Chapter 673 Betrayal
Being in these passages with a common vertex, Angel had a feeling of being attracted by them, as if he were an iron nail facing a magnet. If he was not careful, he would be captured by the magnetic force and fly towards the other side involuntarily.
If she had not been still conscious and spiritual, she guessed that she would have been involuntarily moving in that direction and going deeper into the magnificent city along the passage.
And I have a feeling that reaching the interior of that city, reaching the center of the "pollution", will only be extremely disadvantageous for me... Angel glanced around and gave up the idea of using the mirror world to quickly get away from the "Disaster Giant". He only floated a few meters in the darkness and returned to the real world.
Due to the different rules of the two worlds, she was now dozens of meters away from the place where she entered the mirror world, but the distance between her and the slowly approaching disaster giant was decreasing instead of increasing. The dark clouds that kept appearing in the sky seemed to be pressing down on her head, and the figure of the giant in the smoke and flames became clearer. She could almost see its charred skeleton and the purple flames that filled the place where flesh and blood used to be.
This action of looking directly at the mythical creature made Angel's eyes feel as if they were pierced by steel needles. Various sensations such as pain and soreness kept being transmitted to his brain. The spirituality that had just been calmed by Anne's "order" power began to surge again.
Swish——
As she turned her head to the side and looked away, a bright light flashed in the corner of her eye. Syrio Soran seemed to have found a way to continue flying with flames after his "Flame Transformation" was stolen. He was wrapped in incandescent flames, and he flew across the sky like a meteor flying in reverse, rushing into the distance.
It's just right, I can lend it to you... Angel's mind moved, and the flame of the "Hypocrisy" ring started jumping. His figure immediately appeared above the human-shaped meteor. The flames formed by the jumping did not disappear, but quickly enveloped Angel's body, making her enter the "flame" state.
"Bang--"
She jumped again and caught up with Syrio who was moving away from her at high speed. She condensed a flaming sword in her left hand, threw it from above, and stabbed it accurately in the direction of the opponent's advance.
Although "Pyre Transformation" does not come with the ability to condense flame weapons, Angel was able to do this by relying on his experience in mastering the power of frost and throwing ice spears.
Syrio, who was wrapping himself in flames and trying his best to fly away from the "Disaster Giant", suddenly felt a chill on his back. The spiritual reminder made him turn around and find the flame between the two people approaching him rapidly.
This guy, not caring about escaping, actually dared to attack me, and used the fire that I am best at... His eyes were a little bloodshot, and the recklessness and arrogance in his heart made him make a choice that could both resist the attack and demonstrate his strength.
Swish.
In mid-air, Syrio threw out a huge flaming spear, which hit the flying flaming sword with great accuracy. The exploding fireball spread between the two of them, illuminating the wilderness below.
Just as Syrio's lips curled into an icy smile, a sneer escaped from deep in his throat, and his expression froze on his face.
A bone sword, its surface molten and almost black, pierced his chest.
That is the "Sword of Dawn" hidden in the flames.
She pretended to throw it with a flame weapon, but actually hid it in it?
Syrio held the bone sword in front of his chest with one hand, trying to pull out the weapon made by the extraordinary characteristics of "Dawn Knight" that was deep in his body, while the other hand danced in the air like a wild duck flapping its wings.
However, with his "flame transformation" stolen, he could no longer stay in the air. The flames he had previously created to wrap around himself gradually dissipated due to his severe injuries and were unable to support his body.
This figure trailing smoke and flames looked like a real meteor, sliding down from the sky into the distance.
Looking at Syrio rolling and flapping his arms, Angel did not approach him immediately. Instead, he carefully kept a distance and used his lightness to slowly float down, keeping his eyes firmly fixed on the other party. Curses and diseases invaded his body, quietly wreaking all kinds of damage.
But the thud she expected did not occur. When Syrio's body was more than ten meters away from the ground, it exploded into a ball of dazzling fire again, and the downward momentum was weakened.
At the same time, countless firebirds flew up from the flames. Angel had seen Anderson Hood use these birds before. They could intercept naval gun shells. They drew arcs and flew towards her in the sky.
Flame flashes!
Angel immediately aimed at the last few firebirds in the group and jumped to that position. His "flame-transformed" body, which was emitting flames, directly smashed these unfortunate birds to pieces. Those that flapped their wings and flew away had no time to turn around before they crashed head-on into the black flames and exploded into brilliant fireworks.
This jump also shortened the distance between her and Syrio, who had fallen to the ground after self-detonating the flames. His heavy body stirred up a cloud of dust, but compared to falling directly from a height of nearly 100 meters, he did not suffer much damage as his speed was slowed down.
But in Angel's eyes, Syrio's figure emerging from the drifting dust was completely different from a few seconds ago.
His metallic skin was cracking inch by inch, like pieces of unruly scales, and red light was surging in the cracks, and flames kept coming out, as if the skin was not wrapped in flesh and blood, but hot magma. Deep in the magma, it seemed as if wisps of blood were constantly overflowing, and the blood and fire mixed together to form a deep red liquid, which slowly flowed out from the cracks in the metallic skin, dripping onto the ground, stirring up rising smoke.
This made Angel, who was staring at the cracks carefully, feel a little nervous, as if he was facing some indescribable monster. A low whisper came from his ears, and the skin facing Syrio was slightly tense. Pieces of incomplete knowledge kept forming in his mind.
This is... an incomplete form of a mythical creature!
Looking at Syrio, who seemed to have turned into a younger version of the "Disaster Giant" in the distance, Angel had an epiphany.
This "Iron-Blooded Knight", whose spirituality was on the verge of exhaustion after several battles, was seriously injured, and whose disease was about to break out, chose to take a gamble and reveal the divinity he possessed after becoming a demigod through the "Hunter" path, allowing himself to move closer to the out-of-control "Conqueror" of the Sauron family in the distance.
But this was almost equivalent to giving up on escaping, because in less than a minute, the "disaster giant" would catch up with the two of them.
Was he planning to use this form to quickly suppress me and then escape? Not only would this risk losing control, but it would also have limited effectiveness against a fellow demigod like me… Angel looked down at the ground, puzzled, and met Syrio's eyes, once pale green, now shrouded in flames.
Who said I was going to run away? He challenged me with his eyes.
"roar--"
As if sensing the madness of the extraordinary people on the same path, the "Disaster Giant" in the distance roared again, and the figure surrounded by thunderstorms, hail and other natural disasters became clearer and clearer.
The shout made the flames on Angel's body, which was floating in the air, sway, rising and falling. If it weren't for Annie's protection, she would probably have turned into a smaller "lava giant". However, Syrio on the ground was less affected, perhaps because of his form.
This "Iron-Blooded Knight" snorted coldly from deep in his throat, stretched out his arm which had become several times thicker and was dripping with burning blood, and shook it. The sound of metal rubbing against the ground could be heard behind him, and several staggering but determined figures emerged from the shadows.
It was those five armored soldiers. They had actually followed their owner to escape from the "Disaster Giant" and appeared on this new battlefield!
"Now, let's have a real knight showdown."
Syrio looked up at Angel in the sky, the fire in his eyes seemed tangible. He grasped the "Sword of Dawn" that was inserted into his chest with his right hand and pulled it out without hesitation, bringing out a splash of blood burning with crimson flames.
And this bone sword in his hand also ignited a burning flame, becoming a real flaming sword.
In the hands of the "Iron Knight", any weapon will become a terrifying killing machine under the enhancement of his characteristics.
“Swish——”
Behind him, five soldiers also raised their weapons and pointed them forward. This team, which had already suffered heavy losses in the previous battle, was now gaining momentum, which made Angel frown.
I can still hide in the "mirror world" to avoid his fatal blow. If I delay for a minute, the "disease" will kill these tin men. After two or three minutes, Syrio, who has revealed an incomplete form of a mythical creature, will not be able to hold on... Angel's brain is working frantically, planning a famous battle plan.
But similarly, within a minute, the "Disaster Giant" will catch up with us who have stopped here, and as we approach the "Conqueror", both he and I will be controlled by that terrifying and uncontrollable power, becoming His soldiers, and wandering with Him forever in Trier of the Fourth Epoch.
Glancing at the giant figure shrouded in lightning and hurricane-force winds, Angel made a quick decision and pulled out the "betrayal" charm from his pocket.
Using the same trick again, using the "parasite" to steal distance, releasing the spell, first disrupting Syrio's team, breaking their "connection", and then...
Sensing the aura of the talisman in the witch's hand in the sky, Syrio, who had been seriously injured before, took two steps back cautiously and did not rush forward because of the crazy thoughts in his mind that were on the verge of getting out of control.
He was ready to jump back the moment she was brought in close, then strike with his flaming spear from extremely close range, piercing the witch's weak spot...
Swish——
Swish--
There were slightly hesitant sounds, like a dull knife cutting through flesh.
Syrio shook his head in confusion, trying to look behind him where the sound came from, but he found that his neck was extremely stiff, and even turning it slightly required several times more effort than usual.
He realized something and lowered his gaze to glance at his chest where he had just drawn out the "Sword of Dawn", which still had a wound oozing with burning blood.
Two spears, two swords, and a scimitar all "grew" out of his chest one after another, their tips stained with a streak of deep red liquid, like a mixture of lava and blood, trembling slightly.
"No, I'm not... weak yet. I can still... fight!"
He spoke half in confusion and half in regret, but found in despair that he could not even make a sound, and instead blood foam spurted out from the wound on his chest and his mouth.
This puffing sound became the last sound left by the "Iron-Blooded Knight" Syrio Soren in the world.
In the sky, Angel, holding the "betrayal" spell, stared at the complete "betrayal" below in amazement. Five armored soldiers handed out their weapons one after another as if they were killing an enemy, stabbing the defenseless Syrio on his back into a sack with air leaking everywhere.
I haven't had time to use the spell yet?
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