Chapter 89
Xia Zuo Freeman possesses a unique combat instinct that is one in a million. This intuition allows him to detect danger in advance and take the most advantageous evasive measures.
——However, under the cover of the talent that once protected him from escaping from the federal center, even he did not notice the approaching huge tentacles for a moment.
It was not until a gust of wind that even his talent could not conceal suddenly roared towards him, and a strong sense of crisis instantly filled his heart, and his entire heart seemed to stop beating, that he realized that something was coming... silently.
He keenly sensed that this attack could not be dealt with head-on and could only be avoided.
The brown-haired boy turned the sword in his hand instantly, infusing the top-level talent of light into it, and at the same time chopped it hard, creating a huge gap on his side. Just as he was about to jump out of the encirclement, the attack from behind caught up with him.
There was no emotion on Xia Zuo's face. He could even use this opportunity to think about how to fight back after being hit.
After his bloodline gradually awakened, his body was gradually transformed by the top-level talent of light, and flowing in his blood was the purest power in his entire body.
Therefore, if those attacks really hurt him, it is hard to say who would suffer the most heavy losses in the end.
...No, maybe, I might die.
What would it feel like to die?
Suddenly, the underground library that collapsed that day seemed to appear before his eyes again, the black-haired boy's gradually disappearing figure, and the black tentacles that pulled him out of the ground at the last moment.
tentacle……
…
“…Huh?”
The brown-haired boy's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of youthful astonishment appeared on his face for the first time in a long time.
Something seemed to be wrapped around his waist, but his intuition did not send any danger signals.
This feeling and this scene seemed to be the second time he had seen it.
The next moment, the soft limbs wrapped around his waist suddenly exerted force and threw him out of the huge cocoon wrapped in layers of crimson tentacles, and he finally breathed the fresh air outside.
It was only at this time that Xia Zuo realized that he had been wrapped up layer by layer without realizing it.
But this is not the most important thing now -
"Is that you?"
The brown-haired boy's golden pupils lit up inch by inch, and the joy and brilliance that belonged to the boy seemed to have returned to him again.
"Ursula—!"
A dark purple mist spread out from the northern sky.
In the center of the thickest fog, a tall woman stepped out step by step. Her legs were pale and slender, and there was something under her feet that allowed her to walk in mid-air as if it were flat ground.
She was wearing an irregular black and purple robe, the ends of which were tattered, as if corroded by something highly corrosive. The hood of the robe was so large that it completely covered her eyes, leaving only her perfectly shaped jaw exposed.
Chaotic, twisted, and terrifying are the first impressions everyone has when they see her.
Normally speaking, someone who appeared like this would not give people the impression that they were a good thing, but the problem was that the moment she revealed her figure, the crimson monster that had been moving in an unrestrained manner seemed to freeze for a moment, as if it felt a fear that had never appeared even when facing the top level of light talent.
However, the woman that frightened it did not have layers of tentacles surrounding her. Instead, there was only black and purple mist, and an ominous and murderous aura all over her body.
She tilted her head, and a tentacle that had been swung out earlier swung back at a speed that no one could catch. At the moment it stopped, the strange tentacle covered with dim yellow pupils could finally be seen clearly.
At the same time, there was a brown-haired boy who steadied his body neatly the moment the tentacles released.
"Ursula?"
The brown-haired boy didn't care what others thought of him at this moment. He just looked at his best friend who looked so strange and yet so familiar with him with bright eyes, and called out the name almost cautiously.
At the name, the woman raised her hand and lowered her hood.
The truth that was originally hidden in the darkness was finally revealed.
——Slightly curly black hair cascaded down, and the golden-blue eyes with the whites completely occupied by black slowly opened, making people feel extremely weird the moment they saw it.
She blinked and looked straight at the brown-haired boy.
Is it Ursula?
【It must be Ursula! 】
She's back.
She heard the brown-haired boy say this in his inner voice.
Her...friends were delighted at her return, not with fear, disgust, or exploitative surprise.
"It's me."
Ursula's irritable mood, which had been caused by discovering her friend was about to be beaten by his defeated opponent, had eased considerably, and she nodded slightly.
Xia Zuo almost choked up, but in the end he just blinked and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Ursula."
He looked at the tall, dark-haired woman with the eyes of a loving mother looking at her grown-up child, and said with satisfaction: "It's been almost a year since we last met, you've grown taller—"
Ursula: “…”
Ursula's face was expressionless.
She even took a step back involuntarily.
"boom!!"
At the same time, the tentacles that had just been released seemed to feel disgusted, and they rolled up the brown-haired boy again and threw him out.
Xia Zuo, who was thrown away suddenly: "..."
He silently gave himself a treatment.
Even the time when he was fighting with the monster just now was not as much as the damage he suffered when he was caught off guard and hit by Ursula.
...However, the direction Ursula threw him was the safe side.
His friends are protecting him.
Ursula shook her tentacles again, as if shaking off the bacteria on the brown-haired boy's body in disgust, then raised her eyes and looked accurately at the deep red dead sea monster that had been stiff since just now.
[Damn it! What are you doing?! Smash her to pieces!]
"Aren't you the top-tier guy captured by that group?! Why are you so scared?!"
[The thing in front of you is nothing more than a defective product from a failed experiment! !]
Sharp curses continued to reach her ears, and Ursula, who had suffered the same treatment before, could tell at a glance what kind of monster this was.
It was just that she had fought tooth and nail to preserve her will, and then met the two most dazzling people in her desolate life. And the human side of this thing had been completely devoured by the monster's thoughts.
It can't be saved.
The moment this thought formed in his mind, Ursula moved.
Countless black and purple tentacles carrying thick fog suddenly appeared in the air, and the golden vertical pupils on them were faintly glowing with indelible ferocity and weirdness. They all stretched out towards the monster in front of her, which even seemed a little small.
A brain-piercing scream suddenly erupted from the crimson monster, carrying with it a fear that pierced its bones and etched itself into its very bones. It frantically curled up its limbs, as if frightened by a blow, unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance. It was so arrogant and domineering in front of humans, but in front of Ursula, it could only think of running away.
Xia Zuo refused others' request to check his injuries. He looked up at Ursula beating the other person. His usually cold golden eyes finally softened a little. Since Christine disappeared, he had never felt so relaxed.
"Freimen leader, she is...?"
A gifted person asked him blankly.
It clearly doesn't look like a human, but something exactly like that crimson thing. How come it looks so much stronger and is on their side?
Then he saw the young leader exhale and reveal a big, seemingly proud smile.
"She's my friend."
The fight between the two giant monsters almost covered the sky above the federal central area.
The black-haired woman looked elegant and calm when she appeared, but once the fight started, her inherent cruelty was completely exposed. For a moment, blood and flesh flew everywhere in the sky, scaring ordinary people so much that their faces turned pale.
But they had no ill feelings towards the brunette.
——Before she appeared, the crimson monster's body was wriggling on the ground, killing countless people. Compared with the lives lost, it was just a horrifying scene, so what did it matter?
What's more, when large pieces of flesh and limbs fell, the black-haired woman would even separate thin tentacles to catch them before they hit the houses and people's heads.
No more than ten minutes had passed.
The crimson monster's flesh and blood were all absorbed and torn apart by the even larger tentacles and limbs controlled by the black-haired woman, and in the end there was nothing left.
The black-haired woman who had just killed a fellow human could hardly maintain her "human" limbs. Her limbs kept twisting strangely, as if she was "digesting". After a while, she stabilized and stretched shallowly.
At the same time, the tentacles behind her also "stretched".
All the ordinary people who faced this scene: "..."
San value -1-1-1-1-1-1-1...
The dim yellow vertical pupils on the black and purple tentacle turned and finally locked onto the direction of the brown-haired boy in the rebel camp.
The next moment, black mist wrapped around her body and countless limbs, and smashed towards this direction like a meteor.
Most people who hadn't recovered from what had just happened looked horrified, and some even reflexively released their talents or picked up weapons.
Among these people, only the brown-haired boy did not retreat, but took a step forward, looking at the huge black fog with sparkling eyes, as if he had not considered at all whether his former friend would become bloodthirsty, lose his mind or even kill him directly under the erosion of the Dead Sea.
With a "bang", the black mist dissipated, and standing on the ground was a girl who looked only eight or nine years old. She put on her tattered cloak again and looked at the silly brown-haired boy with an expressionless face:
"I was almost injured by my defeated opponent."
"You're still as stupid as ever, Freeman."
Xia Zuo: "..."
He lowered his head in shame: "I will continue to improve my strength. I have already reached the minimum standard for entering Eastwood——"
Then, a child's voice, without any fluctuation, said coldly and ruthlessly, "You are too weak. You must drink all the soup I cook tonight."
Xia Zuo: "...?"
Wait, that’s not necessary!!
The author has something to say:
Xiao'e (expressionless): Persevere.
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