[ Whale Tail ]'s ice sword is like newly Solidification glass and amber, or an artwork pieced together from countless crystal clusters. Even the slightest light will refract into countless points of light after shining on this sword.
The moment the giant sword materialized, the entire area beneath the water curtain shone brightly. The sunlight, which had been blocked by the water curtain and the blood rain, once again Descent upon this space. Although it lacked any intense heat, it was just as dazzling as sunlight, even causing some of the Blood Corpse to subconsciously enter a state of stress.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment. On the battlefield beneath the water curtain, countless humans, skeletons, and Blood Corpse were all watching the [ Whale Tail ] at this instant.
The senator shed her diminutive body and almost completely merged with the Psionic Energy Manifestation mermaid form, causing her originally translucent body to solidify into an opaque entity.
The greatsword materialized in her hands, which she then gripped tightly.
The next moment, her body Hang Upside Down upside down, the long sword in her hand pointing straight forward, her entire body and the long sword transforming into a streamlined, gleaming spear.
No one can stop it, and no one wants to stop it.
[ Whale Tail ]'s longsword pierced the ground, and the accumulated Psionic Energy was instantly and violently injected into the narrow crevice in the rock.
In the span of a single breath, river water, blood, rainwater... all liquids were instantly frozen.
The extreme cold Psionic Energy rose from below, turning the flowing water curtain into ice as well, and killing the tiny Blood Worm trapped inside who refused to give up.
[ Whale Tail ] even heard Rosalind's wail before she died again, not yet fully resurrected. The sound traveled along her sword into her bones and lingered in her now empty skull.
She succeeded!
Rosalind's resurrection has been interrupted; now all that's needed is to continue advancing the plan...
"Tick-tock."
The sound of liquid dripping suddenly echoed in [ Whale Tail ]'s ears, like a drop of water falling on her shoulder.
What was an ordinary event sent chills down [ the Whale Tail's ] spine in that instant.
The reason couldn't be simpler--
She had frozen all the liquids outside the bodies of living things within a kilometer radius, so where would this single drop of water come from?
Her current body is that of a giant mermaid, so how could she possibly lose her composure over a single drop of water?
And most importantly, the sound was not emitted by matter, but came from the realm of Psionic Energy.
With this question in mind, [ Whale Tail ] involuntarily looked down at her shoulder.
There, she finally saw what had been disturbing her.
It was a drop of darkness.
The sheer darkness made it impossible to immediately discern whether the [ Whale Tail ] was a black dot or a hole.
However, she didn't have much time to think; in the next instant, the black dot began to spread outward like a spider web.
The jet-black lines repeatedly divide the surface of the Whale Tail, yet never break through the boundary between the front and back halves of its body.
In the time it takes to breathe, the pitch-black spider web had already covered the back of the [ Whale Tail ], and the section divided out from the black dot began to rapidly turn pure black.
"Puff!"
A dull thud echoed across the battlefield, and everyone saw it: on the back of the [ Whale Tail ], in the place already swallowed by darkness, a pitch-black blade had emerged.
"Ah!!!!!"
The giant mermaid's wailing echoed repeatedly within the frozen water curtain, causing a more severe temporary collective deafness than when Rosalind had roared earlier.
The blade did not stop because of the [ Whale Tail ]'s wail; instead, it slashed downwards at an angle, tearing a wide wound in her back.
A mass of darkness flowed from the wound, rapidly devouring the surrounding normally colored area in an invisible and intangible state, quickly dyeing the entire hindquarters of the [ Whale Tail ] into a pure black color indistinguishable from the drop of darkness on its shoulder.
As [ Whale Tail ] trembled, the darkness on her back solidified into a grotesque half-body almost identical in size to [ Whale Tail ], yet it remained tightly pressed against her back, as if [ Whale Tail ] were leaning against a mirror at that moment.
Who are you?!
The roar of the [ Whale Tail ] echoed beneath the water curtain, and as the longsword was drawn, the blood river on the ground, the underground water source, and even the frozen water curtain began to thaw rapidly.
At that moment, an old and sinister voice entered her ears:
"Greetings from York, the assassin."
The pure black half-body revealed his identity; he was none other than the Grand Duke of York, one of the three Grand Dukes trapped in the Demon Realm, the Lord of Darkness and Shadow, whose presence was always rather low.
[ Whale Tail ] drew the longsword that killed Rosalind and swung it towards his own back.
As the greatsword of ice shards slashed down again, York's figure vanished abruptly from the back of the [ Whale Tail ], but his voice still echoed:
Where there is light, there is shadow.
"Whoosh!"
At the same time, the enormous [ Whale Tail ], which could not be ignored, swung with unparalleled force toward her lower back.
However, the attack missed again, as if the pitch-black, sinister half-body had never existed in the first place.
York's eerie voice came like a ghost:
The brighter the light, the darker the shadow.
Hearing this, [ Whale Tail ], who had begun to calm down, also realized the problem.
Her fusion with her manifested Psionic Energy was too high, even reaching a level of near-complete solidity and opacity.
Under the illumination of his own icy longsword, the space behind him became the darkest shadow.
"Prepare to deactivate your status and fully activate your sword!"
At that moment, [ Divine Wings ]'s voice entered [ Whale Tail ]'s mind.
She was aware of the problem, but she couldn't make a decision immediately.
She needs to activate this state to complete her pursuit of Rosalind.
If the restrictions are lifted at this moment...
"Now!"
[ Divine Wings ]'s voice came again. [ Whale Tail ] sensed the killing intent in the other party's tone, instantly dispelling his state of complete fusion with the Incarnation, and channeling all his power into the ice shard in his hand.
Her translucent body reappeared, and under the light of the longsword, the York that had been condensed behind her also became somewhat transparent.
The next moment, an incredibly intense light appeared from behind the [ Whale Tail ], and within the collapsing water curtain, it was as if a sun had appeared.
The third councilor, [ Divine Wings ], finally chose to make his move.
His ability belongs to a niche field—light.
In a mere instant, the battle turned around, or rather, [ Whale Tail ] escaped from a seemingly certain death.
Under the intense light from both sides, York was thrown back into the shadows after delivering his opening lines, like a living Shadow constantly Escape in the blind spots of the light.
The worst off were the players, who, having barely escaped the blood mist, were now all afflicted with a new debuff:
Temporary blindness due to exposure to strong light