"What kind of monster is he?" Wei Xiuming muttered as he watched Lin Qiye fight three Forbidden Item Wielders at once.
Bang—!
With a flying kick, Jialan sent the dazed Wei Xiuming flying more than ten meters, slamming heavily into the wall.
"Spacing out... Hmph." Jialan put her hands on her hips and snorted at Wei Xiuming, whose body was embedded in the wall.
Beyond the main building, the humming roar of explosions rang out.
Jialan's attention was drawn to that battlefield. Turning her head, she saw long-haired Lin Qiye wielding twin blades, dancing wildly beneath the night sky like a phantom. Her eyes instantly grew somewhat dazed.
His long hair... actually looked pretty good?
Jialan thought to herself.
Smack!
While Jialan was distracted, Wei Xiuming slashed at her back. Yet it was as though he had struck solid stone, leaving not even a mark.
Wei Xiuming: ...
Jialan turned around, her gaze turning unfriendly.
Outside the main building.
The four figures collided and separated again and again. Stars glittered beneath the night sky, seeming ready to fall at any moment.
Virgin, draped in a veil of white gauze, raised a hand. The gauze around her arms swept out like two roaming dragons, stretching infinitely toward Lin Qiye. His figure flickered repeatedly through the night, dodging every strip of gauze.
Lin Qiye opened his left hand and pressed it toward the distant Virgin, chanting softly:
"Lord of Night's Judgment."
The night above his head twisted rapidly. In the next instant, more than a dozen enormous black pillars descended from the sky, piercing through most of the white gauze and nailing it directly to the steel framework outside the main building.
Lin Qiye flashed before her. His straight blade tore through the night, driving straight for her throat!
Clang—!!
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