The reunion of Yu Ji and Tang Hao after two thousand years was not as touching and affectionate as before. After all, Tang Hao was a coward who did not even dare to call him wife. How could one expect him to say those mushy words? Yu Ji was not the kind of woman who would act like a delicate little bird. Her choice was to take a sip first.
When this scene fell into the eyes of the two parties not far away, everyone was shocked.
"Wha … what?"
"Is that sucking blood?"
Although they already knew that the young mustard child was a True Ancestor, Jeanne and the others were still shocked. After all, whether it was a True Ancestor or a vampire, humans who had their blood sucked would not end up well. Even if Tang Hao was a Servant, the young mustard child's bite would probably have serious consequences, which made them feel a little uneasy.
Marda, on the other hand, frowned. "Vampires?"
Being a Saintess, she was naturally hostile to creatures of the dark world such as vampires. It was only because of Dark Chastity's Berserk Transformation that she did not react to Vlad and Camilla, two vampires in her own faction. Now that she had released the power that had been restrained, she became even more sensitive to unusual creatures even though her Berserk Transformation gave her an impulse to destroy.
"Please don't compare me with those lowly creatures, okay?"
As Marda's voice trailed off, the young mustard child had finished eating. She opened her mouth, revealing two pairs of sharp teeth, and there were a few strands of blood at the corner of her mouth, which made her look a little evil.
But this did not stop her from despising vampires.
Of course, she did have the right to show disdain for vampires.
Vampires and the True Ancestor were two completely different creatures. In terms of the physical body, the True Ancestor was perfect. The only flaw of the True Ancestor was the urge to suck blood on the spiritual level, but this did not mean that she would die if she did not suck blood. The so-called vampires basically referred to the Death Apostles, humans whose blood had been sucked by the True Ancestor. Although there were also vampires like Vlad who had been cursed and transformed into vampires, the essence was still the same. Vampires who did not suck blood could not survive.
Figuratively speaking, the former pursued spiritual liberation, while the latter stemmed from an instinctive physiological desire.
Furthermore, vampires would die. Even the most powerful vampires would have various weaknesses, such as mercury, holy light, and divine arts. Weaker vampires would not even be able to walk under the sun. However, the True Ancestor's body did not have any weaknesses, because it was the most primitive planet that created those creatures, and they used the most primitive power. There was barely any power in this world that could restrain the True Ancestor except by force.
According to the definition of Eastern Daoism, a True Ancestor like Yu Ji was actually an Immortal!
"Ah, since I've been exposed, there's no point in continuing to pretend. What a waste of effort," Mustard Young Seed said in a self-deprecating manner as he strode toward the opposite battlefield.
With every step she took, her temperament changed. As layers of blood energy were born under her feet, the magic of the world began to surge wildly around her. Even the shape of the earth seemed to be more suitable for her environment.
"Something's wrong!"
Suddenly, Marda's expression changed. "You can freely change the environment and absorb the magic power of the world. You're not a vampire … You're a True Ancestor?!"
"Is this the True Ancestor? A species that can change the world with its own strength. " It was the first time for Mashu and Jeanne to see such an exaggerated scene. It turned out that using one's own power to change the world was not an exaggeration.
Magic was part of the composition of this world. The True Ancestor could absorb magic from the world at will, and naturally, she could also change the world. After all … the world created creatures like them to manage the surface of the world!
It could be said that creatures like the True Ancestor and the Elves were the world managers appointed by Gaia.
Although … because of the mental defects of these managers, almost none of them did their job.
After a few steps, Mustard Young Seed's body had undergone earth-shaking changes. Her previous quiet and elegant appearance had completely disappeared, and the white plush robe was gone. Instead, she was wearing a set of black dancing clothes that was more convenient for fighting. Her long black hair fell like a waterfall, dancing with the rolling blood energy. Her violent aura seemed to erupt like a tsunami at any time.
"True Ancestor … Is this the reinforcements of Chaldea? Really, what kind of monsters are you hiding in Chaldea? " Marda took a deep breath and sighed. At this moment, she had given up fighting with Mashu and the others. Her eyes were only looking at Mustard Young Seed … No, now she should be called Yuji.
Even a Saintess like Marda couldn't ignore the existence of a True Ancestor, not to mention that the True Ancestor had revealed its powerful aura and desire to fight.
"No, actually, we only knew about it today …" Mashu was an honest child and answered subconsciously. But with the change of the surrounding environment, the violent magic in the atmosphere had made her a little uncomfortable. Before she finished speaking, she retreated out of reflex.
Yuji was completely liberated. She didn't think about whether the change of the environment was beneficial to the friendly forces. She was not a strategist. Even when she served the Great Qin Empire as the Hegemon of Western Chu for more than ten years, there was only one word in her life — reckless!
Soon, there were only two people left in this chaotic environment.
Yuji.
Marda.
One of them was a cavalryman, and the other was a Kill Rank after landing. However, the aura they displayed was full of manic violence. It would be more convincing to say that they were Berserkers. It was as if they were going to have a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City.
The others had retreated to the side of the field, staring at the two people. Only Tachika Fujimaru still had a little conscience. She ran to Tang Hao and helped him up.
"How are you?"
"It's okay, I'm used to it."
"Used to it …"
"Don't worry about the small details, just watch the show." Tang Hao smiled. This time, the blood sucking didn't affect him as much as the first time, but at this moment, his whole body was weak. He could barely walk with the help of Tachika Fujimaru.
However, at this moment, his mood was no longer urgent.
Boom!
At this time, Yuji and Marda faced the first impact.
When they were attacked by Marda, Mashu and the others felt that this Saintess was a human-shaped storm machine, sweeping the battlefield like a storm. But Yuji's battle was even more violent. If Marda was a storm, then she was a hurricane.
The two's first head-on collision was like a hurricane against a storm. In an instant, blood waves surged and Mana surged. The scattered shockwaves were like a typhoon that engulfed everything in the surroundings, causing dust to fly and gravel to fly.
"So strong." Marr gritted his teeth, like a hunter who had been longing for his prey for a long time. His eyes were filled with excitement. "As expected of the True Ancestor, you can completely block my fist. This way, I can also fight to my heart's content!"
"You're not bad either." The corner of Yuji's mouth curled up, revealing two sharp teeth. "There are not many people who can take my attack head-on."
"But, this is not enough …" Marda narrowed her eyes, and suddenly released magic to completely cover her body. Her pair of iron fists seemed to be wrapped in a layer of red mist, and she swung them at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
The ancient combat technique completely exploded!
Marda's violent fist did not stop for a moment. Like a hammer, it smashed towards Yuji again and again. The sound was like thunder, and the surging power seemed to be able to destroy everything. Even Mashu and the others who were standing at the edge of the battlefield were slightly affected. Only now did they realize that Marda did not seem to be using her full strength. If they were to withstand such attacks, they would not be able to last until the young mustard seed arrived.
"Miss Jie … Will she be okay?" Thinking of this, Mashu could not help but look at Tang Hao.
Under Marda's crazy attack, Yuji seemed to be suppressed and kept retreating.
But Tang Hao shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, she will win."
From the looks of it, Yuji was indeed being suppressed everywhere, and she could not even find a chance to fight back. This was also because Marda's attack was too fierce, and people could not help but worry. But Tang Hao knew that Yuji's combat power had not been fully released. Compared to the battle against the magic pillar in the Qin Dynasty, this was nothing.
And … Yuji's best double swords had not been used yet.
Sure enough, as if to prove Tang Hao's words, Yuji's eyes suddenly turned cold. While resisting Marda's attack, she suddenly stomped on the ground. Her bare feet stepped on the ground, and the ground suddenly cracked, revealing a huge deep pit.
Marda was caught off guard and instinctively leaned back.
Then, Yuji's blood sword struck.
Without using the flying sword technique, Yuji used the blood sword to open a path and continuously slashed at Marda. At the same time, the rolling waves of blood around her feet began to attack Marda's body, like a tsunami, and Marda could only face it head-on.
In a battle between masters, there was only a thin line.
Marda was hastily counterattacked and was immediately suppressed.
Moreover, she no longer had a chance to turn the situation around.
Because Yuji's magic was unlimited, as the magic stacked layer by layer, Yuji's attack became more and more fierce. After a moment, the rolling waves of blood had reached more than two meters high, and completely swallowed Marda's figure.
Blocked by the waves of blood, Mashu and the others could no longer see the specific process of the battle. Only the sound of the sword and the fist colliding could be heard. Then, when the sound finally stopped, the waves of blood instantly retreated. Marda stood motionless in the same place, only the whistling magic blew up her dark purple hair.
And in her abdomen, there were two blood swords.
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