Melee

Although the sword light grazed Suoxiate's body by a hair's breadth, it still failed to cause any harm to the head maid. The Holy Knight gripped her greatsword, her expression serious yet revealing a hint of anger. Just moments before, the other Divine Envoys of the Seven Sages intended to appear simultaneously to eliminate the enemy, but an unknown force had forcibly separated them, pulling them away from their master whom they were meant to protect. This undoubtedly enraged the Divine Envoys of the Seven Sages, but now, facing their opponent, the newly born Weapon Spirit clearly had no intention of retreating.

As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, but even if it is not afraid of a tiger, it does not change the fact that it is a calf and not a dragon. Whether it bravely charges forward to its death or trembles and waits to be eaten, it is only a difference in process, not result.

"Getting too excited isn't good for your health, Miss Swordsman."

Even when faced with such a fierce attack, Suoxiate's formulaic smile—enough to make one mistake a business association on the verge of bankruptcy for one that is still booming—did not change by even a fraction of a percent. Although she had no offensive capabilities, her composure in the face of a fully armed enemy was remarkable.

Shouldn't you introduce yourself first?

Before Suoxiate could finish speaking, the young knight swung her greatsword down again. Her technique, speed, and angle were perfect, giving the impression that the head maid would be cleaved in two with the blink of an eye. However, Suoxiate still managed to dodge the attack. The sharp blade didn't even touch the maid's fluttering ribbons. Although the holy knight launched another series of attacks, aside from each strike hitting the air, none of them caused any real damage to her target.

The enemy is troublesome.

Finally, the young knight stopped. She gripped her greatsword tightly, silently staring at the composed head maid before her. Several times, she was even confident she could wound her enemy, but then her vision blurred, and her greatsword slashed in the direction she hadn't intended to attack. She didn't know what happened, nor how her opponent had done it. However, she was clearly tired of this cat-and-mouse game, where she could never catch the mouse.

Suoxiate, however, seemed to still be enjoying herself.

"You're still such a young Weapon Spirit... It really brings back memories. Yi Aier and the others were just like that back then—stubborn, reckless, impulsive, and without considering the consequences... It was truly difficult to teach them a lesson..."

The flashing sword light once again interrupted Suoxiate's nostalgic reverie, but it also caused him to lose his aim and direction, slashing into the void.

I definitely aimed!

The young female knight's breathing was somewhat rapid, not because of physical exertion—as Weapon Spirit, they rarely felt tired—but in terms of composure, it seemed this young Weapon Spirit was no match for Suoxiate. However, anyone would probably feel frustrated and angry in the face of Suoxiate's evasiveness.

Silver-white flames erupted from the young knight, engulfing her body in flames. The light was so intense that it cast shadows on the girl's face, and then the light flashed.

The greatsword, thrusting upwards, missed its target once again, but this time it did not stop immediately. Facing Suoxiate's fish-like dodge, the greatsword only paused in the void for a moment before shooting out again, sweeping across at a speed and angle unimaginable to ordinary people, attempting to cleave its target in half.

Noticing this, Suoxiate raised an eyebrow, a strange light flashing in her eyes. Then she quickly jumped up, making a larger movement than when she was leisurely strolling before. She leaped backward to avoid this sweeping attack.

But that's exactly what the young female knight wanted to see.

The sweeping greatsword abruptly stopped halfway through its swing, then surged forward with explosive force. Suoxiate, who had just landed on the ground, had no way to defend herself, and her body was easily pierced by the greatsword. Then, the world reversed, and an endless labyrinth and arches replaced the original grassland and sky in the young knight's eyes, while Suoxiate's figure disappeared.

"Getting too excited is bad for your health. Let's calm down here."

Even weapons with no offensive capabilities are not entirely incapable of fighting enemies.

Compared to the Nalu and the poor Holy Knights, the other Divine Envoys of the Seven Sages clearly did not fare any better against their enemies.

Although the grassland in front of them appeared normal on the surface, a closer look revealed that the grass was opening and closing invisibly, then scattering in all directions. Anna's figure appeared behind the grass like a ghost, holding a dagger and coughing softly. Her petite body trembled slightly as a result, but it was definitely not because she had been injured by an enemy.

In front of her stood a girl who looked no older than Anna, clad in holy chainmail and bare-handed, assuming a fighting stance.

However, if you take into account the heavy metal object on the girl's fist, it can't really be considered as fighting empty-handed.

"Drink it!!"

The girl screamed and swung her fist again, attacking Anna. But the Gloomy Curse, known for its assassinations, clearly had no intention of engaging in close combat. Facing the oncoming attack, Anna coughed violently, then leaned back, as if about to faint from the overwhelming force of the attack. Then, maintaining the same posture, she appeared behind the girl who had missed her target, and her black dagger mercilessly plunged downwards, attempting to pierce her body and take her life.

However, it still failed.

Although the girl didn't see Anna's attack, she instinctively rolled away, dodging Anna's next attack. At the same time, she kicked Anna's wrist with both legs, and with this counterattack, Anna staggered back again. Then she merged back into the darkness that was her own source and disappeared.

"Huff... huff..."

The girl, who had stood up again, looked grave and was breathing heavily. Anna, meanwhile, remained hidden in the darkness, curiously observing her enemy.

She didn't know what this girl was, after all, in Anna's memory, she had never seen a professional who fought without weapons, relying solely on their hands and feet to fight. At least that was the case a thousand years ago, but now, she was somewhat curious. After all, as an assassin, Anna herself relied on physical skills and combat techniques to kill her enemies, and in a sense, she was quite similar to the girl in front of her.

Although Nia said we should finish quickly, playing a little longer like this is not bad either.

Anna then leaped out of the shadows once more, her twin blades flashing as she aimed for the girl's eyes and ears.

"Drink!"

The opponent, who was already on high alert, naturally did not overlook Anna's surprise attack. Faced with the crisscrossing blades, she did not choose to retreat, but instead shouted and swung her fists forward. Her fists, encased in two thick metal plates, accurately struck the sides of the daggers, forcing them to change their trajectory. Then, the girl strode forward, her previously separated arms immediately coming together, attempting to use her elbows to deliver a fatal blow to Anna.

However, the Gloomy Curse is not an easy target to deal with either.

Anna's body twisted at an odd angle, gliding past the attack like a spinning snake before plunging back into the darkness. But this time, the girl didn't stop. Her fist followed Anna's downward swing, and divine light slammed into the ground with the girl's full power, creating a tremendous sound and tremor, scattering dust and weeds everywhere. Then, the girl looked up, clenched her fists, and charged into the dusty sky.

A dazzling light, unstoppable even by the pervasive dust and mist, suddenly appeared, accompanied by a sharp, thunderous clash in the dust-storm-like air. Then, two equally petite figures burst out of the dust and mist in nearly identical poses, falling back to the ground.

"Cough... cough cough..."

Anna lightly covered her mouth and nose, coughing softly, whether from her "old ailment" or from the unbearable dust. But the next moment, her right hand, which had been covering her mouth and nose, swung upwards, aiming at the girl who had jumped up again and kicked her.

Then, the fighting resumed.

A deafening roar, a deafening sound, and flashes of light filled the entire world, as if threatening to destroy everything.

"Damn it! Damn it! How dare they copy me!!"

Yi Aier angrily waved her hands, staring at the girl opposite her.

"Calm down, Yi Aier."

Beika, standing in front of the twin-tailed maid, maintained her cold and indifferent expression, even adjusting her glasses. Although her expression remained calm and composed, a hint of anger was revealed in her tone.

Standing before the two were two sisters who looked exactly alike. One of them held a life-sized shield and stared at Yi Aier with a smug look in her eyes. They were the very objects of Yi Aier's anger. Just moments before, she had used a strange technique called "Thor's Hammer" to unleash a bombardment almost as powerful as Yi Aier's area-of-effect attack. And just as Yi Aier was about to retaliate, the shield-wielding girl blocked her attack. On the surface, the two looked like clones of Yi Aier and Beika.

Since the beginning, both sides have been testing each other with their attacks. Unlike Yi Aier's pure Magic Power beams, the opponent's Weapon Spirit uses a mixture of lightning and holy light. This has put some pressure on Beika, since the holy beams enveloped in lightning are quite troublesome and not something that can be easily dealt with.

This undoubtedly dealt a severe blow to the pride of "Hymn of Destruction". As a weapon that prides itself on its destructive power, it is not incomprehensible that Yi Aier would go crazy when she discovered that there was another weapon just like herself in front of her.

"With your abilities, handling something like this shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"I know, it's just a bunch of cheap knock-offs, how dare they act so arrogantly in front of me! It's outrageous! They're not even proper weapons! They're just secondhand junk!"

Yi Aier gritted her teeth, staring at the two sisters opposite her, her eyes burning with a fierce fire. Then, she stretched out her hands, and immense magical power began to gather in the twin-tailed maid's hands once more. It then transformed into a pure torrent of destruction, rushing towards the enemy before her. At the same time, a blue beam of light crackling with lightning erupted, clashing and resisting the pure white magical power. Faced with the massive energy bombardment, both forces deviated from their course, while Beika and the girl with the shield stepped forward simultaneously, neutralizing the force of the attack.

"Hmph, you've learned it quite well. How about this then!"

At Yi Aier's command, countless points of light appeared out of thin air, then transformed into a dense, storm-like barrage of beams. Under the quantitative yet qualitatively consistent onslaught of beams, the once-hard ground was completely blasted into a pile of mud, and even the flying stones were pulverized. However, even so, when Yi Aier saw the two sisters, unharmed under the protection of the great shield, she was still so angry that she was almost driven mad.

However, at that moment, the other side launched a counterattack.

One of them reached out, and blue lightning slowly spun in her palm, eventually transforming into a rapidly spinning ball of lightning. Accompanied by a burst of air, it flew out under the impact of holy light. Faced with this new offensive, Beika simply pushed up her glasses and then extended her right hand.

The lightning ball, as tall as two people, was forcefully blocked by her right hand. Then, Beika snorted coldly, withdrew her right hand, changed from a palm to a fist, and then slammed it heavily into the lightning ball. Meanwhile, Yi Aier had been waiting for this perfect opportunity, was already prepared.

"Let me show you what I'm capable of!"

As the lightning ball was knocked away by Beika, Yi Aier roared and stretched out her hands. For the first time, a huge and magnificent magic circle appeared out of thin air in front of her palms. A faint, almost negligible ray of light struck the lightning ball, and then, guided by a force, a roaring torrent of pure energy exploded and spun, piercing through the lightning ball and, without any doubt, devouring the holy binding force before striking the enemy.

This time, facing Yi Aier's bombardment, the two Weapon Spirit finally showed solemn expressions. They gripped their shields at the same time, and then bursts of lightning leaped and appeared on them, covering the front of the shields.

Then, the beam of destruction swallowed them whole.

However, the sisters did not fall. The pure, condensed light of thunder tore a small opening in the terrifying torrent, providing them with a narrow but relatively safe area. But Yi Aier's offensive was clearly not going to stop there, or rather, after seeing that her opponents had withstood her confident attacks, the twin-tailed maid clearly did not intend to end things there.

"This is just the beginning!"

In a sense, Yi Aier and Angela share very similar fighting philosophies: they only care about crushing the enemy head-on with pure brute force, and nothing else matters. However, perhaps it's precisely this similarity in personality and ideology that makes them irreconcilable enemies. Of course, now is not the time to discuss such matters.

Around the giant magic circle, the smaller magic circles, which had originally served a decorative purpose, suddenly began to spin rapidly as well. Then, magical energy, no less powerful than the main cannon, began to condense and gather again under Yi Aier's unrestricted absorption, quietly waiting for its moment to strike. Then, under Yi Aier's command, the magic cannon, which had been waiting in ambush, fired again, merging into the main cannon beam, which was still pouring out infinite power. This not only increased its power to a new level but also became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Although it seems that the two Weapon Spirit sisters were also created for the purpose of regional suppression warfare, they still seem far too insignificant in the face of something capable of destroying cities and countries. No matter how powerful an RPG is, it can never compare to cruise missiles and railguns—at least for now.

The lightning barrier, condensed to its limit, was torn apart to resist the torrent of magic. Although the shield behind it held on, this ostrich-like defense, focusing only on the front and neglecting the sides and rear, couldn't last long. Soon, swept by the torrent of magical beams, one of the Weapon Spirit screamed as it was pulled into it. Her limbs were mercilessly blasted to pieces, and she vanished completely in the blink of an eye. The shield, having lost its master, immediately lost its function. Then, a scream rang out, and holy light burst forth from the torrent of magic, becoming its final, swan song.

"Yi Aier."

Noticing this, Beika calmly pushed up her glasses.

"See? I told you, these crudely made Weapon Spirit couldn't withstand my serious bombardment. What Divine Envoys of the Seven Sages? They're just trash like this, aren't they? Hmm? Beika? What's up?"

As Yi Aier admired her masterpiece with satisfaction, she turned around curiously to look at Beika standing before her. Before them, nothing could be seen except a massive chasm, tens of meters deep, stretching to the horizon with almost no end in sight. Such an attack would likely have harmed even a god, let alone these Weapon Spirit, whom Yi Aier considered mere secondhand knock-offs.

"While I don't want to comment on your habit of getting hot-headed and reckless when you're fighting, I still have to remind you that Sister Nia's order is to capture them alive."

"... I forgot!"