Chapter 36-36- Two-Sided Bloom
Since the "Corroded Vulture" was the target chosen by the Double-Edged Demon before the operation began, it immediately negotiated with confidence, demanding that Yvette deal with the "Night Demon" and the "Mechanical Tyrant" and not try to steal its head anymore.
This made Yvette's eyebrows frown unconsciously.
Her total magic power is 644 points. She keeps 100 points for emergency use, and has 544 points left. Taking into account the three third-stage aberrations including the nest master that she plans to deal with in this operation, the magic power allocated for each kill is about 180 points.
The heavy damage just inflicted on the "Corrupted Beaked Vulture" had already consumed nearly 50 points of magic power. If it was redistributed to the Twin Blade Demon at this time, it would be equivalent to these 50 points of magic power working for the Twin Blade Demon...
However, now is a critical moment, and the double-edged demon looks really useless, so she can only let it go for the time being. She plans to save enough magic power for herself when dealing with the "Night Demon" and the "Mechanical Tyrant" to deal with the "Woodlouse Queen" who has not yet appeared, and the mysterious source of the fog.
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While Yvette and the Double-Edged Demon were assigning their targets, the "Mechanical Tyrant" and the "Night Demon" were also busy.
The Mechanical Tyrant tilted its speedboat-shaped triangular head upwards slightly, and the metal plate beneath it slid open, revealing a cannon wrapped in flesh and blood, which then unleashed a scorching column of flame. The Night Demon, with its heavy, bloated steps, charged forward, revealing a maw large enough to swallow a small car, seemingly intent on devouring both the person and the dirt on the ground.
This was actually a good opportunity, especially since these third-stage aberrations had low intelligence levels, comparable to ordinary beasts. Yvette immediately adjusted her position using Muscle Release and Wind Control, leaping back to avoid the Night Demon's maw while using it as a human shield, absorbing the flames fired by the Mechanical Tyrant.
Then she once again combined the two techniques of Flame Dance and Thunder Fury and bombarded the Night Demon's head. With such a pincer attack from both sides, the Night Demon immediately flapped its wings and ran behind it with a terrible howl. It seemed that it wanted to escape.
It’s better to escape, it will save me some magic power… Yvette thought, but her happiness didn’t last long. She saw the night demon that was halfway through escaping stopped again, struggled for a while, turned around, and approached again.
Now Yvette understood. It must be the mother nest's mandatory order, and it was also the price that all the deformed creatures who relied on the mother nest to complete their evolution had to pay.
But this time, the returning Night Demon was not as stupid as before. It also realized that the Mechanical Tyrant next to it was not a smart teammate. It stood far away from the Mechanical Tyrant, then opened its huge mouth and spit out countless black vampire bats from its mouth, rushing towards Yvette like a dark cloud.
At the same time, the Mechanical Tyrant, who had no remorse for accidentally injuring his companions, immediately started the next round of attacks. The gun barrels in his left and right hands continuously fired elemental bullets, and the muzzle under his body began to glow red, brewing the next round of flame jets.
Standing in the open, Yvette couldn't quickly entice the two men to harm each other. After calculating the magic power loss, she summoned a dense ring of runes to her side.
Frost bullets, wind blades, fire snakes, lightning, dazzling magic spells emerged from the rune ring and collided with the oncoming flames, elemental bullets and vampire bats.
Various brightly colored magic particles splashed and annihilated in the field, almost turning this place into a colorful ocean of elements.
Not far away, the Double-Edged Demon and the Rotbeaked Vulture were tangled together. The Double-Edged Demon used its speed advantage to circle around the Rotbeaked Vulture, teasing it like a cat, and enjoying the tug-of-war with it.
But after this dazzling elemental storm appeared, both sides stopped their movements at the same time. A pair of compound eyes, two vulture heads, and a charred vulture head all stared at the center of the battlefield, as if they had completely forgotten each other's existence.
After a while, seeing that the silver-haired girl's firepower was stronger and more sufficient, and that she was about to secure victory, the Rotten-beaked Demon Vulture turned around and ran away. The Double-bladed Demon immediately chased after it. The two sides, one in front and one behind, rushed into the thick fog together and disappeared without a trace.
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The grayish-white color permeated the area, like the mist that lingered in the mythical River Styx all year round.
Here, the scorching sun, blue sky and white clouds are all gone, only the damp and cold air is inhaled into the lungs, making people feel as if they have returned to the cold winter with howling wind and snow.
Gripping the hilt of the alloy battle blade, Rosalin felt her arms tremble slightly. This was the first time she had faced a truly formidable foe since she began practicing magic six years ago, and in such a strange environment, her heartbeat inevitably quickened, and she even felt like retreating.
Why am I so unlucky? She thought in frustration. If it was against the "Corrosion Beaked Vulture" or even the "Mechanical Tyrant", she wouldn't be so scared.
But "Shepherd's Sheep" was too terrifying, hiding in the mist, constantly gnawing at you with bloody human heads. It was no exaggeration to call it a ghost story. She had become desensitized to the ugliness of deformed people, but she was still resistant to ghosts and spirits.
Fortunately, her swordsmanship skills were extremely proficient, so she could react quickly and chop off the opponent's head every time she was attacked.
I can't keep doing this. I'm too passive. Sooner or later, I'll get hurt... Thinking of this, Rosaline decided to try using Wind Control to disperse the surrounding fog. Unlike her teacher, she only had 81 mana points. Maintaining the effects of "Scarlet Armor" and "Muscle Release" meant she had very little left. She had to be very careful with every use; wasting any of it would be a huge loss in combat power.
Without rushing to use it immediately, she began to wait patiently, looking for the moment when the shepherd's sheep would appear again.
After observing for several times, she had discovered that the direction from which the human head flew was not necessarily where the shepherd's sheep were. Sometimes it would even put the human head on top of Rosaline's head and then bite it off suddenly. She was so scared at the time that she almost thought her hair was going to be pulled out.
The only chance would be the moment the footsteps stopped, like... now! Rosalyn's eyes widened, a green light swirling around the blade. She rushed forward, drew her sword, and slashed, instantly sweeping out a crescent wind blade that shattered all the mist in front of her. But surprisingly, there was nothing in the path revealed in that direction.
Rosalyn was stunned for a moment, but in the next moment, she felt strange movements above her.
She suddenly looked up and saw the goat-headed monster somewhere above her. It was using its human-like limbs to grab onto a thick, purple branch, hanging from it and staring at her! A creepy grin spread across its goat-like face, then suddenly let go and plummeted down like a meteorite, reaching for her!
What was even more terrifying was that its shriveled abdomen suddenly split open to both sides, and dozens of hideous, screaming human faces madly poured out from it, like the gates of hell had opened, spewing out endless hatred and despair, trying to devour her completely.
Oh no... Rosaline felt her mind go blank, and the only thing that took over her body was the fighting instinct accumulated over the past three years.
Without using any extra magic power to assist in the battle, she relied on her muscle habits to dodge the shepherd's slap from the sky, just like she had dodged the mutant's sneak attacks countless times.
Then he swung the blade instinctively as usual, forgetting to even activate the "high-frequency oscillation" and "high-voltage current". He only relied on the most basic strengthening technique of "muscle release" to slash out countless sword lights and cut off countless heads.
Furthermore, the Shepherd Sheep didn't seem to be good at close combat. Although powerful, its movements were as slow as if it were being sped up at 0.5x speed. It was incredibly sluggish, no better than some low-level aberrations capable of despicable sneak attacks—like the Twin Blade Demon. So, she easily dodged the Shepherd Sheep's punches, then drew her sword and slashed back, slashing non-stop...
Finally, she didn't know how much time had passed, but when she came to her senses while holding the handle of the knife and gasping for breath, the body of the horrible monster had been chopped into pieces of meat all over the ground. It died in an extremely miserable way. The sheep's head fell not far away, with a miserable expression and eyes full of fear. It was suspected that it had suffered great and inhuman torture before its death.
And she stood among the sticky corpses on the ground, like a perverted murderess girl bathed in blood.
So, after being stunned for a while and realizing that the enemy was dead, the blonde girl finally breathed a sigh of relief. While wiping the blood off her face, she couldn't help but smile.
It will definitely surprise the teacher... she thought happily.
(End of this chapter)
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