“You’re the one, why are you in the Living Domain?”
An Ge Ji looked alert, while San Lun Xia drew her katana and pointed the sharp blade at Jianqi Ming.
“Calm down, I’m not a Cursed Spirit.”
The silver Moon Spirit Essence swirled around the short-haired girl, forming a thick silver shield that protected her securely.
Jianqi Ming’s muffled voice came from behind the shield.
“I’m a folk demon hunter, and this is my companion. Be careful, this Special Grade Cursed Spirit is a monster born from the resentment of a woman who had an abortion.”
“See those wolf-headed Cursed Spirits? They can shoot umbilical cords from their mouths. Once hit in the abdomen, you’ll instantly give birth to a death-baby Cursed Spirit with your own abilities.”
“Oh, this Cursed Spirit has publicly revealed its technique?”
An Ge Ji lowered her guard for now.
In Cursed Technique battles, revealing one’s techniques during a fight can enhance their effects.
If this heterochromia girl was telling the truth, they had to watch out for those wolf-shaped Cursed Spirits.
The three women gathered together, watching Ye Ran and the Special Grade Cursed Spirit fight, their hearts pounding.
The actions of the two in the field were too fast and precise.
The attacks were like quicksilver, penetrating everywhere, but the defense could counter each one, like a mirror reflection.
Who exactly was this mysterious young man they had never seen before?
He was almost beating this Cursed Spirit without any cursed energy.
“Magic Release!”
Ye Ran roared.
The formless Wind King Barrier suddenly erupted with dazzling magic waves.
It lightning-fast cut off both arms of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit.
This invisible sword, by wrapping the wind around its blade, altered the refraction of light, making the shape of the sword invisible, making it difficult for the enemy to grasp the sword’s attack range. Although simple, it could be extremely effective in close combat.
“Aaaaah, damn you! You human, you’re going to die!!!”
The Special Grade Cursed Spirit, with both arms gone, spouted thick, murky blood, staining half the sky.
Along with this indignant roar, a surge of pure negative cursed energy was also released.
“Boom!”
A deafening roar erupted, and the cursed energy formed a storm that crushed everything.
The ground, already sinking, completely crumbled this time, splitting into countless pieces.
Ye Ran, clutching the Oath of Victory Sword, charged out of the dust-cloud tornado.
He frowned, looking at the deformed monster clinging to the high-rise water pipes.
Layers of flesh and blood vessels on the water pipes kept shuttling and wriggling, then slowly gathered together, forming a blood-red fleshy ball, like a female uterus.
“Give me back my child, human!”
The fleshy monster, as big as a small building, screamed.
With a “boom,” it fell from the sky, kicking up countless plumes of dust, and was charging in a very strange but incredibly fast way.
Its mouth was continuously spewing out wolf-shaped Cursed Spirits in a nauseating way.
The speed at which these wolf-headed, human-bodied monsters grew was simply incredible.
As they ran, they grew to the size of a calf.
Their petal-like mouthparts kept shooting out fleshy umbilical cords, obviously targeting Jianqi Ming and the other two not far away.
“New·Yin Flow·Simple Domain!”
“Technique·“Isolated Area”!”
San Lun Xia and An Ge Ji, seasoned veterans, had been paying close attention to the battlefield.
Knowing they couldn’t be hit by the Cursed Spirits’ umbilical cords, they both unleashed their trump cards.
The suited girl’s swordsmanship could generate a simple domain within a 2.21 meter radius centered on herself.
And the Shrine Maiden’s technique, “Isolated Area,” could temporarily amplify the total cursed energy and output of any magician within the technique range, including herself.
“Whoosh, whoosh—!”
The black simple domain instantly expanded, enveloping the three.
With the teacher's cursed energy amplification, San Lun Xia’s swordsmanship speed also suddenly increased, and as the sword shadows flowed, it was as if water couldn’t penetrate, cutting off all the flying umbilical cords.
“Hey, watch out!”
At that moment, the short-haired girl’s anxious shout came from behind.
San Lun Xia subconsciously looked over, but saw that the Special Grade Cursed Spirit had suddenly shattered, turning into countless bloody umbilical cords that were madly charging towards her.
If she was hit, it was all over!
However, just as the suited girl’s face turned pale and her body tensed, a low voice suddenly sounded behind her.
“Seal·ThirteenDecision·Start! (Treasure Release·Thirteen Restraints!)”
Time seemed to stop at that moment.
In the eyes of the three girls, who were terrified, a monstrous magical power, as vast as an ocean, suddenly erupted from the young man’s Star Saint Sword.
Boom—!
Wild winds rose uncontrollably around them.
The Wind King Barrier was revoked.
Ye Ran tightly gripped the golden light, the dazzling glow was blown away by the invisible wind, revealing the ornate blade of its true form.
At the same time, thirteen shadowy figures, dressed in armor, appeared behind him.
“King, ah…”
Merlin, Bedivere, Gareth, Lancelot, Mordred, Galahad…
A knight clad in silver armor stepped out from among these knights.
It was Bedivere.
“I admit, I must be with those stronger than myself…!? ” Bedivere’s expression was solemn, he looked around the battlefield, and then issued a judgment.
“No, you’re wrong, I don’t need your approval at all.”
The words were interrupted suddenly, making the silver knight momentarily taken aback.
But before she could even react, she was torn to pieces by the roaring magical torrent.
As the spell was uttered, the silver surface of the Saint Sword was plated with a golden glow, countless large and small runes appearing on it.
“Ex——calibur!!!”
A dawn-like light pierced through the darkness.
The magical torrent collided with the massive cursed energy wave.
Two powerful forces instantly annihilated the surrounding atmosphere, creating a 100-meter vacuum zone.
The escaping energy distorted the light and shadows.
The fierce collision seemed to turn space into shattered glass, and any matter within this vortex was rendered vulnerable.
“Boom—!”
At that moment, the domain was shattered, turning into countless dust particles and exploding, revealing the bright sky outside.
And the Special Grade Cursed Spirit’s figure was enveloped in that dazzling magical light flow, turning into countless fragments.