169 Despicable Demon! (1/2)
Seeing that the descending shadow was about to steal his sign, the robin roared mournfully, ”In your dreams!” As he roared, an endless wave of black birds flew from his sleeves. These black robins spread their wings and soared into the sky with angry caws. As the phosphorescent insects continued to dance, the robins were painted with a layer of firelight. The flames were ice blue and radiated with frigidity. Everything in the path of these cold flames, even the stone tiles, were turned to mud. This was what the phantom beast Robin truly looked like!
”Really?” Faced with the wave of robins, Ye Qingxuan opened his mouth and smiled. Between his teeth, the Crystal of Virtue glittered.
With a crack, he broke and swallowed half of the crystal. Then he gripped his cane and showed the gem on the cane to the robin. Lightning flashed through the gem, as if it was a projection of a thunderous world. ”Do not turn the three realms into ashes!”
In the next moment, the black clouds over Avalon city resonated with his voice. The gods had been angered! Lightning poured from the cane like a tsunami. It swallowed the cold flames and transformed the entire laboratory into a hell of furious electric light. The extreme light and heat illuminated all the demons.
”Holmes!” The robin’s expression changed dramatically, and he squeezed out the words from his mouth. ”You b*stard…”
He charged forward, not caring that he was rushing toward destructive lightning. He was going to charge and take back his Blood Path sign, even if there was the risk of being turned to ashes.
The destructive light swallowed everything.
When the light faded, Ye Qingxuan was on the ground. Even with the Crystal of Virtue, the extreme blood loss still made it hard to breathe. On the other hand, the robin was burnt to crisp and badly injured. But he held the blood light in his hands. He had gotten the sign to the Blood Path!
”Haha haha!” Even though he had fallen to this sad state, he still could not hold in his laughter when he saw Ye Qingxuan. ”You can try to take it but it’s mine! Mine!”
”Really?” Ye Qingxuan chuckled and raised his hand, showing the robin what was in it. ”Then what’s this?”
The laugher cut off abruptly. The robin gaped at what was in Ye Qingxuan’s hand and then back at his own blood light. What was this?!
Ye Qingxuan held a blood light identical to what the robin had! In the moment of fighting, the blood light had been split into two? The robin took one half, while the other was now Ye Qingxuan’s! They split it equally?
”What the f*ck!” The robin could not accept this reality…F*cking why? He had worked so hard for five years, putting in mental and physical work, planning and strategizing, pressured by the Royal family and the Shaman’s attacks. He had risked being caught by the Royal Musicians, and finally had hope for success…but now someone else had taken half the reward! How was this fair?! And he did not know if he could activate the Blood Path with just half the sign!
The bloody light finally dissipated in Ye Qingxuan’s hand, revealing its true shape. It was a crystal clear ornament, like a conch carved from jade.
”You b*stard! Give me the sign!” the robin roared, gripping his half of the conch. ”You think you’re good enough to take my things?!”
”Of course. The treasures of the world belong to the virtuous!” Ye Qingxuan stuffed the conch into his pocket shamelessly. ”This was my bench in a past life. It belongs in my pocket. Don’t even think about taking it. And anyway, you dark musicians have wretched lives. Do you think you can handle it?”
”You—you…” Under the mask, the robin’s face turned purple in anger. His vision had gone dark, and he felt the urge to cough up blood.
”Silence!” Ye Qingxuan interrupted, glaring at him. ”You despicable demon, how dare you fight with me? Do you feel no shame?!”