Chapter 785 - In Despair (1/2)

Chapter 785: In Despair

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

The pale green mist was blown disorderly, spreading to a much larger area that shrouded the two liners and the cargo ship therein. Despite Wang Rui’s timely reminder, there were still some combatants who were not able to fully hold their breath and inhaled some of the pale green poisonous mist.

Puff, puff, puff…

The glint and flash of cold blades were accompanied by flesh and blood that flew in all directions.

In just a minute or so, Wang Rui’s party of 20 men were heavily struck or killed by the Savage Mammoth’s people. Even his powerful right-hand man lost his combat power after being severely injured.

Viviani gritted her teeth with hatred evident inside her sapphire eyes. Her eyes tightly fixated on the two men in black robes. Her ability had only been recovered about 20 percent or so after her brief recovery, yet she had fallen into a perilous situation under the frenzied assault of these two men in black robes.

“Sacred Light, Blood Incarnadine!”

She suddenly retreated. As her back leaned on the cabin wall behind her, absolute resolution suffused in her eyes. She cut her finger with a sharp stiletto and a hazy milky glow diffused from her body, followed by a strand of blood flowing out like a tide and with a milky light that scattered around.

The light incarnadined with blood, seemingly woven into a big net, instantly stirred and trapped the faces of the two men in black robes. Right at the moment, she went all out to wave her arms. In a flash, the faces of the two men in black robes drastically changed. With ghastly paled faces, they attempted to retreat instead of getting entrapped within. But in the next moment, a flame blazed up above the scarlet sacred light and the dreadful heat it brought completely burned the two men in black robes in several breaths.

Up in midair, Ji Chimei’s pupils contracted while a flash of surprise gleamed inside them as she slowly said, “My Lord, this lass called Viviani was using the Sacred Light Blood Arts of the Brightwing race. This Sacred Light Blood Art is extremely vicious both to the enemy and the caster as it’s essentially burning their blood essence and life force—one of the ultimate forms of this forbidden art. The most important point of using this art is burning one’s life force.”

“You mean, you’ve already determined that Viviani’s true identity?” Tang Xiu’s brows pressed on and said, “Is she a member of Brightwing race from the Immortal World who descends and lives on Earth, or according to that theory on the Earth, did she get reincarnated and yet still retained her core bloodline and consciousness?”

“It’s likely so, my Lord.” Ji Chimei nodded and continued, “But for a member of Brightwing race of the Immortal World to want to descend on Earth, she or he must have a very formidable strength. At least at the stage of Golden Immortal. But, according to my knowledge, there has been no one among the Brightwing race who has reached the stage of Perfected Golden Immortal, just a few who have reached the Golden Immortal stage.”

“It seems like Viviani’s ancestor should have reached a Golden Immortal stage!” Tang Xiu said with a smile, “If so, she has a rather good aptitude and also has human blood. If she cultivates properly, there’s a high chance she could break through to the Golden Immortal stage in the future. If my estimation is correct, however, it’s highly likely that she can regain the memory of her previous incarnation once she ascends to the Immortal World. She could also probably reach the Perfected Golden Immortal based on her previous life’s experience in cultivation.”

“Do you want to recruit her as one of your subjects, my Lord?” asked Ji Chimei with a strange expression.

“I do have that idea.” Tang Xiu nodded.

“If that is so, my Lord must be mentally prepared. You may have to take the entire Brightwing race under your protection when we come back to the Immortal World,” said Ji Chimei.

Tang Xiu laughed casually and confirmed it, “Why would it be a problem for me taking the Brightwing race under my protection? It’s just a trivial issue.”

“Taking the Brightwing race under your protection is naturally an easy matter given your ability, my Lord.” Ji Chimei smilingly replied, “If so, shall this subject act now to rescue her?”

Tang Xiu watched the groups in the battle below with deep observation before shaking his head and saying, “No. People will only feel the most grateful when they are rescued after drowning, during their most desperate moments. For instance, you can see that Wang Rui fellow. Viviani was fleeing from a disaster, hence the helping hands from him just resulted in a bit of gratitude from her. It’s incomparable to if she received a helping hand that gives her the only glimmer of hope in despair.”

“Right you are, my Lord.” Ji Chimei sighed heartfeltly.

On the liner in the sea.

After using the Sacred Light Blood Art, Viviani had practically spent all the energy she had gained from her brief recovery. She had even burned her blood essence—an ability that consumed her life force, resulting in her completely losing the ability to continue to fight.

“It’s a dead end.”

Her slender body trembled a few times—so much so that she would have probably fallen onto the floor had she not reached out to support herself on the cabin’s wall. She only felt regret at this moment; regret that she had boarded Wang Rui’s ship. Had she not come aboard and just continued to drift away in the sea, the Savage Mammoth’s people wouldn’t have found her. Even if she would have been more distressed, she could at least be able to live much longer. And, most importantly, she wouldn’t have involved and implicated Wang Rui and his men.

“DIE…”

A low, hoarse, and deep voice exploded in the ears of everyone on the liner.

A sudden surge of aura followed the noise as a longsword swept across the sky. It slashed the necks of two men in black robes, killing them directly and leaving columns of splashing blood. The sword swept again as a figure flashed. A series of shadows kept moving toward the men in black robes who boarded the liner, sending them to their deaths one after another.