Love Without Limits
Dugu Qing and Frieren exchanged a glance and smiled helplessly.
But their bodies wouldn't allow them to make any more moves, so they could only hope that Denken could miraculously have a breakout performance and stop Macht.
Denken never expected that, by a twist of fate, he would become the strongest member of the team. Holding his wand, he walked out with a heavy heart.
"Fern, Stark, you take Dugu Qing and Frieren and leave as soon as possible. Macht, I'll hold him off."
Fern looked at Dugu Qing and, without hesitation, carried Frieren and Dugu Qing onto the carriage.
"Drive!"
Stark sat in front of the carriage, grasped the reins, cracked the whip, and sent the carriage galloping away.
Macht watched Denken, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, as the carriage sped away, and smiled mockingly.
"Lord Denken, is this your strategy? Do you really think you can stop me?"
Denken gripped his wand tightly, employing strategy: cultivating a relationship with Macht to buy time.
"Macht, all these years later, I still can't forget that once dedicated teacher. I don't understand why you've become like this."
Macht waved his hand, seeing through Denken's scheme at a glance.
"You're stalling for time, giving Dugu Qing and the others a chance to leave, aren't you? But I don't care. Anyway, I'm already leaving this place. I'll kill everyone I know in this area and start over."
Denken hadn't expected Macht to be so direct about killing. He cast aside his last shred of hope and gripped his wand tightly.
"Very well! In that case, I have no reason to let you live any longer. I will personally eliminate you."
Macht was brimming with confidence and had no belief that Denken was capable of defeating him, calmly waiting for Denken to make his move.
Denken's entire body was burning with magic. He waved his wand, aimed at Macht, and fired several solid Mana Bullets from the tip of the wand.
The Mana Bullet crashed to the ground, creating a huge cloud of smoke that obscured the entire area.
Macht tore off his cloak, which transformed into a sharp magic sword. He swiftly flew behind Denken and slashed down with his sword.
Denken turned around hastily and used all his defensive magic to barely block the attack.
Macht was surprised that Denken was so different now, able to defend against his shot, and looked at Denken with new respect.
Taking advantage of Macht's momentary lapse in concentration, Denken swiftly moved to the spot where Macht's weakness was exposed.
A massive tornado rose from the ground and swept towards Macht.
Macht calmly dodged the tornado outside by using the defensive magic taught to him by Solitair.
"Whether in terms of technique or control over magic, you have indeed become stronger. However, I will not allow Dugu Qing to escape into the Empire's sphere of influence. It's truly a pity! Lord Denken, our reminiscing ends here."
Macht gazed at Denken in the sky, raised his right hand, and cast a spell to Diagoldze.
Denken remained motionless and cast the Curse-Returning Magic he had obtained from Serie.
The magic that Diagoldze returned along its original path, Macht instantly transformed into a golden statue, staring in astonishment at Denken.
"How interesting, I didn't expect you to use this trick. However, it ends here. All your preparations are no match for pure magical crushing."
Macht's magical energy trembled violently, condensing into a tangible pressure that crashed down on Denken like a mountain.
Denken gathered all his magic in front of him to form a defensive light mirror, but it only lasted a moment before he was sent flying backward and collapsed to the ground unconscious.
The Imperial Mage Corps within the Empire were powerful and troublesome. Macht didn't want Dugu Qing to escape into the Empire, so he flew straight towards Dugu Qing's location.
Deep in the forest, Stark drove his carriage at breakneck speed.
Dugu Qing closed his eyes and Meditation. His physical and mental strength had recovered slightly, and he was able to engage in some light activities.
Frieren hugged her blanket, huddled in a corner of the carriage, and focused intently on analyzing the magic.
Fern held his wand, watching warily behind him.
Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from the sky as the horses collided with Macht, who was falling from the sky, and the carriage overturned to the ground.
Fern helped Dugu Qing out of the carriage.
"Ma... Macht."
Stark raised his battle axe, staring at Macht as if facing a formidable enemy, his legs trembling slightly.
Ignoring Stark, Macht stared at Dugu Qing and spoke his mind directly.
"In my imagination, Demons and humans will eventually evolve in tandem and find a way to coexist. You are the perfect example. But for Solitair, I will kill you first, and then turn you into gold."
Dugu Qing struggled to move her fingers, but could barely muster any strength, and looked helplessly at the ground.
Fern embraced Dugu Qing tightly, her purple hair flowing over her shoulders, and made a domineering vow.
"With me here, you won't be able to harm Dugu Qing."
"That's right, I'm here too!"
With a roar, Stark raised his battle axe, leaped high into the air, and charged toward Macht with overwhelming force.
Macht glanced casually at Stark, silently activating the magic that Diagoldze.
Stark immediately turned into a golden statue, crashed heavily to the ground, and lost consciousness.
"So, are you going to beg for mercy? If you beg for mercy, perhaps I can preserve Dugu Qing's body intact!"
Macht uttered cruel words without any expression.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
The powerful Demons, as arrogant and domineering as demon gods, possesses the power to destroy all happiness.
Fern's eyes were blurry with tears from nervousness, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, she gritted her teeth, and her purple eyes, filled with endless malice, swept towards Macht.
"Yes, this is it! This is what I've been looking for!"
Macht was not afraid; on the contrary, he was delighted and thoroughly enjoyed Fern's wonderful emotions.
"Fern, run! I'll use my last bit of strength to stop Macht."
Dugu Qing spoke in a voice barely audible.
Fern's fingertips trembled. How could she possibly run away!
Even if I were to escape, I would spend the rest of my life in self-blame, regret, pain, and despair!
"What are you saying! Even if we die, it's just death. As long as we're together, there's nothing to be afraid of."
Fern gripped Dugu Qing's hand tightly, his heart filled with a resolute and unwavering fighting spirit.
Dugu Qing reluctantly turned his head to look at the gentle Fern, and all the memories of the past flooded his mind.
The thought that he would never see Fern again filled him with inexplicable grief.
The collapsing magic and the listless spirit miraculously revived in an instant.
The magic of the two people converged where their palms met, bursting forth with a dazzling cherry-red light.
"Fine, fine, fine, since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish."
Macht raised his palm, and immense magic transformed into a raging flood that swept outwards.
An overwhelming pressure descended, and life or death was decided at this moment.
The mysterious power within the two suddenly expanded countless times, becoming incredibly passionate.
A romantic and beautiful cherry blossom-red aura rose from both Fern and Dugu Qing, shining brightly and radiantly, dyeing the tranquil forest red.