Chapter 423: Blood Shadow’s Sorrow (1/2)
A huge shadow suddenly loomed over Wurinlan.
“Ah!”
Countless images appeared before Wurinlan’s eyes.
Images of her carefreely playing around when she was little; her first head hunting; the first time her teammate died......
More and more faces of arcane masters she killed appeared before her.
Countless grey torrents, which were actually transparent energy reflecting a grey hue, danced around her and surged towards her.
“What’s this arcane skill?”
“It actually draws Wurinlan’s mental strength to attack herself!”
Fujen turned even more pale.
“Divine Wind: Soul Protection!”
He chanted again.
Sixteen green light pillars shone around Wurinlan. Waves of unique mental power exorcised the grey mental power around Wurinlan.
“Flurry Blade Fog!”
Wurinlan covered herself with countless tiny transparent blades and flew back.
Pssh!
A mouthful of sticky blood rushed out from Fujen’s mouth.
As Blood Shadow Team’s formation guard, he did his job and helped Wurinlan break free. However, the huge exhaustion of arcane particles and mental power caused his body to suffer even greater injury.
......
Leyu yelled.
Ayrin’s hand pecked his right arm once more.
Leyu’s right arm was almost completely powerless. The snapped muscles spasmed, it was visible from the surface.
Half of Ayrin’s face was still swollen. However, his body became stronger and more agile instead.
If I hit once more, you won’t be able to lift that right arm anymore, right?
Your body has already lost its balance, right?
You’re the combat skill instructor of House Roland...... But Merlin is equivalent to the instructor of a legendary corps during the Era of the War with Dragons...... How can your combat skill compare to Merlin’s?
“Huff!”
Ayrin stared at Leyu and exhaled. His entire body suddenly began to spin quickly.
Bam! Bam!......
Countless pecking sound came from Leyu’s body all of a sudden.
Ring of Wind Fist plus Sonic Pecker!
Stingham’s eyes popped open to the widest.
He saw Leyu letting out an even louder yell. However, many parts of Leyu’s body were hit by Ayrin. Each part left startling red dot. The muscles around the red dot were spasming in strange positions.
“He actually......”
Wurinlan, who was covered in tiny blades and flying back to prevent Lotton’s pursuing attack, blanked out.
The Leyu she remembered was very powerful. He would rush into any arcane team’s formation and instantly destroy the formation. Any arcane master who could not get away from him in time would be knocked down by his fist.
However, Leyu was no longer Ayrin’s opponent now. The muscles on his body snapped one after, making him yell in despair.
......
Psst! Psst!
Two streaks of light crossed each other in midair once more.
Two trails of blood spurt out from Rinloran’s body once more.
A deep slash wound appeared on his right flank and another stab hole on his back.
The continuous blood loss caused his pale face to almost look transparent. The sweat seeped out due to weakening dripped down his hair like pearls.
His body began to feel cold in contrast.
His body was already sending warning signals through such method.
“Finally......”
However, at that moment, Rinloran’s eyes flashed a glint even more dazzling than sword flash.
He finally saw through Lieufuzen’s Sword Clone!
“Come!”
He shouted again.
The Thousand Storms Sword’s sword flashes disappeared. Meanwhile, a pale blue crystal-like flower sword appeared in each of his hands.
Psst! Psst!
Rinloran and Lieufuzen crossed each other again with a speed naked eyes could not catch.
Swords flashed. Before the sword flash disappeared into thin air, another burst of blood spurt out from Rinloran’s body as he appeared at one side.
“Rinloran!”
Stingham shouted after seeing that despite feeling relieved about Ayrin and Leyu’s fight.
Sword wounds appeared on Rinloran’s left cheek and back.
Especially the wound on his left cheek. The flesh was upturned and blood dyed half of his face, making him look horrifying.
“Idiot! What are you shouting for!? Now is the time to end this fight!”
Rinloran could feel the wound on his face.
However, the burning fighting spirit in his heart made the blood on his face feel like rainwater and not blood that flowed out from his own body.
Psst!
His body instantly accelerated with a speed faster than ever, exceeding his own visual limit.
The flower swords in his hands disappeared and countless tiny white swords covered his body again.
“Sword Swirl!”