528 Chapter 528: Fire and Blood (2/2)

He had just managed to place his hand on the hilt of his sword when his figure was enveloped in flames. The resulting clash sent an explosion blasting through parts of the school, razing a few buildings. Even You Shou was forced back, unable to withstand the shockwaves billowing from the collision between two superpowers.

Staring at the recently unsheathed blade of his opponent, Teresa Taylor gripped her own sword tighter, a note of mirth in her tone.

”You finally drew your sword.”

Fan Fu Qing narrowed his eyes as she brandished her weapon, a stylish Western-looking sword with a curved tip and winged hilts. Like the vampire he was, the wings were those of a bat. Kind of cute, if you asked me…but nobody was asking me.

”Cute…” Rossetti murmured, her face slightly red. Oh, okay. So there was at least one person who agreed with me.

”What's the matter with you two?” Kufa sighed in exasperation as he buried his face in his palm. I ignored him and continued watching.

Amidst the broiling flames, the vampire king sneered.

”You sound like you were waiting for me to draw my sword.”

”I was indeed,” Teresa Taylor replied. ”Waiting for you to do so.”

She took a step forward and the flames intensified, as if responding to her will.

”So that I can crush your sword, your flesh, your bones, and your soul to nothingness.”

The two of them locked eyes, with Fan Fu Qing glaring defiantly at Teresa Taylor. The holy flames around the former paladin's sword seemed to surge for just a brief moment…only to flicker out. Behind the headmistress of Saint Teresa Academy, the inferno disappeared, leaving emptiness in the air.

The flames have vanished.

Fan Fu Qing regarded the odd scene, apprehension trickling into his heart. Before him, Teresa Taylor stood, a faint wisp of smoke trailing from her now pure white sword.

”Blessings of God, Angelic Descent. Avenging Sword of Holy Judgement.”

White wings of holy light blazed forth from her shoulders, unfurling to scatter countless intangible feathers. A radiant halo gleamed above her head.

And so the most powerful holy-type magic manifested itself in Teresa Taylor's spells.

”Angelic Descent?” You Shou repeated incredulously as he studied the White Witch's sword. ”That is indeed a majestic display and you look a lot more…holier than before. But your sword remains unchanged for the most part. All it did was turn your sword into a little white blade. Other than a change in appearance, what does your technique do? It does not appear to increase your combat power.”

”Don't underestimate it,” Fan Fu Qing snapped. ”Angelic Descent is a technique that infuses the full power of the White Witch's holy magic into that so-called little white blade. One swing and it's the end. It burns anything it cuts to ashes. It's a sword that renders holy judgement upon those it deems heretics and sinners.”

”Your majesty.”

You Shou bowed his head and stepped back. Fan Fu Qing glared at him.

”More importantly, what are you doing here? So far you've been useless. All you do is stand around and commentate on the battle, but you've not interfered or raised a hand to fight. If you're just going to make snide comments or shout my name every time I'm attacked instead of actually doing something about it, then shut up and get lost. Go away elsewhere and make yourself useful for once.”

Wow, he voiced the thoughts I had in mind. I was wondering what the purpose of You Shou was. The right-hand man of Fan Fu Qing himself looked chagrined and he dropped to his knees.

”This humble one begs for your forgiveness, your majesty!”

Fan Fu Qing merely buried his face in his palm, exasperated.

”I didn't ask you to prostrate yourself or apologize! Just get the hell out of here and help the other vampires attack the students and staff here! Stop standing around doing nothing!”

”Yes, your majesty.”

You Shou hurried away. Teresa Taylor watched him leave, and then grinned.

”That's right. You've already seen this technique two decades and a half ago. But…back then, my Angelic Descent was still immature.”

She tightened her grip on her sword.

”Do you think my current Angelic Descent will be the same as twenty-five years ago?”

Raising her sword, the White Witch narrowed her eyes into a deadly glare, locking her gaze with Fan Fu Qing's solemn defiance. She raised her glowing white sword and pointed it at her foe, her halo flaring brilliantly as if to make astatement.

”Let's test it out on your body…to see what the difference is.”

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