxue was surrounded by countless poisonous Devil's Snare Vines. It felt like she was in the middle of a Devil's Snare Forest. The anesthetic Devil's Snare Flowers blossomed with layers of petals. Each flower was as big as a banana leaf, and the pollen it secreted was bewildering!
A Devil's Snare Forest was supposed to blossom magnificently, but it eventually turned into a giant forest trapping Mu Ningxue in it and wearing away at her energy …
However, outside the city, white snow continued to pour into the city. The bone-chilling cold was enough to deprive any living creature of their vitality. The Devil's Snare Forest that had just shown signs of vitality was gone in the blink of an eye.
The Devil's Snare Forest withered in the cold and vanished in the withering process. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it felt like it had reached the end of its life. All that was left was the frozen remains of the Devil's Snare Vines!
"Forbidden Ice Spell!" Simmons looked at Mu Ningxue in despair.
Not only was she a Wind Forbidden Magician, she was also an Ice Forbidden Magician!
Simmons suddenly realized that the strength Mu Ningxue had displayed was only the tip of the iceberg.
Perhaps only the Angel of Punishment Farr was strong enough to take her on. The rest of them could not even withstand a single blow from her!
"Creak creak creak creak creak!"
The Devil's Snare Flowers were not the only things that were frozen. Simmons' body also began to freeze as he stared at Mu Ningxue. His blood began to stagnate, and his life force was rapidly withering away …
Simmons could fight back, but he knew it was only a struggle. It was meaningless even if he could live a little longer.
"I didn't go back on my words. I didn't tell the Holy City that you killed Keye …" Simmons' face started to turn extremely pale. His skin was also covered in frost. Needless to say, those withered organs and organs in his body were also covered in frost.
Mu Ningxue nodded.
"But you didn't care at all. You were already prepared to go against the Sacred City. Is it really because of him? Is he worth it … "Simmons raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at the man trapped in the black star brand in the air.
Mu Ningxue did not answer Simmons.
Simmons' eyes were still fixed on Mu Ningxue. He watched the woman's graceful figure walk past him. Simmons wanted to turn his head and continue following her, but he realized he could no longer move his body.
But Simmons really wanted to know the answer.
Was it worth it?
She was so beautiful, and so strong that she could stand shoulder to shoulder with an angel. Why would she give up everything for a heretic who was only struggling on the brink of death?
"If he was on the ground, he would do the same."
Suddenly, Simmons heard her cold voice right before his life was about to end.
Simmons had also imagined that the other party would show mercy like the last time. Perhaps he was a little special to her, but this time, it wasn't the case.
As long as he was her enemy, he was no different from a Sacred Shadow.
Last time, she was kind and gave him a way out.
This time, she was kind and only answered a question so that he could rest in peace.
What a perfect woman.
She was as beautiful as the queen in the ancient myths. She was elegant, noble, and untainted.
She was not a decoration. Her magic was unparalleled and could stand shoulder to shoulder with the angels who ruled the world.
She did not care about the world. She only cared about her own love. She could overturn everything.
She fulfilled all of Simmons' fantasies of perfection.
It was a pity that when he met such a woman, he was so lowly and even blocked her noble path.
But he was indeed not worthy.
In the past, he had always thought that he could sacrifice everything for the person he loved. However, after falling into the system of the Holy City and the social system, he finally understood that in the depths of this system and society that would cause him to be bruised all over, everyone would always care about themselves the most. They wanted to heal, to become stronger, to gain respect, to have more, and to give up on the person they loved … They would always be immersed and lost, complaining that there was no such ideal person in this world.
When one day they really saw and met someone, they would suddenly feel ashamed and regretful. Only then would they realize that some people were really different and very strong. They would always persevere in their own hearts. Their hearts were still so clean and pure, and their thoughts were not tainted by a speck of dust.
"If it was him, he would do the same."
When Simmons was engulfed by death and his breathing almost stopped, this question echoed in his mind.
If it was him, would he have the courage to break into the Holy City???
"Da! Da! Da! Da! "
This was the sound that Simmons heard when he was still conscious. It was the sound of Mu Ningxue's footsteps.
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