"It looks like it's over over there."
Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze and looked at the dead apostle in front of him.
"Then it's almost time for you to die!"
"I'm not that easy to be killed by you, magician!"
However, even though the beasts he summoned were being crushed by the undead army, Nero's expression remained unchanged. He was not Nero, or rather, not just Nero. The 666 beasts in his body together formed the existence of the dead apostle named Nero Chaos. Even if those beasts were killed, they only returned to his body, not really killed.
It is precisely because of this that he has the confidence to face the Scourge before him.
But here’s the thing…
"I'm not a magician."
Fang Zheng raised Frostmourne in her hand, and bright red flames burned from her body.
"I am the righteous magical girl Red Ponytail. I am completely different from the magician you are talking about!"
As he spoke, Fang Zheng raised his right hand and pointed it towards the sky.
"Phantom Fire Pillar!"
As Fang Zheng spoke, a beam of light shot straight into the sky and disappeared into the clouds. Seeing this, Nero was stunned, but before he could figure it out, suddenly, flames rushed down from the sky and hit Nero's body.
“Uwaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”
Nero's expression finally changed, accompanied by a painful groan.
"What is this? No, my body can't move..."
"Don't even think about getting rid of it. Even Qingzi can't get rid of it! Come on!"
The scorching red flames rolled over Frostmourne, and then Fang Zheng raised the 40-meter-long flaming sword in his hand high in the air. At the same time, the thrusters behind him burst into dazzling light, pushing the petite body forward like lightning.
"Scorching Explosion!!"
There was a flash of fire.
The sharp blade pierced Nero's body and nailed him to the ground. Looking at this scene, Nero first showed a sarcastic smile. Using fire to burn vampires may be effective for those low-level dead apostles, but unfortunately, he is a twenty-seventh-level ancestor, and he will not just...
“You, what did you do!?”
However, just as Nero was about to use the beast of sixty-six in his body, he discovered the problem.
The bone-chilling cold penetrated into every corner of his body. In contrast to the blazing fire, the cold was mercilessly freezing his soul.
“What is this? Is this the magic sword of the Age of Gods? Why do you have something like this… Uwaaa…!!”
Nero was completely speechless at this moment. He was now in the gap between ice and fire. The scorching first fire burned his body, gradually turning the body condensed from chaos into firewood. At the same time, the coldness of Frostmourne froze his soul, extracted it, stripped it, and ruthlessly absorbed it into the blade.
Flames emerged from Nero's mouth and eye sockets, his body melted like a wax figure, and his soul was forcibly separated from his burning body with wails and screams, and then drilled into the cold blade of Frostmourne.
In less than five seconds, the previously ambitious Dead Apostle completely disappeared from this world.
"You're called a Dead Apostle, but that's all you can do."
Fang Zheng drew out his long sword and swung it casually. The next moment, the howling cold wind and the ice field disappeared, and the warm and soft hotel lobby appeared in front of them again.
"Miss Xiaohong..."
"Well done, Akiha."
Facing Qiu Ye who came to his side, Fang Zheng smiled and gave a thumbs up.
"Okay, next we should go check it out... Oops, something seems to be wrong!"
At this point, Fang Zheng's expression suddenly changed, because he realized that just now, Elquet's life force seemed to have disappeared?!
"Let's go!"
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng no longer hesitated and grabbed Qiu Ye's hand. Then, with a flash of light, the two of them disappeared into the air.
Then, the light flashed again, and this time, they appeared in a deserted park.
But compared to this, there are more troublesome things here.
"Wow... That's miserable."
Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng couldn't help but gasp, and Qiu Ye instinctively covered his mouth.
The reason is simple.
Because in front of them, on the ground of the park, Elquet, who had just separated from them, had turned into a corpse.
Strictly speaking, remains of a corpse.
Her body was cut and separated; her arms, hands, elbows, waist, chest, shoulders, neck; her whole body looked like it had been dismembered and scattered all over the floor.
"This is……"
“He was killed?”
Fang Zheng scratched her head. Frankly speaking, this was beyond her expectations. Originally, Elquet looked very confident. Besides, she was Eltluqi's sister after all, so Fang Zheng thought she should be fine. But... well, now it looked like she had messed up.
"Miss Xiaohong, Miss Elquet..."
"etc."
Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to block Qiu Ye, then looked at the corpse in front of him again.
Then, an unbelievable scene happened.
The body that had been chopped into pieces and the blood flowing on the ground began to rewind as if time was flowing backwards. Gradually, the cut parts were put together again, and Qiu Ye stood there blankly, watching this unbelievable scene.
After a long while, Elquet, who had been cut into pieces, finally recovered. Then she groaned and turned over.
"Hey, are you still alive?"
Fang Zheng squatted down and patted her face.
"Oh... it's okay..."
Elquet looked like someone who had low blood pressure and couldn't get out of bed in the morning. He squinted his eyes and waved his hand, while Fang Zheng reached out, rummaged in his pocket, and took out a bag of blood.
"Would you like to drink this?"
"What's this?"
"It's fresh blood, but it's not fresh. It's from a blood bank and refrigerated. It should taste good when it's cold. Would you like a sip?"
“…”
After hearing Fang Zheng's words, Elquet's expression suddenly became much more complicated. She stared at the blood bag for a moment, then turned her head away.
"No, I'm not interested."
"Really? That's fine."
Fang Zheng put the blood bag away again. He originally thought that Elquet was short of blood, but now it seems that this is not the case.
"By the way, what's going on with you? I thought you could handle this easily."
"What a mistake. I didn't expect that guy to get such a tricky thing... I underestimated him a little bit."
While whispering, Elquet sat up and looked at his tattered clothes - then Fang Zheng took out another piece of clothing.
"Change your clothes first."
It was not until they returned to their hotel room that Elquet explained the situation.
"I'm tracking an old Dead Apostle. In fact, I've killed him seventeen times in a row..."
"You didn't kill him seventeen times in a row? He's really lucky."
"No."
However, facing Fang Zheng's ridicule, Elquet shook his head.
"In fact, I killed him every time, but he possesses a unique reincarnation technique... Do you understand what I mean? Even if he dies this time, his soul will be transferred to another person and resurrected..."
"Oh, I see..."
Fang Zheng understood the principle of reincarnation very well, so she nodded and raised her questions.
"So? Why did you capsize this time?"
"Because I didn't expect that he could possess such power after countless reincarnations!"
Having said that, Elquet clenched his fists and revealed an angry expression.
"Originally, his body became weaker after each reincarnation, but this time, he obtained a vessel that almost matched the original one. Perhaps because of this... he awakened the Demonic Eye."
"Magic Eye?"
"Yes... it should be the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception."
“I’m going to die… ah…!”
Fang Zheng patted his thigh. After all, he had seen the Realm of Emptiness, so of course he understood. Qiu Ye next to him also looked as if he had suddenly realized something.
"No wonder you were cut into pieces."
Fang Zheng remembered that in the anime Kara no Kyoukai, people who were cut by Ryougi Shiki were basically cut into pieces like this, so it was understandable that Elquet was cut into that state.
As for the fact that the dead apostle was able to awaken the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, Fang Zheng did not find it strange. It seemed that it was mentioned in The Realm of Kara that it was easy for people to awaken this kind of Mystic Eyes when they were between life and death. Not to mention that the dead apostle was killed by Elquet seventeen times. Even if it was a card draw, there would be some good stuff if he drew seventeen times in a row.
It's just that this time the opponent was lucky enough to draw SSR.
"Then what?"
"Although he suffered a heavy blow, I also dealt him a blow. It should be impossible for him to come out in a short time."
As he spoke, Elquet touched his belly.
"But in my current state, I'm afraid I'm not strong enough to fight him... My strength has also weakened a lot."
"I say..."
Hearing this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but ask his own questions out of curiosity.
"You killed him seventeen times. Haven't you ever thought about killing him once and for all? You could ask someone for help, or find some means or weapons that can definitely kill that guy... Don't you have this idea?"
"this……"
Faced with Fang Zheng's question, Elquet was stunned, and then she turned her head away.
“This is my business.”
"I see, you have no friends."
“…”
From a certain perspective, the younger sister is much more pitiful than her older sister. After all, her older sister has a dog.
"Forget it, leave it to me, you just watch from the side."
There was no hope for this naive guy, Fang Zheng might as well do it himself.
"you?"
"That's right. Unlike a fool like you, I have a way to kill him completely."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and summoned Frostmourne.
When he saw the sword, Elquet's expression suddenly changed.
"This is……"
"Frostmourne, in short, you only need to know that it will imprison the souls of all those killed by it. Since it's a waste of effort no matter how you kill him, let me imprison that guy's soul."
Looking at Elquet in front of him, Fang Zheng proudly spoke the lines like a villain boss.
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