Chapter 1773 - 1193: I Will Strike Only Once (Part 2)
Chapter 1773 - 1193: I Will Strike Only Once (Part 2)
The symptoms, aren’t they exactly the same as the infected who were corrupted by the Abyssal Aura?
And that cold energy, not only is it evil and ominous, but when touched, it completely robs one’s body of control, rendering them stiff, motionless, only to be slaughtered by the enemy.
This loss of control state is extremely similar to the symptoms of the infected.
"I see."
Reiger understood.
"That cold energy is likely a derivative of the Abyssal Aura, a supplementary product produced when using the Abyssal Aura as material in magic creation."
Using Abyssal Aura as material for magic creation is something Reiger had never even heard of in the Source World.
Even abyssal creatures only naturally use the Abyssal Aura like humans breathe air; Reiger has never heard of any abyssal magic creation using Abyssal Aura as material.
Perhaps, as Charity said, this is a usage discovered and developed by "Titan", a strategic magician of constructs, only he would use Abyssal Aura like this.
"Titan" himself is extremely obsessed with Abyssal Aura; in the Source World or during the Ancient Magic Civilization Period, this would absolutely be considered forbidden, even seen as an abyssal follower would not be too much.
"Though he may have never seen the abyss, or even heard of it, ’Titan’ is probably akin to an abyssal follower."
Reiger made such a judgment.
Afterward, Reiger asked Charity about various matters and received a lot of intelligence about the sanctuary from her.
Unfortunately, although this information was important, it did not solve the core two questions in Reiger’s heart.
Who exactly is "Sky Hunt"?
Does the sanctuary have anything to do with the abyss?
These two questions remain unsolved at present.
But at least he already knows the purpose of the sanctuary.
"If you have a way to leave the Hidden Land, you’d better do it soon."
Charity looked at Reiger and suddenly spoke.
"The technology crystals are almost collected, and with ’Titan’s assistance, the liberation ceremony will probably be conducted swiftly."
"According to the original plan, our revolution will be officially announced and concluded next year."
"Now, the potential threat in the Hidden Land is solved, I have not returned to the sanctuary, and I am acting on my own in the Hidden Land, over there they might have guessed that I would expose the revolutionary intelligence."
In other words, this so-called revolution might start earlier.
Maybe it’s already in progress outside right now, who knows.
"...You’re not going back?"
Reiger felt little urgency, instead asking this question while looking at the dull-eyed Charity.
Charity chose silence instead of speaking.
In her mind, Charity began to recall a conversation that happened recently.
It was a conversation that took place after she chose to act on her own.
"What exactly are you planning?"
"...I want to challenge that man again."
"You could find other chances to challenge him, but now, you must execute the leader’s assigned task first."
"You guys are enough for the task; I’ll help you hold him back."
"Why are you so persistent about him?"
"..."
"He’s strong, you might die."
"Do you think I care?"
"..."
Soon after this conversation, Charity discovered Reiger being intercepted by "Gigabit" and proactively approached him.
Then, she was defeated.
But she did not die.
Thus, when "Fire Princess" and others completed their task and left the Hidden Land, Charity had another conversation with her.
At that time, Charity bid farewell to "Fire Princess".
So...
"I’ll stay here then."
Charity’s voice became extremely soft, her eyes even darker.
Seeing Charity like this, for some reason, Reiger’s mood also worsened.
Recalling the past, that cold yet incredibly talented female Martial God, before Reiger realized he had spoken his mind.
"Your appearance is truly unpleasant to look at."
Saying this, Reiger closed his eyes. When he reopened them, he took out the hermit.
And took it out with the scabbard included.
"What are you planning to do?"
Charity was jolted awake by a sudden sharp aura, subconsciously tightening her body while looking at Reiger draw his blade.
Reiger didn’t answer but placed the hermit at his waist.
"One cut."
Reiger spoke calmly.
"...What?"
Charity was dumbfounded.
"I’ll only make one cut." Reiger clarified, staring at Charity, "Don’t you want to compete in swordsmanship with me?"
"Although I’ve lost interest, I can muster the mood for one cut."
Reiger placed his hand on the hilt, lowering his body.
"If you can take this cut, then I lose."
Not feeling insulted or angry, Charity wasn’t offended.
Because, from Reiger, a burning intensity capable of scorching all three thousand realms rose.
Flames erupted from Reiger, like flowing magma, then suddenly gathered at his waist and blade.
The flames poured into the intersection between the hilt and the scabbard, channeling into it.
No, not into the scabbard but onto the blade hidden inside the scabbard.
For a moment, Charity felt as if a small sun was compressed in that scabbard, coating the unseen blade.
"———"
Like a fiery storm, the terrifying aura swept out.
The scorching heat seemed to ignite the earth, distorting and swaying everything in sight.
With heightened senses, Charity instinctively felt the lethal threat, making her unconsciously grasp the Ice Holy Sword tightly.
"...What if I can’t take it?"
Charity’s dull eyes slightly cleared, lighting up with a faint glow.
"Can’t take it?" Reiger replied indifferently, "Then you’ll serve as my attendant until you can."
After all, Reiger already had many attendants and no longer resisted it.
Charity’s talent was good enough, at least stronger than Melo and Naisa; if she had been born in the Source World rather than Akasha Continent, she might have become or already is a Saint.
If not, Yanifet’s arrogance wouldn’t have esteemed her, leaving the Inheritance Sword to her.
They shared some fate; since so, he would attempt to drag her out from the mire of despair.
Her talent shouldn’t be buried here nor should it stagnate.
"Alright!"
Charity agreed without thinking much.
She knew an earth-shattering strike awaited her.
But... this suited her well.
She desperately wanted to see Reiger’s true power and compare it with her own, see the gap between them.
Having lost already and understanding she’s beaten, she accepted the defeat and recognized the difference between them.
Swing the sword!
She only needed to swing the sword!
No matter the future, at least now, she must swing the sword!
This instinct brought by heightened senses made Charity focus intensely.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t change anything now.
"Breath of the Sun · Thirteenth Form..."
A deep voice resonated in this world.
"Secret Technique: Blossom."
Suddenly, the world brightened.
Turning fiery red.
Charity only remembered the last thing she saw was a blade’s light.
A blade light as scorching as the sun, capable of severing the world...
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