"Impossible?" The cigarette clenched between his lips nearly fell to the ground. Stiyl stared at the dust clouds rising in the distance. The battle had actually reached this extent. Just what were those black cracks spread throughout the air...? Even from here, he could see sharp Wind Blades shooting outward from every one of those black cracks.
There was no need to think about it. At the center, Kanzaki Kaori was definitely enduring a barrage like raging wind and torrential rain. He could not help asking the little nun beside him, "Can you tell... what that is?"
"There are no records related to it... Why should I answer you?" With that, Index rolled her eyes at Stiyl and ran more than ten meters away, as though he were a massive source of air pollution and getting too close would contaminate her.
Stiyl took a deep drag from the cigarette in his mouth and gloomily looked up at the heavens with speechless sorrow. It had not been like this in the past!
"Ahh~ It still lacks a decisive, explosive finishing move." Jiu Ming watched Kanzaki Kaori within the storm a hundred meters away. It was not that he wanted to do this; he had no choice. Her earlier attack that had instantly killed his clone was much like that Shadow Wolf's—both were manifestations of speed pushed to the extreme. At close range, Jiu Ming feared she would unleash that attack again and instantly kill this clone of his.
This clone was nowhere near as durable as that...
Unlike his true body—so long as it was not his head, even if half his body was blown apart, he could recover. A clone, let alone half, would struggle to maintain itself even if a third of it were blown away. Worse still, if