Lin Qiye put everything into this strike. It was incomparably fast, and An Qingyu only felt a chill strike from his side, every hair on his body standing on end!
He darted to the other side like lightning, yet still could not evade the blade's edge. The broken sword blade grazed his brow, sending a streak of crimson blood spraying through the sky.
As soon as the first sword fell, Lin Qiye's second followed close behind. An Qingyu's gray eyes contracted as his body swiftly transformed into countless rats that scattered in every direction. The sword light swept through the swarm, yet left no trace behind.
The rats poured over the ruins and finally gathered around the church, where An Qingyu's figure emerged once more.
He raised a hand to touch his brow, but the wound had not healed. He stared blankly at the blood in his palm, his expression complicated.
In midair, Shen Qingzhu gradually descended, joining Lin Qiye and Number 27 in forming a three-sided encirclement around An Qingyu.
"Come back to Great Xia with us, Vice-Captain An." Shen Qingzhu spoke slowly. "You have nowhere left to retreat."
"Great Xia?" An Qingyu shook his head. "I can't go back anymore."
He raised his right hand and slammed it heavily against the ground. The next instant, the earth beneath the stone platform several dozen meters away suddenly turned to quicksand, swallowing the platform and the sleeping girl atop it whole.
At the same time, space-time around An Qingyu violently churned, and a Spatial Vortex bloomed behind him.
"Stop him!" Lin Qiye shot forward at once. Shen Qingzhu and Number 27 moved as well, charging at An Qingyu from three different directions!
An Qingyu lightly lifted his toes and fell backward into the Spatial Vortex behind him. His gray eyes