Chapter 67
Chapter 67: Raging Wildfire (Part 5)
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Lafayette’s body swayed uncontrollably, his legs weakened, and he almost fell to his knees.
But Valarr grabbed him by the hair.
“Haha, that feels good.”
His mask fell off, revealing the fierce face hidden underneath.
The black robe swayed in the flames, and the dark red flames crawled along the flowing blood, spreading all over his body, up to his shoulders, face, and arms… about to burn Lafayette’s head.
Suddenly, I remembered the words from the book.
[They sacrifice their flesh and blood to demons, to invoke the burning of the Fire of Sin, in exchange for power comparable to divine miracles, its name is…]
“Gate—of—Truth—!”
The muddy snow exploded beneath my feet.
At this moment, for Valarr, the delicate cry from the beauty’s jade teeth and pearl lips in the distance, when the first word came out, the sound seemed quite far from him, but by the time the word “Gate” was shouted, it had already exploded next to his ear.
He couldn’t make any reaction at all, despite speed being his specialty.
In the instant the girl swept over with the fierce wind, Valarr didn’t even have time to retract his fierce smile, only seeing a flash of light pass through his eyes, after which the arm holding Lafayette had nothing left below the elbow.
No blood splattered out, and of course it didn’t hurt. From the moment the Fire of Sin was ignited, all the suffering he endured had been accepted by the God of Truth, replaced by endless power.
This was knowledge already engraved in his heart.
As long as he had this, he would be invincible, unstoppable, and no one would dare look down on him again.
Whether Scalliger or Pontifical Knight… once entering this state, none were worthy of fear.
But now, Valarr was a bit dazed.
His thoughts were still dwelling on “this girl… what’s going on… what did she do?” when in the next second, the scenery before his eyes spun rapidly, and his body suddenly defied gravity and flipped into the air.
He heard the leader shouting below: “Valarr! What are you doing—”
What am I doing… killing Lafayette…
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but cold wind immediately rushed into his mouth, then everything went black before his eyes, only hearing a “crack” from his neck, Valarr let out a muffled “ugh”, his body rolled uncontrollably in the snow, then “bang” hit a protruding rock.
The slaughter knife in his hand had long since flown away somewhere, his head was ringing from the impact, and his neck… seemed to be broken.
Breathing became somewhat difficult, and after losing his sense of pain, Valarr couldn’t judge how serious his injuries were now, but judging from his drooping head that he couldn’t muster strength for, he had at least one fatal wound. However…
He kissed his fist wrapped in the fire of karma.
“Great God… of Truth, please… help me… cough cough… remove the pain…”
Gurgle… gurgle…
The snow beneath him vaporized into mist, and the blood inside his body began to boil.
The skin gradually hardened, then cracked open, waves of blood-colored light spread throughout his body, flickering as sparks flew out, lighting up the dim sky.
Valarr breathed out scorching smoke.
“Hehe…”
Boom—!
He stood up amidst the raging fire.
Dozens of meters away from him in the open ground, I stroked Lafayette with one hand, feeling the warm strong wind blow on my face, while my right hand hanging at my side tightly gripped the handle of the short sickle.
Then I glanced at his angular but slightly pale profile.
“How are you?”
Lafayette shook his head with effort.
“I’m fine…”
I was somewhat worried: “You’ve been poisoned by the smoke.”
Lafayette turned his head, slightly pulled up the corners of his mouth at me, with starlight flickering in his pitch-black eyes.
“I’m fine. It was just guguo grass smoke, it won’t kill anyone.”
“Guguo grass smoke?”
I frowned.
Originally thought that black ball contained some deadly poison gas that would kill on contact… guguo grass smoke, huh.
“Is it addictive?”
“No, I only inhaled a little, it’s fine… Peipei, let go, the enemy is standing up again.”
“Mm.”
The hand supporting him loosened. Lafayette staggered two steps, standing with some difficulty, and behind him, the guards all sheathed their swords, having already withdrawn from the battlefield, shouting to him from far away.
“Count——”
Lafayette waved his hand.
“Form ranks! Prepare to meet the next charge!”
Further away, the city guards, now reduced to about half their numbers, had regathered beside Edward at this moment, they knocked their breastplates making clanging sounds, amid the clamor and noise, Edward’s fragments of words could vaguely be heard.
“Don’t be afraid! There’s nothing to fear, you are the most elite warriors of the Valen Empire, and the opponent is just a little girl who has never even seen blood!”
“Look behind you! Those lying in the snow are all your brothers! Though they have fallen, none retreated…”
“Your commander has also fallen there! So what should we do now!”
“No one can desecrate the honor of the city guard!”
“…Whoever can bring me Lafayette’s head, reward of 1,000 gold coins! Enfeoffed as baron——”
He stood up limping, right hand clenched in a fist hitting his chest.
“Frost Moon——”
“Roar!”
“Kill the enemy!”
The tide of people surged forward again.
On the other side, the mist around the rotten-faced man grew thicker, rolling red flames flowed over his body, melting all the snow around him, and amidst the swirling clouds and mist, one could feel the waves of heat rushing towards them even from over 10 meters away.
“Hahahahaha——!”
A slightly hoarse laugh came from within the mist, and the next moment, a figure walked out.
The rushing fire of karma blazed up from the rotten-faced man’s chest, tongues of flame spread and darted about, quickly engulfing half his body.
His broken arm regrew bones, muscles, and skin at a visible speed… finally becoming as good as new.
The next moment, Valarr flashed past his side, charging up first.
I exchanged glances with Lafayette.
Without extra words, there was only one thought in mind, which was to prevent him from coming into contact with these terrible flames.
Then leaning forward, stepping out, at the same time, Lafayette’s shout rang out: “Hunters of Shanter Castle, follow me… let’s eat these city guards!”
“Haha——”
Whoosh——
The sounds behind gradually faded away, the petite figure darted forward, the wind stirred up carved a long channel in the snow, reaching Valarr’s front in just an instant.
Bang——!!!
Countless huge ice spikes shot up from the ground, ice crystals danced wildly in the sky, as if able to freeze the sky.
This strike directly covered a range of nearly 100 meters ahead, and the dozen or so assassins not far away couldn’t even put up a moment’s resistance, all being swept into the sky by the ice waves, and by the time they fell down, their bodies had already been frozen stiff.
Valarr only resisted for a moment before his feet left the ground, flying backwards like a rag fluttering in the wind and snow, the freezing energy with overwhelming advantage almost extinguished the fire of karma on his body.
“Ah!!”
He shouted with all his might, then was immediately pierced by countless erupting ice spikes. Frost formed on his face, then was vaporized by the high temperature, then formed again, the direct collision of ice and fire filled the ears with hissing sounds of vaporization.
“Little bitch——”
Valarr’s eyes were so red they seemed about to bleed, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t stop the frost from spreading over his body.
“Such a dirty mouth.”
The footsteps were swift, stepping towards his direction.
Swoosh——
A cold flash passed by, the extreme ice short sickle in hand cut through Valarr’s throat, revealing the bright red cut surface, through the thin layer of ice covering it, his trachea could be clearly seen.
No blood gushed out.
“Hehe…”
The next moment, flames ignited at the wound, then began to heal rapidly.
…So he can’t die even with his throat cut?
“This is impossible…” Valarr opened his mouth in disbelief, “My fire of karma has already reached the ‘revival’ stage, why… am I still no match for you…”
If the brain is directly destroyed… will he die?
Let’s try it.
I took a deep breath, raising the short sickle again.