Chapter 162
This is obvious.
In the open Beyond the Boundary region, any gunshot is particularly piercing, but the explosions and roars at this moment almost made the ground tremble.
Judging from the density of artillery fire, the enemy is probably quite numerous.
"Herul said."
Can you determine the direction?
"I'm afraid that's difficult. Our artillery fire covers too wide an area, making it impossible to make an effective judgment based on that alone."
"Damn it... Should we go back?"
We were already quite close to where the Angel were.
Now that Efnir and the Angel have begun their battle, are we to leave Miss Efnir alone?
However, if they did not rush back to their aid immediately, and the troops were captured and the "train" was destroyed, then the fate of all of them would almost certainly be death.
Anilas clenched her fists tightly, took a deep breath, and gave the order to Herul.
"Herul! Take the rest back to reinforce! The safety of the 'Train' and the Commander must be guaranteed!"
"Captain, are you going to continue?"
"We can't let Miss Efnir fight alone... From here on out, we'll split up!"
Herul gazed at Anilas, remaining silent for a moment.
At this point, saying anything was useless, so she Anilas and responded loudly.
"Yes!"
Herul led the remaining men and immediately headed towards the army. Anilas pursed her lips, turned around, and with silver light surging beneath her feet, she ran quickly forward.
Soon, she saw Efnir's lonely figure through the misty rain.
But what she saw next made her eyes widen.
The air was thick with the scorching smell of burning, the wild grass withered from the intense heat of the fire, and several shocking vitrified burn Trace remained on the ground.
The oncoming rain transformed into scorching winds, whipping up Efnir's fine, silvery hair.
A light blue hair ribbon fluttered at the ends of her hair.
Efnir stood there alone, like a lone, defiant warrior.
In the sky, dazzling light replaced the sun, which had been obscured by dark clouds.
Anilas looked up and saw two Angel figures, one blood-red and one pure white, appear at the end of her vision.
Anilas, and her heart skipped a beat.
--There are two codenamed "Angel".
The danger posed by these "Angel" is terrifying; the appearance of each "Angel" is catastrophic. Yet, there are two such beings.
What to do?
Should we run away next?
Even Anilas were sweaty, and she still couldn't suppress the tremors in her heart when facing an enemy like an "Angel."
She absolutely cannot die here; she must avenge "that person."
Anilas felt a tremendous sense of crisis looming over her, making it hard to breathe.
But...
Even if we escape from here, nothing will change.
Moreover, "that person's" idol is still right in front of them, fighting.
Anilas long, narrow gun barrel appeared.
The blood-red figure in the sky must be the "second Angel" who launched the attack on the troops. As for the other one, Anilas had seen it in the video footage. That was the one codenamed "Angel" who first appeared on the outskirts of the West Line Garrison District of Xijing City, and was also believed to be Qinglan, the former acting commander of Xijing City.
But now, there was no trace of Qinglan, who had once been the agent.
Qinglan was once a very good friend and senior of Efnir.
Watching Efnir's retreating figure, Anilas deep breath and ran forward.
"Miss Efnir!!"
With two leaps, Anilas landed beside Efnir and raised her gun.
"I'll cover you!"
"Follow the training instructions, and remember, protect your own safety."
"Um..."
"We must act swiftly and decisively, and return to reinforce our troops as soon as possible."
Efnir gripped the spear tightly in her hand.
Looking at Efnir standing in front of her, Anilas suddenly had a strange feeling.
It was something, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
Dust swirled in the air.
Efnir's gaze grew increasingly cold.
The bad premonition came true—the ambush by the Apostle was more dangerous than expected, and there were far more Apostle than anticipated. Efnir couldn't see what was behind the white mist, but the movement of the "dust" didn't lie.
The roar of artillery fire disrupted the airflow and Efnir Aphrodite's mind.
The earth beneath their feet trembled and groaned.
Each sound struck Efnir's heart with a heavy blow.
--Yukina is still with the rear troops.
"Miss Efnir, what are you going to do?"
Anilas shouted at the top of her lungs to drown out the howling wind.
She and Efnir had to keep the "Angel" pinned down here; otherwise, if the Angel attacked the troops again, the combined force of the two Angel would put enormous pressure on the "Shielding Device," and once the "Force-Field Barrier" was breached, it would inevitably cause a huge blow to the troops.
There's simply no way to go back and provide support now.
But...
Could she and Efnir really keep the Angel here? She wasn't sure.
Dust surged like sandstorms, and the "Angel" simultaneously raised its arm toward Efnir.
Efnir's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Anilas, be careful, we're coming!"
"Eve..."
Before she could finish speaking, a razor-sharp gust of wind whipped Anilas's hair around.
"Be on the threat of attacks from other directions; the Apostle are nearby."
Leaving behind a single sentence, the ground beneath Efnir's feet instantly shattered, the silver mirror breaking into pieces, and Efnir leaped towards the Angel with terrifying speed.
The wind pressure was like waves, Anilas looked at Efnir in astonishment.
Whether it was her imagination or not, Efnir's imposing right eye seemed to have deepened once again, and staring at the purple light was like falling into the ocean, almost robbing her of her breath.
This feeling...
It feels just like the first time you enter Synchronization state.
The daze lasted only a moment. Anilas snapped out of her daze. Before she could clear her mind of the lingering thoughts, she leveled her gun and fired in the direction of the Angel.
Anilas's bullets were swallowed by the Angel's powerful beam of light, and another beam descended, which she narrowly dodged.
At the same time, Efnir appeared in mid-air.
The spear spun and rose from her waist, gripping it in her hand. The power of her legs, waist, shoulders, and arms converged on the spear as Efnir spun through her body. In the next instant, a deafening sonic boom exploded in mid-air, the air vibrating as if it had been detonated. The spear pierced through layers of rain like a sharp knife, leaving a trail of flame like a shooting star, and hurtled toward the Angel.
The crimson beam and the dazzling white light enveloped Efnir together.
A deafening explosion parted the rain curtain, and flames and the last rays of starlight and moonlight extinguished it. The flickering flames on the ground were put out by the intense wind pressure.
20. Change
Is this Efnir's full power?
Anilas gazed up at the battle in the sky, her lips pressed tightly together.
She had thought that if she used her trump card, she might be able to compete with Efnir, but now it seems that the journey is still very, very long.
No one could withstand Efnir's spear; even Angel would be forced to retreat under Efnir relentless onslaught.
It seems that as long as Efnir is around, one can feel at ease. That young and petite figure symbolizes absolute dominance, which is Efnir's badge as the "Chief" of Xijing City.
Anilas deep breath, gripped her weapon tightly, and raised the gun again to face the massive surge of energy in the air.
Bang--
The ground beneath her feet shattered into Shard from the recoil, and the shockwave rippled outwards in all directions from Anilas.
The crimson Angel raised its hand toward the bullet fired by Anilas. In the next instant, a blinding red light flashed in the air. Amidst the dazzling fire and stardust, the air was suddenly pierced, and a visible shockwave exploded in the air.
The crimson shadows fell like cannonballs, sinking deep into the ground.
A scorching gale rose up, shaking the ground. Anilas stared at the very center of the spiderweb-like Fracture and depressions—the very spot where the Crimson Angel she had attacked had been.
The Crimson Angel's arm snapped inwards in a bizarre way, with blood-soaked bone spurs protruding from beneath its skin.
Even so, the Crimson Angel did not lose her ability to move. She stood up slowly and strangely, her stiff movements like those of a puppet being controlled by strings.
She tilted her head and looked at Anilas.
Beneath the Angel's mask, drops of blood seeped out, dripping from her chin, down her neck, soaking into her clothes, and then being dispersed by the belated rain.
One attack couldn't subdue Qinglan, and the same was true for the Crimson Angel. Anilas had already learned this from Efnir during the pre-event training, but when she actually saw it, a lingering sense of unease still rose from the bottom of her heart.
Anilas quickly turned her gun and fired a shot at the Crimson Angel.
Bang--
Large swathes of blood exploded like mist, bullets sending countless droplets of blood flying through the rain.
A small, bloody hole appeared in the Crimson Angel's chest.
Anilas.
Although it wasn't a "killer attack," Anilas's attack was enough to penetrate a concrete wall and shred a target like paper scraps in a washing machine. But when it landed on the Angel, it only left a bloody hole the size of a finger.
She realized once again that the so-called "Angel" were humanoid monsters who far exceeded the realm of living beings in every aspect.
And, once again, I realized just how astonishingly powerful Efnir was, capable of single-handedly suppressing and severely injuring the "Angel".
In Anilas's brief moment of shock and thought, another burst of dazzling white light erupted in the air, and Efnir's figure pierced through the light, her blood-stained spear penetrating Qinglan's abdomen.
Anilas.
The battle here would probably have had no other outcome even without her arrival.
Efnir is incredibly strong, stronger than anyone could imagine. The so-called battle was nothing more than a one-sided crushing defeat.
Was she always this strong? Or has she become even stronger than before?
But...
Will she kill Qinglan?
Anilas couldn't help but wonder.
With no time to think, Anilas gathered her thoughts, grabbed her gun, and hurried toward the direction where the Crimson Angel had fallen.
A gunshot rang out, Crimson Angel raised her hand to meet the attack.