Chapter 90: The Bloodthirsty Sword (4)
Waves of aura rippled outward as the battle raged on.
Taking advantage of the fight, Fross steadily retreated, with Harris and Serati gradually shifting the battlefield alongside him. Both the target and the distractions were moving in the same direction, naturally leading the demonic sword to follow.
The purpose of the second line of defense was slightly different from the first. It wasn’t just about depleting the demonic sword’s power. It was also about guiding it precisely to the designated location.
Even amidst the chaos of combat, the battlefield steadily advanced. Before long, they left the campsite and arrived at the entrance to a small ravine, a bowl-shaped depression about 100 meters in diameter.
Perfect!
Fross dashed into a magic circle that had been prepared in advance. When the target abruptly disappeared, the girl with the demonic sword seemed momentarily flustered, glancing around in confusion.
The confusion didn’t last long. She sensed another target deeper within the ravine. This target carried an even higher priority. At the same time, Harris and Serati had also distanced themselves, leaving the demonic sword unimpeded in her pursuit.
"Kyahaha!"
With gleeful laughter, the girl raced straight toward the ravine.
Harris, watching her, shook his head in disbelief. "She really never goes against our predictions."
"That’s fortunate, I suppose," Serati muttered, her brows furrowed as she trailed behind. "But I still don’t get it. Why does she act this way?"
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