1031 Sunstrider Flaming Lance (1/2)

A slender young woman appeared in front of Sheyan. She was as lively as a fawn. Her upper body was almost completely uncovered except for the grass-woven attire covering her chest. When one got close to her, one could almost smell the refreshing breath of youth she exuded. Her curved eyes made her seem like she was smiling innocently all the time.

Sheyan's heart shook when he saw her. Yes, seeing the smiling Melody who was as lively as a fawn as she came to him with a bounce in her steps, he was reminded of a saying:

....If only time could stop at the moment when we first met.

He was already used to seeing Melody being attended by those around her like a queen. Seeing her with the liveliness and attire she wore when they first met, an indescribable melancholy rose in his heart. Sheyan could not help but recall how he was then, the joy he felt, and his....dream.

Of course, Melody was no longer the Melody of old. She was now the heart of Dawn City. Although her stubbornness may have won her the tiny right to choose her own attire on this trip, the six core elders under her could never just let her come her and face risks without any preparation. So, in truth, only the way she dressed was the same as the first time they met; some small details on her still betrayed her current noble identity.

The conspicuous Vilya on Melody's left index finger aside, a pair of precious and exquisite earrings also occasionally peeked out from within her flowing hair. This pair of earrings were treasures passed down in Mr. Segimli's family. Three types of powerful divine arts were stored inside.

The emerald green fruit worn on her neck was as clear as a diamond, and it gave off a faint aura that felt as if it was supporting the sky and the earth. Sheyan's current Perceptive Sense was several times higher than that of the last time he entered the world of the Lord of the Rings, so he could immediately tell that this object was likely more powerful than a Golden Fruit!

The long bow on Melody's back looked like a phoenix that would soar to the sky any moment. It's delicate design alone was enough to show that it was definitely not an ordinary item. As Melody walked, illusionary images of phoenix feathers would fall from it, disappearing as they touched the ground.

There existed a fact about the things made by Elves. It might not be true for other races, but it was an irrefutable truth for the Elves -- the more exquisite an object looked, the more powerful it was.

As soon as Melody appeared, she went straight to Sheyan and embraced him without reservations, then gave him a deep, passionate kiss. Sheyan was instantly immersed in the refreshing breath of nature on her, as if every cell in his body had been washed by the breath of spring. It made him feel relaxed and happy.

At that moment, however, the T-1000 decided to become a party pooper. He had already closed in to within 30 meters of them and had started to accelerate.

With a hand around Melody's slender waist, Sheyan stared into her large eyes that were filled with affection, shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly.

”I'm sorry, I'm summoning you this time because I'm in big trouble.”

Only now did Melody notice the bloodstains and wounds on Sheyan. Pained by the sight, she immediately waved her hand. A light green glow flashed on Sheyan, wrapping around the surface of his body like a liquid. His wounds rapidly healed.

Then, Melody turned towards the charging T-1000 and frowned as she asked, ”That's a puppet without a soul. Was it the one who hurt you so badly?”

”If you underestimate it, I may very well die here today.”

After the Ukiyo-e had finished its task, it was restored to the original blank appearance. However, Sheyan noticed that a very distinct slit had appeared on the surface of the cloth, as if a knife had cut it, but the cut had not completely broken through. Apparently, the three-time usage limit was not a joke.

The T-1000 was now only fifteen meters away from them. Its eyes gleamed with hatred as its hands took on the form of a machete. On the blade were wicked razor-toothed sharp edges. Melody frowned slightly, then pointed at the Terminator with a finger! Although the plants around the area were all dead, the roots beneath the ground had yet to rot away. They immediately made a terrible sound.

A huge magic formation formed on the ground. A great amount of tree roots broke through the earth, crisscrossing and combining with each other to form a large number of lean hands extending out from the ground, standing upright like branches on a tree. The giant hands looked as if they only had bones and muscles left on them. The fingernails on them were sharp, and they scratched wildly in the air.

The T-1000 only had Sheyan in its eyes, so it continued to boldly rush forward, intending to force his way through the roots array. These wooden hands formed from tree roots were very bizarre; no matter what they held, a large number of blood vessels would immediately grow on the contact surface like plant roots, and spread about.

But the T-1000 was a robot; it was immune to the parasitic plant roots. However, it was still hindered by the strong wooden hands, and the speed of its movement decreased sharply.

When Melody tried to cast more divine arts, she frowned and said, ”The plant element here is so sparse.”

Seeing that the T-1000 was trapped by the tree roots array, Sheyan grabbed Melody's hand and ran forward.