1143 Plot 1 (2/2)
In the darkness of the cold and serene space, a black spaceship silently streaked from the depths, flying just beneath Chinande.
”So they're here?” Chinande's white eyeballs dryly twirled, ”Little rat...”
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Baylon and Clint stood side by side in the cockpit, staring ahead of the three sloping glasses. The pitch black inverse space universe outside was within their sight.
White Winter and another man with short green hair were navigating the spaceship, agilely dodging pieces of broken meteor fragments.
”We should be united far from the battlefield. We only need to capture one Soul Official Class exports of the Scarlet Mourning Hall before heading back,” White Winter grabbed the goatee on his face. He was no longer the shy little boy that was more beautiful than a woman. With one hand holding a cigarette, his other hand was swiftly operating on the navigation board with dexterity.
”Soul Official Class expert is at least the Non-Failing Level. I will personally handle it,” Baylon spoke coldly with a heavy murderous intent.
”Be careful, I sense something amiss,” Red Moon's voice was heard amongst the people.
”With me on board, I can take two! Don't worry about it! I will be going with Lonnie!” Clint's hands rested on his waist as he spoke with arrogance.
”Is your exterior armor fixed?” Baylon glanced at him and frowned.
”Er...” Clint has yet to reach the Non- Failing Level. He instantly rubbed his nose and lowered his head in awkwardness, ”Not yet...”
”Then you stay,” Baylon said without compassion. ”Without an exterior armor, you don't even stand a chance to have Master Red Moon make an appearance. You'll be a burden even if you go. I alone am enough.”
”How ruthless...!” Clint was crushed.
”Is the leaping settings ready?” Baylon held the handle of her white sword on her waist and looked at White Winter.
White Winter gestured an okay sign.
”Be careful,” the green-haired man reminded. ”There's a Soul Official alone just on the right. He must be planning on backing up the others.”
”Relax.”
Baylon took large strides to the center of the spaceship. The secede pod was there.
Clint and the rest behind her immediately stripped away their joking expression and started to solemnly prepare for any possible unexpected event.
Hiss...
The hatch opened and Baylon entered the isolating cabin. The hatch behind her shut tight and the air current gradually withdrew from both sides.
Swoosh!
The exterior hatch finally opened, revealing the dark and endless universe in the outer world. The inverse space universe.
A silvery-white armor was immediately released on both sides of Baylon's face, covering the lower half of her face from the nose and providing her oxygen.
Her clothes quickly shrunk and tightened, becoming a tight black suit and outlining her bewitching bodyline. Her body leaped forward a few times with agility, somersaulting into the darkness.
Just out of the hatch, were two red figures that leaped and appeared here.
It was two Soul Official dressed in red.
”Two!?”
Baylon's eyes turned stern. Her body hasten in its leaping. The force field on her body crystalized a swallow.
With a swish, her body embodying an agile swallow dashed towards the two Soul Officials with lightning speed.
The duo immediately reacted and erected force field. The red force field simulated two crimson glow in blossom similar to two large red eggs within the universe.
A large piece of the force field became red sparks and splattered around after a series of clang noises was heard.
”Unparalleled Sword, Peacock!”
Baylon released a phantom of in form of a peacock. Cold air surging from all directions wrapped the two Soul Officials.
”50% mock!” A hint of cold ruthlessness flashed past her eyes. She drew out her white blade with speed and evoked a wave of white light in the darkness. Becoming one with the beak of the phantom peacock, she struck one of the Soul Official in the chest.
”Fantasy Resonance!!” This Soul Official must have known that he was on the verge of death. His opponent's lightning speed had caught them off guard and he was almost at the end of the rope with just one blow. Hence, he decided to go all out.
A large amount of red silkworms roved out of the red force field, charging at Baylon in biting motions.
Cling cling!
Two crisp sounds were heard.
Baylon gently landed on a slow-moving aerolite. She stood still.
Fogs of blood exploded out of the two Soul Officials behind her. The force field was frozen solid and their bodies turned into ice blocks. They were knocked unconsciousness.
Hu...
Baylon took a deep breath. The mock earlier exhausted her a fair bit.
Clap... Clap... Clap...
Suddenly, clapping sounds were heard coming from above.
”Not a bad performance,” a cold emotionless voice was heard from the upper space.