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Akiyama Rinko's eyes narrowed as she saw Luo Jiajun's face contorted and his body deformed by the wind pressure within the storm barrier. She was extremely anxious and quickly formed mysterious hand seals in front of her chest, causing the spatial power around her to fluctuate violently!
"Spatial capture!"
In an instant, the girl's face turned ashen, as if all the strength in her body had been drained away. An invisible spatial force ignored the storm barrier and precisely wrapped around Luo Jiajun!
The next moment, Luo Jiajun felt the terrifying wind pressure on his body suddenly lighten! The scene before his eyes blurred and changed instantly!
"Pfft!"
He crashed heavily onto the ground in front of Akiyama Rinko, who, having instantly exhausted a huge amount of spatial power, nearly fell as well.
"Rinko!"
Looking at the pale face of the girl in his arms, Luo Jiajun didn't hesitate to take out the [Red Dewdrop Holy Grail Bottle] from his game inventory. He took a big gulp, and the warm life energy quickly nourished his nearly collapsing body. Then, he carefully brought the bottle to Rinko's lips:
"Quickly, drink it!"
Rinko weakly opened her mouth and greedily swallowed the life nectar in the bottle, and her pale cheeks finally regained a trace of color.
On the other side, the orcs of the Blazing Blood Clan witnessed the fierce battle between Luo Jiajun's team and the Storm Bear.
"Father!"
Young Lorix Bloodblood's eyes burned with the flames of vengeance. The chain axe hummed in his hand as he urgently roared to Baine Bloodblood beside him, "The opportunity has come! Although we don't know where those humans are from, they've tied up Volir! This is the perfect time for us to attack from both sides and avenge Uncle Keane!"
The orc High Priest Thrallan's aged yet sharp gaze swept across the battlefield. His withered hand gripped his staff tightly as he spoke in a deep voice:
"Don't be hasty! Those humans are of unknown origin, and Volier is already at his last gasp, but a cornered beast will fight to the death, and its final counterattack will be even more ferocious. Perhaps... we should retreat for now and let them fight each other to the death?"
The orc's voice carried the calmness and calculation characteristic of an old shaman, and objectively speaking, it was indeed a prudent approach.
but……
"fart!"
Baine Blaze turned his head sharply, his blood-red eyes glaring at Saldan like an enraged lion.
"Keane is my own brother! His blood feud must be settled by our Blazing Blood Clan!"
"Moreover, hunting down Volier is the highest honor that all clans will sing its praises for a hundred years! Keane even paid for it with his life, and I will not allow anyone to come out of nowhere and steal this honor at this time!"
"Saldan, put away your cowardly schemes! The warriors of the Blazing Blood Clan only prove their bravery on the battlefield with the heads of their enemies!"
Baine's roar, like a war drum, ignited the blood of the other orc warriors. They raised their weapons high, unleashing deafening battle cries, their eyes now filled with unwavering resolve, burning with the fierce will to avenge their fallen comrades and defend the honor of their clan!
As Bane Blaze gave the order to charge.
The storm bear inside the storm barrier discovered that Luo Jiajun had been rescued. A violent look of astonishment flashed in its single eye, which then turned into a deeper rage!
"Roar--!"
It let out a deafening roar, and its enormous right hand swung out violently! The terrifying, rapidly spinning storm barrier that enveloped its body instantly changed shape! It detached from its body and transformed into a raging tornado connecting heaven and earth, carrying an aura of destructive power that tore everything apart, and swept towards Luo Jiajun and Qiushan Linzi!
Where the tornado passed, the ground was stripped away layer by layer, and broken rocks and trees were swept into the air and pulverized!
Luo Jiajun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he and Linzi hurriedly dodged to the side.
"Boom--!"
A sudden tornado grazed past Luo Jiajun and Linzi, the violent airflow still sending them flying and crashing heavily to the ground. Although they avoided the tornado's core, the edge of the tornado tore their clothes to shreds, leaving several bloody scratches on their bodies.
However, just as the Storm Bear swung its right paw to unleash the tornado, its movements inevitably faltered slightly, and its massive body leaned forward slightly due to the immense force it was exerting!
"It's now!"
2B and Leda's eyes flashed with a sharp light! As if they were of one mind, the two seized this fleeting opening and launched another swift attack! 2B's figure transformed into a white shadow that sped along the ground, her greatsword thrusting straight at the Storm Bear's heel.
Leda leaped high into the air, her longsword raised high, slashing fiercely at the Storm Bear's torso with a dazzling holy light. (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)
Storm Bear reacted with lightning speed, its massive left paw whistling through the air as it swept down towards 2B and Rita who were charging at it. Even before the blow landed, the terrifying, storm-like force of the paw struck the two of them like an invisible hammer!
"Bang! Bang!"
2B and Rita were hit as if by a speeding truck, letting out a muffled groan as their bodies were violently thrown back by the palm strike, their attack instantly collapsing.
But Storm Bear's two consecutive all-out attacks finally caused its already severely injured body to show obvious signs of fatigue!
It was precisely in this critical gap—when the old forces had just given way to the new ones—
"Sizzle~ Crack!"
On the rooftop of a nearby dilapidated building, Mizuki Yukikaze, who had been poised to strike, suddenly unleashed a burst of dazzling lightning in his eyes!
Before the muzzles of her dual pistols, a ball of lightning, formed by the convergence and compression of countless leaping arcs of electricity, had now expanded to the size of a basketball! Inside the ball of lightning, raging blue-white plasma surged and spun wildly, emitting terrifying and destructive energy fluctuations!
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While Luo Jiajun and others were engaged in a fierce battle with the Storm Bear.
A hundred meters away, amidst the ruins far from the storm.
Annerose pursed her lips, her small body riding on Ye Yibu's back, her amber eyes fixed on the battlefield in the distance, which was being churned by violent energy.
The earth-shattering roar of the storm bear, the cracking sounds of magic, the rumble of collapsing hair—all of these struck the little witch's taut heartstrings like heavy hammer blows.
Each loud bang felt like a lash against her proud soul.
humiliation!
A burning sense of humiliation, almost burning her petite body, clung to her soul like a poisonous vine, tightening ever tighter.
Are you kidding...
she……
She is Annerose Fitzgerald! The mighty Iron Witch! A being who once struck fear into the hearts of countless powerful enemies with her demonic sword, Vajra Yaksha!
Her pride, her strength, her reputation were forged through countless bloody victories and breakthroughs on the brink of life and death! They are the marks etched into her very bones, the cornerstone of her existence!
It can be said that even now, with her strength waning and her body shrinking, the pride and fighting instinct ingrained in her bones have never been extinguished.
But now...
She looked down at her hands, which should have been wielding a sword to cut through all obstacles, but now appeared so tender and delicate, making even the Vajra Yaksha in her arms seem unbearably heavy.
She felt the power within her body as depleted as a dried-up riverbed; the magic that once surged like a mighty river had now dwindled to a few insignificant trickles.
In this dangerous battle against the formidable enemy, the Storm Bear...
She can only act like a delicate child!
It was carefully placed in this "safe" corner by its "master," Luo Jiajun, far away from the eye of the storm that would determine life and death.
……Protect?
Yes, she understood. She fully comprehended the good intentions behind Luo Jiajun's concern and unquestionable command. She knew Luo Jiajun was afraid she would get hurt, afraid her fragile body would be reduced to dust in the storm.
But this "understanding" itself is the sharpest insult!
She doesn't need protection! She is Annelós Fitzgerald! Her glory, her dignity, her worth have always been forged in the crucible of fire and blade!
Hiding in the safe rear like this, watching helplessly as comrades fight bloody battles, while you don't even have the right to approach the battlefield?
This caused her more pain than any form of torture!
"Damn it...damn it..."
"Concubine..."
"How could I do such a thing..."
She practically squeezed these words out between her teeth, with an extreme tremor of suppressed emotion.
An indescribable rage surged wildly within her chest, but this rage was not directed at Luo Jiajun, but rather at... herself, who at this moment could only wreak havoc in vain!
That deep-seated pride, like a caged dragon, crashes wildly within the confines of "reality." Each impact brings excruciating pain to the depths of the soul and an even more fervent will to resist.
Soon, she began to feel her blood roaring and boiling.
That wasn't heat in the physical sense, but a kind of unwillingness and longing that came from the very source of the soul, an extreme thirst for power, a crazy impulse to tear apart the suffocating sense of powerlessness before my eyes!
“Power…my power…” she murmured unconsciously, her small hand gripping the hilt of the Vajra Yaksha sword so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and her nails almost dug into the cold metal.
The blade, riddled with nicks and chips, now seemed to emanate a faint pulse, as if from a distant abyss, creating a strange resonance with the cry from the depths of her soul.
"Bu Yi?!" Are you free, Lin? Are you here...?
The little witch's Yeezy suddenly turned its head, letting out a low growl filled with fear. Its intelligent amber eyes reflected the astonishing change that was happening to Annerose!
In its eyes, Annerose's petite, loli-like body seemed to have transformed into an unstable energy core. A faint, almost invisible, crimson aura seeped from her body, distorting the surrounding air. What horrified it even more was that behind Annerose, two overlapping, swaying afterimages were faintly emerging!
The first illusory figure is a tall, graceful, and aloof mature woman. She is dressed in a form-fitting, jet-black outfit that accentuates her breathtaking curves. She wields a flawless, gleaming demonic sword, her eyes filled with disdain, as if all things in the world are mere ants—that is Annerose at the height of her power, the true majesty of the Iron Witch!
Behind the aloof and elegant woman's illusory figure, in a deeper and darker place, seemingly connected to an indescribable dimension, an even larger and more terrifying being was slowly opening its eyes!
The being's form was indistinct, resembling a human, a beast, or a twisted deity, its body shrouded in an ominous, dark red aura that seemed to be composed of congealed blood and a will to destroy.
The pressure emanating from Him was cold, sinister, and ancient, carrying a greedy desire to devour souls, yet it also contained an unquestionable divine majesty originating from the depths of chaos—that was the projection of the will of the demon god Vajra Yaksha, who shared the same name as the demon sword Vajra Yaksha!
These two illusory figures, like boiling phantoms, swayed and overlapped violently behind Anne-Lorz.
Ye Yibu instinctively felt fear, the kind of tremor that a lower-level life form feels when facing a higher-level being, a tremor that comes from its very blood!
It nervously pawed at its front hooves, instinctively trying to back away, and made a wary "woof" sound in its throat.
It didn't understand what was happening, but it clearly sensed that its little master, who was riding on its back, was being pulled by a huge and dangerous force toward an unknown, stormy critical point!
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The center of the battlefield.
"Sizzle—BOOM!!!"
Just as Storm Bear was showing signs of exhaustion due to its continuous bursts of power, Mizuki Yukikaze's long-prepared attack finally erupted!
The raging ball of lightning, compressed to its limit before the muzzles of her twin pistols, suddenly stretched! It transformed into a thick, condensed, and blindingly bright blue lightning bolt! Inside the bolt, countless blue-white plasmas, like wildly dancing lightning snakes, emitted soul-rending shrieks, piercing through Storm Bear's only remaining scarlet eye—a single eye weakened by exhaustion and loss of vigilance—with unparalleled precision at a speed beyond visual perception!
The devastating thunderous energy poured unimpeded deep into the Storm Bear's head!
“Ah ...
The storm bear let out the most piercing and desperate howl of its life! The pain contained in that sound seemed capable of shattering stars! Its massive, mountain-like body arched upwards suddenly, as if its head had been smashed by an invisible giant hammer, and all its movements instantly froze!
Immediately afterwards, the body containing terrifying power collapsed with a crash, as if all its support had been removed!
"Boom--!"
The massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust that blotted out the sky! Debris, dirt, and broken weapon fragments were hurled into the air by the immense impact, then rained down like a storm. The entire battlefield seemed to tremble at the heavy thud.
The smoke and dust, like a thick curtain, instantly enveloped the spot where the storm bear had fallen, leaving only a vague outline of a huge, motionless body.
The battle... seems to be over?
The Blazing Blood Clan orcs, who were just about to charge under Baine Blazing Blood's roar, suddenly stopped in their tracks.
All the orc warriors stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the billowing dust. The furious battle cries abruptly ceased, leaving only heavy breathing and the occasional clang of weapons clashing.
Lorix Bloodblood gripped his chain axe tightly, his face burning with vengeance replaced by shock: "Dead...dead?"
Even the cunning High Priest Saldan showed a hint of surprise in his cloudy eyes, and the elemental light condensing at the tip of his staff dimmed slightly.
Bain Blazing Blood's blood-red eyes were fixed on the smoke and dust, his massive fishbone sword drooping slightly, his chest heaving violently.
He longed to take revenge himself, but the terrifying power of this earth-shattering blow delivered by the human side made even him tremble.
"Yay! I hit it!" On the rooftop of a nearby building, Mizuki Yukikaze jumped up excitedly, her face flushed with pride and relief. She put away her twin pistols and nimbly slid down the dilapidated building with a few leaps, running quickly like a bird returning to its nest to Luo Jiajun, who had just gotten up from the ground.
"Hey! You big pervert! Did you see that? It was me! That big guy was shot dead with one shot..." Xuefeng puffed out her still somewhat immature chest, eager to show off her victory, her voice filled with triumphant joy.
However, she hadn't finished speaking—
"Shut up!" Luo Jiajun suddenly shouted, his voice cold and urgent, like a drawn blade, instantly interrupting Xuefeng's attempt to claim credit.
Xuefeng's smug expression froze instantly, her small mouth slightly agape as she stared at Luo Jiajun in astonishment.
Luo Jiajun's brows were furrowed, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, as he stared intently at the still-lingering thick smoke and dust ahead.
His face showed no trace of joy at victory; instead, it was filled with solemnity!
why?
Why is that cold, robotic game notification sound still echoing in my mind...?
Nothing happened!?
No notification was received regarding the kill of the high-value target, Storm Bear!