March 7th came to the rescue from the left, drawing her ice bow to its full extent.
What was gathering on the bowstring was no longer an ice arrow, but a spiraling ice storm compressed to its limit, radiating an aura of absolute zero.
At the eye of the storm, a single, dark blue star shone brightly!
Without the slightest hesitation, she released the bowstring the moment she landed.
Zero Degrees—Eternal Kalpa Ice Prison!
For some reason, Fulisina's voice suddenly popped into March 7th's mind.
The spiraling ice storm wasn't aimed at the Flame Reaver, but rather struck with pinpoint accuracy in front of the Shadow Straight Sword that the Flame Reaver had raised.
An extreme chill erupted instantly, freezing space, freezing energy, and freezing time itself.
A dark blue ice wall, several meters thick, with countless ice crystal runes flowing inside and exuding an aura of Eternity imprisonment, suddenly solidified less than a foot in front of the Shadow Sword tip.
That point of dark purple light, powerful enough to pierce the world, stabbed fiercely into the ice wall!
Click!
boom
The ice wall trembled violently, its surface instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and countless ice crystal fragments exploded and flew everywhere.
But the Eternity ice prison, which embodied all the will and power of March 7th, actually managed to withstand that final blow, albeit briefly.
The dark purple frost and the azure ice wall were locked in a fierce battle of attrition, while on the right side—
He is the super-powerful Galactic Baseballer – Star!
Her figure, carrying the violent kinetic energy of a dive, crashed heavily to the ground, shattering the white jade bricks beneath her feet.
She didn't look at the stalemate between ice and darkness; all her attention, all her anger, all her strength were concentrated on the baseball bat she gripped tightly in her hand.
Amber light burned, boiled, and compressed on the staff, and the ∞ symbol spun to its limit, as if trying to break free from the staff's constraints.
In Xing's eyes burned a golden flame more intense than the sun!
At the very instant the ice wall on March 7th blocked the sword tip, Xing's voice echoed throughout the bathhouse:
"Take this!"
There are no techniques, only the most primal and violent power.
Xing gripped the mimicry baseball bat tightly with both hands, twisted his waist, and poured all his strength, the momentum of his dive, and the raging anger in his heart into this powerful upward sweeping strike.
Buzz--!!!
The staff tore through the air, producing a dull, heart-stopping roar.
A highly refined amber-colored blade of light, resembling a giant axe that splits the heavens, surged forth from the tip of the staff.
Wherever the light blade passed, space was ripped open with a scorching, long-lasting burn mark.
The target was the Flame Reaver, whose waist and abdomen showed an extremely slight sluggishness due to the attack being blocked.
Bang
This time, the clash was no longer a crisp sound of swords and staffs clashing, but an energy surge like a landslide and a tsunami!
The amber-colored blade of light slammed solidly into the Flame Reaver's side, and a dull, resounding thud finally echoed from beneath his seemingly unshakeable black robe.
The viscous Black Tide churned violently like a quagmire tossed with a boulder, and the Flame Reaver's rock-solid figure was actually forced to slide back a step by this blow.
The golden pillar beneath his feet was trampled and shattered into pieces!
Although it was only one step, and although the surging shadows quickly subsided, this time it truly caused him real harm.
Flame Reaver:...
Blake, hidden behind his mask, sensed something was wrong. It seemed they were getting serious; he'd better retreat.
Xing struck successfully and didn't pause.
With a swift movement, the mimicry bat retracted, and the other hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Dan Heng by the back of his collar and flinging him backward as if lifting a feather!
" March 7th!"
"Receive!"
On March 7th, understanding the unspoken message, the ice bow lit up again, and several strong ice crystal chains materialized out of thin air, precisely binding Dan Heng who had been flung away and steadily pulling him away from the most dangerous area.
Xing and March 7th stood side by side in the Spiritwater, one on the left and one on the right, blocking the Flame Reaver shadows.
Xing gripped the mimicry baseball bat tightly, and the " Eternity " light burned fiercely around her like an indomitable beacon.
On March 7th, she drew back the ice bow, and a chilling blue aura swirled around her fingertips. Ice crystals spread beneath her feet, forming a new defensive line.
Their gazes were fixed on the black-robed figure in front of them, radiating an aura of endless death.
There was no fear in their eyes, only a resolute determination to protect their companions!
The shattered golden bathhouse, its Spiritwater reflecting the starlight from the dome and the opposing figures.
The chilling killing intent and the burning, unyielding will to " Trailblaze " clashed fiercely in the air, almost sparking a tangible flame.
The real battle--
Now, it's only the beginning!
Meanwhile, on the other side...
The virtual projection of the Herta appears at Dawncloud Cliff, the " Demigod Council ".
"A burning sky, shattered colossi, and corpses strewn everywhere... It's horrible. If this is what the interior of ' Amphoreus ' looks like, it's truly surprising."
"To be honest, I was a bit skeptical at first. But now, I'm starting to agree with your point of view..."
Herta glanced at Screwllum, who was also projected behind him, then looked at something not far away, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Some clueless little brat is spying on us..."
Herta and Screwllum exchanged a glance and immediately began their performance:
"In that case, Herta, do you now have sufficient reason to believe my conjecture about the nature of the ' Amphoreus ' world?"
"Let's not get into that now. That Intellitron is called ' Lygus, ' right? -- He's not quite dead yet. That's most likely just a fake body, and what's hiding behind it... is still defying us."
"It must be admitted that even if the two of us join forces, penetrating its defenses will not be an easy task."
Screwllum raised his head. "Right now, we can only observe this world from the perspective of 'bystanders.'"
"Sigh~ I should have brought Stephen along."
"No wonder Garden of Recollection sought cooperation with the Astral Express. Without the power of ' Trailblaze,' it would have been impossible to uncover the secrets of this place."
Herta murmured, "In the end, Garden of Recollection was safe and sound, but the Nameless suffered. Curiosity really killed Avi."
She looked at the " Dawn Machine " that had been ignited by faith and was being carried by Kephale in the distance. "That big guy over there—that black sphere that's spewing meteorites out—do you think it's related to that ' Lord Ravager '?"
"Unfortunately, the streaming projection's computing power is insufficient, preventing me from analyzing the Path Energy."
"Proposal: The most urgent task is to find the whereabouts of the two Nameless. Research on ' Destruction ' should be postponed. We need to race against time and make progress before the Intellitron activates its countermeasures."
"Alright, stop making such a fuss. We've worked together so many times, and every single time it's ended perfectly."