At the Vortex of Genesis, in the milk tea shop next to " Tide in a Basin," Fulisina, having nothing better to do, summoned the ongoing "Trials of Years."
Within the virtual blue screen, March 7th's figure is clearly visible, and his thoughts can be directly translated into subtitles in real time:
Currently, we are outnumbered and outgunned, and a direct confrontation offers no chance of victory; we can only avoid battle and maneuver.
"Phew~ Calm down, March 7th, calm down!"
On March 7th, he took several deep breaths of the cold air and forced himself to analyze the situation:
"The ' Six-Phased Ice ' technique is extremely effective against that group of ugly creatures; it can freeze and disintegrate them as long as it hits."
"The key is the ' Flame Reaver,' and he's armed... He's too fast, and his swordsmanship is impenetrable. Ranged ice arrows are hard to use, and close combat is suicide..."
Then, a full minute of silence fell over the screen.
"Why--"
A long, resigned sigh echoed from behind the ice wall.
After a few minutes of intense internal struggle, it seemed as if I had made some kind of tragic decision.
March 7th gritted his teeth and quickly replaced the magazine of the ice gun—a device made of pure Six-Phased Ice energy—with new bullets.
They were called bullets, but they were actually just a few crystal-clear icicles that emitted an extremely cold aura.
She suddenly stood up, and icy blue energy instantly flowed around her, reinforcing the crumbling ice wall, while she held the ice spear horizontally.
"Phew~ Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are determined by fate. I, Little March, am not someone to be trifled with. Charge!"
On March 7th, she resolutely rushed out, her figure as agile as the wind, weaving through the gaps in the overwhelming attacks.
The ice spear in her hand transformed into a streak of blue light, each shot precisely hitting a Golden-Blooded Memory Spirit that pounced on her.
Click! Click! Click!
Like the sound of a camera shutter being pressed, the nascent winged serpent was pierced through the core by an ice arrow and froze and shattered in mid-air.
The canine-shaped monster was pinned to the ground by ice spikes, turning into an ice sculpture; the twisted, half-humanoid figure was frozen in half by the sweeping force of the ice spear, its movements becoming stiff and sluggish.
"Freeze it!"
March 7th moved at high speed while drinking, leaving an icy blue trail behind her.
However, the real threat has always been the Flame Reaver.
This creature seemed to have no physical form, flickering in the shadows, each appearance accompanied by a streak of black sword light tearing through the air.
March 7th could only tumble, spin, and jump awkwardly, dodging attacks and parrying with her ice spear; each collision sent numbness through her arms.
The ice wall created by the ice spear was as fragile as paper under the sword light of the Flame Reaver, like a patient and experienced hunter chasing March 7th and wearing her down.
Those Golden-Blooded Memory Spirit that were temporarily cleared out are constantly re-coalescing, crawling out of the shadows of the Black Tide, forming a desperate encirclement.
"Damn it... this is never going to end!"
On March 7th, realizing that this couldn't go on, his breathing became rapid and his movements began to sluggish.
Unable to dodge in time, the dark blade grazed her arm, leaving a burning sting; the coldness seemed to be sucked away by the blade.
On March 7th, he staggered backward as the Flame Reaver silently approached.
The Flame Reaver raised the massive blade high, and murky energy gathered on the blade, emanating an aura of " Destruction " that blocked all her escape routes.
"Ugh~ This 'trial of Years ' is so unfair!"
Even so, March 7th still didn't forget to complain.
In other words, she didn't bring the clothes and swords prepared by her two masters from the Xianzhou. Otherwise, once she activated her ' Luofu Sword Saint' form, taking down the Flame Reaver would have been a piece of cake!
Just as the Flame Reaver's giant sword, seemingly capable of cleaving planets, was about to turn March 7th into ' March 7th Sauce', it was about to strike!
" March 7th - Catch!!!" A shout came from high above.
On March 7th, looking up, a small, pink figure swooped down from a corner of the temple dome like a cannonball.
It was Mimi who had disappeared for quite a while, almost making March 7th think that she had been captured by Golden-Blooded Memory Spirit and made into Mimi!
At this moment, Mimi's small body burst forth with astonishing strength as she held an object that was far too large for her size.
That was none other than the camera that March 7th had been longing for, which he had thought was a bug in the "trial of Years " and hadn't loaded.
Well... there are still some differences, for example, this camera is more than ten times larger.
" Mimi?!" Upon seeing this, March 7th nearly dropped his ice spear.
"My camera... how did it get so big? And where did you dig it out from?"
Looking at Mimi's tragic expression, as if she had burned herself out, March 7th felt there were too many things to complain about and didn't know where to begin.
Mimi clearly didn't have time to explain; with all the energy she used to drink her milk tea, she hurled the camera in the direction of March 7th!
The camera traced a less-than-graceful arc in the air, landing precisely on the spot of March 7th.
At the same time, Mimi seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and like a pink feather blown away by the wind, she floated down lightly, muttering:
"I'm exhausted! I'll definitely never move anything bigger than myself again..."
On March 7th, she almost instinctively reached out and caught the flying camera. It was cold and heavy to the touch, and the familiar metallic texture made her pause in surprise.
But the next second, something unexpected happened!
Buzz--!
The moment March 7th's finger touched the camera shutter, the camera seemed to come alive, its entire body suddenly lighting up as if covered with a flowing, ethereal blue halo.
This light resonated strongly with the " Six-Phased Ice " within March 7th's body, causing the camera lens to rotate automatically and emit a subtle and pleasant mechanical sound.
Deep within the lens, it seemed as if ice crystals were condensing, and a vast, boundless galaxy flowed within it.
Without a doubt, this is a camera blessed by " Eternity "!
"What... what is this?"
On March 7th, she looked down at the camera in her hand, feeling a powerful force flowing continuously through it, intimately connected to her.
March 7th fell into deep thought. This time, it wasn't milk tea that saved the day... Youth is over... No, wait!
No time for idle thoughts. March 7th shook her head. This camera was now a brand new extension of her power!
A sudden inspiration struck her, and she abruptly looked up at the Flame Reaver, who had already swung his giant sword and was rushing towards her with the force of Destruction everything, as well as the Golden-Blooded Memory Spirit tide surging around her once again.
Without hesitation, March 7th's lips curled into an excited smile as he pointed the strange camera, which shone with the light of " Eternity " stars, at the enemy ahead.
Hey! Look this way!
March 7th reached out to beckon Golden-Blooded Memory Spirit and Flame Reaver, no one knew what the young girl was thinking at that moment, but the enemy was definitely going to suffer:
Come on, smile!
Click!!!
She pressed the shutter button hard!