"Tch." Have I reached my limit? Originium is seeping from my skin, and the pain, which felt like it was piercing my soul, has already gone numb.
No matter how I release my power, no matter how much I lower the temperature, the fire here shows no signs of extinguishing.
I can no longer sense the position of the Snow Monster Squad in the distance, but the wall of flames has not been dispelled; they have already...
The flickering flames before my eyes are like a silent mockery, burning fiercely upon the ice I created.
"Damn you, Talulah, do you want us to die that much!"
This fire that emits absolutely no heat, a fire that merely burns matter into nothingness, is that person's unique flame...
"Frostnova, look, my fire can burn on ice, so we can fight together..." That innocent smiling face from the past appears before my eyes, but now it is so hateful.
Every step forward is filled with pain, but I cannot stop, because I have not yet achieved anything.
"White-haired rabbit! Stop immediately, you can no longer release your frost." It seems the black cat named Blaze has run out again.
"Rhodes Island? I said it before, the next time we meet, we will be enemies."
"Indeed, you are destined to be enemies." A male voice rang out from the distance.
"Wei Yanyou!!!"
"Why are you angry? It is I who should be angry. Using yourself as bait to lure Lungmen's forces here, and then using this eerie fire in an attempt to heavily damage Lungmen. But listen well, you terrorists, Lungmen will not be defeated; Lungmen will flourish even more amidst these flames!"
"Please wait, Frostnova and the others are not..." The little rabbit standing next to that Doctor wanted to say something.
"Amiya, the Reunion Movement that commits such acts is an enemy of Rhodes Island."
"Doctor Kaltsit, but..." Although the little rabbit still had some questions, she closed her mouth after seeing the robed figures lingering nearby.
Perhaps those are big shots from Yan, but it doesn't matter. What matters is the man before me; the actions of those Black Cloaks are definitely his orders!
"Whether it's bait, a discarded pawn, or a trap, are you ready to feel the pain of the Infected, Wei Yanyou!"
"There are no Infected among the residents of Lungmen." Just like stating an unquestionable principle, he spoke the most cruel words.
"You bastard!!!"
No longer suppressing the release of the frost, the power of Originium was unleashed, and I felt my body turning into Originium inch by inch.
Come on! This is the end!
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...
...
Is it all over? I feel my life draining away with clarity.
Just a little more, just a little more, I would have been able to...
Suddenly, some hallucination appeared. A god? Gods do not exist.
Just before my consciousness completely plunged into darkness, it felt like a silvery-white wind brushed past my eyes.
Then...
I saw the light.
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Jean Stardust placed the contract onto the portal and then stepped inside.
Orders from the same world are processed in chronological order, prioritizing the earliest one, after all...
"Clang."
I blocked the blade that suddenly struck at my neck with my sword.
After all, many times, if I'm even a little late, the contract target will fall into eternal sleep.
Seeing their blade blocked, the Black Cloak attacker immediately pulled back.
Only then did Jean have a chance to look around at the situation.
Several members of the Snow Monster Squad had already fallen in a pool of blood, and the one before me was making a final stand.
Thanks to his heroic fight, his brothers were not finished off by these Black Cloaks and were still, for now, breathing.
Though they were barely hanging on.
"Gentlemen, as these people are my clients, I cannot let them die just like that, so could you please show some mercy?"
Jean spoke to the four Black Cloaks present. At this moment, Jean did not want to stand from the perspective of the Infected, nor did he want to stand on the side of Lungmen. After all, he was here to complete a transaction this time, and the rest of the troublesome matters could be left to Rhodes Island.
However, the Black Cloaks naturally did not appreciate it; the only order they had received was: "Kill without mercy."
Then, these four Black Cloaks drew their blades one after another and attacked Jean. With such battle-hardened coordination, even if the previous one missed, the next would immediately follow up, leaving no openings between their attacks.
Of course, this was a brilliant tactic used against normal people under normal circumstances.
But the current Jean was somewhat unlike a normal person.
Within the Gale Sword Technique, the extremely important passive, Way of the Wanderer, and one of its branches, Indomitable Spirit, were activated. The silvery-white Stardust Wind transformed into a shield, guarding Jean's entire body.
Just like that, the first person's blade struck Jean's body and could not advance an inch.
Relying on the opening, and completely ignoring the next person's attack by relying on the shield, I backhanded a strike and directly decapitated him.
At the same time, still ignoring the second person's attack, I used him as a target for Sweeping Blade, quickly dashed past him, and delivered a strike at the fourth person who was gathering momentum.
At this moment, Steel Tempest had already attacked twice, and the sword aura on the blade had accumulated. Using the third person who happened to come up as a stepping stone for Sweeping Blade, I simultaneously released a whirlwind in a circular form.
The suddenly appearing whirlwind sent the three remaining living Black Cloaks flying directly, and at the same time, Jean manipulated the power of the wind to slam them hard back onto the ground.
Jean did not follow up the airborne enemies with the ultimate move of the Gale Sword Technique, Last Breath; after all, one doesn't usually hear of Yasuo using his ultimate on minions.
First, I stabbed the sword into the headless corpse, and then proceeded to finish off the remaining three Black Cloaks with the blade.
At this moment, through life manipulation, I collected three and a half people's worth of life force; the life force inside the first decapitated Black Cloak had already dissipated by more than half in these few seconds.
It was fortunate that Jean suddenly remembered, otherwise, on a whim, if he had decapitated these Black Cloaks one by one, he would likely have to bleed himself to heal these Snow Monster Squad members now.
A gust of silver wind blew past, carrying the life force from the blade, and began to provide basic healing to these members of the Snow Monster Squad.
"Winds of Recovery." I randomly gave this move a super common name, so common that Jean couldn't even remember where he copied it from.
Watching the wounds of these Snow Monster members regenerating visibly to the naked eye, Jean was also very satisfied with his own imagination.
This reproduction of the growth cycle of the azure spider lily, which absorbs life force from everywhere over the years and releases it all during each blooming period of less than three days, is the way of life for the azure spider lily.
After all, no matter how azure it is, a higanbana is still a higanbana; it represents not only life but also death.
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