Chapter 545 I want to beat you to death, or be beaten to death by you!
In the cave.
Lorne listened to Yennefer's detailed narration and gradually frowned:
"You said that the weapon she used was a gun?"
"Yes, they are two scarlet magic spears. They have extremely strong magic-breaking properties and can easily invalidate defensive spells below three bars. Moreover, the spear tips are extremely sharp and can penetrate armor made of Uru sacred steel with one strike. The inside of the spear body seems to be cast with automatic pursuit magic. Combined with her unique spear throwing skill, it is hard to defend against."
As Yennefer spoke, she unconsciously pressed the still aching penetrating wound on her left shoulder, with a deep fear in her eyes.
At that time, the dark elf mistress Rose, who was in charge of the leadership, did not anticipate this, and was severely hit by the opponent during the stealth raid and was completely defeated.
Without the suppression of Rose, the main god of the elves, the remaining ring bearers, who were able to exert god-level strength with the help of the ring's protection, were no match for the mysterious woman and were defeated one after another in the subsequent battles.
What's even more terrible is that the woman not only possesses the combat power of a main god level, but also seems to have mastered the [God's Domain].
In that battle, the woman not only turned the entire northern wilderness into her own territory, cutting off everyone's contact with the outside world, but also summoned a large number of [Wild Hunt] from underground, forcefully defeating the expeditionary force that attempted to turn the tables by relying on numerical superiority.
Seeing his teammates falling one by one, Yennefer realized that something was wrong, so he joined forces with a group of magicians from the Warlock Brotherhood to forcibly open a space crack leading to the outside world.
Then, under the protection of everyone, Yennefer escaped from the [Divine Realm] with difficulty and asked for help from Lorne, the behind-the-scenes ruler of the Midgard world.
If Lorne had not arrived in time and forcibly interrupted Yennefer's sacrifice at the last moment, this half-elf warlock would probably have gone to the underworld to report to the goddess of death Hela today.
but--
Using two scarlet magic guns with tracking effects, he is proficient in gun skills and fighting, and can also deploy divine domains and summon the Wild Hunt army...
Why does this information seem inconsistent with the Skadi in my memory?
Could it be that Skadi had some adventure while out searching for her origins?
Just as Loen was thinking secretly, a flash of scarlet blood light lit up in the cave, and the magic factors around it vibrated and hummed.
The glowing object was a piece of red crystal-like fragment, which was now soaked in a pool of blood in the groove of the stone platform.
Under the flashing red light, the red crystal-like fragment frantically absorbed the magical factors in the blood and air, and rows of scarlet thorns-like needles proliferated from the inside.
Seeing this, Yennefer felt a phantom pain and could not help but touch her left shoulder.
When she was escaping from that divine realm, she was accidentally shot by the mysterious woman, causing something from the other party's gun to remain in her body and torture her all the way.
However, Lord Loki beside her seemed to have taken the foreign object out of her body while treating her injuries, thus saving her from further suffering.
This gentleman is indeed as kind and considerate as the legend says.
Yennefer sighed in her heart, looking at the red crystal fragment that was buzzing and vibrating in the blood, a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes.
But, what was the point of keeping this thing? And putting it in the dirty blood she excreted?
Just when Yennefer was puzzled, a streak of purple-red light streaked across the sky and fell into the dense forest like a meteorite. A cold, solemn, yet inexplicably familiar aura filled the air.
——It’s that woman!
Yennefer was startled, and then she looked at the red crystal fragments that were shaking and buzzing in the blood, and she suddenly realized.
——This fragment was not an accident, but a mark that the woman intentionally left in her body to track her prey.
Realizing that she had unknowingly become the bait to lure the snake out of its hole, Yennefer's face was filled with shame.
But then she felt relieved again.
Because the fragment that was taken out was not discarded at will or destroyed on the spot, but was specially placed in blood to keep it active.
Obviously, in this chase, the identities of hunter and prey have quietly reversed.
The Lord Loki in front of him is the real hunter who waits for his prey.
"Finally here..."
Sure enough, Loen stretched in front of the fire and walked out of the cave muttering.
That deep gaze pierced through the vast night and met a pair of cold blood-red eyes in the dense forest.
——
Have you been discovered?
interesting!
Under the dim moonlight, the purple-haired, blood-red-eyed female warrior looked at the young god in front of her with great interest and said:
"Are you their leader?"
Loen raised his eyebrows and looked at the cold face that was exactly the same as Skadi's, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Don't know me?
She's not Skadi!
Lorne nodded calmly and admitted with a smile:
"Yes, this place is under my jurisdiction, and they are all my subjects. I wonder what they have done to offend you that made you make such a fuss?"
"offend?"
The woman shook her head and smiled.
"No, it has nothing to do with those social relationships. I came here just to find a decent opponent."
After a brief pause, the woman raised her hands and summoned two scarlet magic spears. A sharp aura like a knife gushed out from her body, and her upturned cherry lips outlined a cold and beautiful arc:
"To put it simply, I just want to kill you all, or be killed by you all!"
"?"
A big question mark popped up in Luo En's mind, and he secretly complained in his heart.
What kind of strange request is this? Is Huoyun Evil God discharged from the hospital?
After briefly suppressing his doubts, Loen frowned and asked:
"So where are my people? Did they all die in your hands?"
"I am a warrior, not an executioner. I have no interest in trampling on the weak. Only the strong are qualified to die under my gun!"
The woman shook her head and smiled, her tone full of pride.
Hearing the answer, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask:
"Excuse me, have you ever seen a woman who looks like you? Her name is Skadi, and she is an old friend of mine."
"You mean her?"
The woman thought about it and commented casually,
"He's a pretty good opponent. His skills in magic and archery are among the best among the gods. But unfortunately, he's still a step behind me."
Then, the woman took out a rune stone with runes engraved on its surface from the magic circle diagram and tossed it in her hand:
"So, this is yours? It seems that you are stronger than her, otherwise she wouldn't want to use this thing to ask you for help immediately after she failed."
Seeing the cracks on the surface of the rune, Luo En's heart sank:
"How is she?"
"Want to know? Beat me first!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman sneered, and the divine power in her body burst out. She rushed forward at an extremely fast speed like a salmon out of water, and the two magic spears in her hands stabbed and swept towards Loen's throat and heart.
This crazy woman!
Loen cursed inwardly, and faced with the fierce attack, he decisively drew out the flaming magic sword and swung out a brilliant flame.
The sword edge collided with the spear tip, and the hot air wave annihilated the purple-red spear light, knocking the woman back.
Feeling the powerful divine power attached to the sword, the woman showed incomparable excitement on her face as soon as she landed:
"Yes, after walking all this way, I finally met a decent opponent! Let's fight!"
A red light like a red thunder shot out from the woman's hand, and arrived in an instant. In midair, one turned into two, two turned into four, and in an instant, it turned into thousands. The inverted forest of thorns and spears connected into one in an instant, covering the entire sky, and whistled down towards Luo En in front of him.
As Loen's mind moved, the divine incarnation of the Warrior was activated, and infinite fighting skills surged into his mind. The burning flaming magic sword accurately penetrated into a certain node in the forest of thorns.
Along with the sharp sound of metal clashing, a wave of golden and purple magic power rose in the sky. The thorny spear forest that fell from the sky was shattered layer by layer. Thousands of phantoms merged into one and transformed into a scarlet magic spear, flying back into the woman's hand.
Seeing that her opponent easily took on her javelin skill, the excitement on the woman's face became even more intense, and she looked at Loen with burning eyes, as if she was looking at a rare treasure.
Realizing that the opponent's fighting spirit had not diminished, and that the magic power and divinity in his body were constantly rising, Loen gave serious advice:
"You are no match for me. If we continue fighting, I can't guarantee your safety."
"Isn't that better?"
The woman laughed, and became even more excited.
"To find an opponent who can defeat me and kill me, this is the purpose of my trip! Man, let me see if you are qualified!"
A stream of divine light gushed out from the female warrior's body, transforming into a heavy stone door that slowly opened. A strong breath of death permeated the air, forming a shadow that covered the sky and the sun, pulling the surrounding world into a cold and solemn gloom.
It’s indeed her!
Scathach, the Queen of Shadows in Celtic-Irish mythology!
Looking at the shadow-filled demonic realm all around him and the purple-haired female warrior whose divinity was fully liberated in the gray fog, Loen suddenly felt a headache.
According to Celtic-Irish mythology, in the British region across the sea from Ireland, there is an "other world" called the "Land of Shadows". It is an area where the dead and fantasy creatures live, and its status is similar to the "Underworld" in other mythological eras.
Scathach is the queen who rules the country, and is known for her knowledge of various martial arts and magic, or as a mentor who has imparted these martial arts to many warriors.
Her starting point was not high, she was just a demigod, but through continuous training and self-breakthrough, her fighting skills had already reached perfection. She had killed countless warcraft, gods and monsters, and her strength had already entered the realm of gods, becoming a ruler in charge of [the other world] with a nearly immortal life.
But the constant victories did not make her feel fulfilled. Instead, they made her feel that her life was so empty.
Therefore, she often longs to encounter a stronger opponent, to find a strong enemy who can defeat and kill her, and bring an end to her immortality and lasting victory.
All in all, this is a pretty dangerous crazy woman.
By the way, didn't Skadi go to look for her relatives? How did she get involved with her? And someone came to her house?
Loen's thoughts raced, and he couldn't help but think of a legend.
Although the names Skadi and Scathach come from Old Germanic and Old Irish respectively, their meanings and etymologies are very similar, both meaning "darkness, shadow, and shade", and can also be extended to mean "god from the shadows."
If this legend has some basis in fact, then Skadi and Scathach may indeed be related in some way.
However, it seems that this relationship is not so harmonious.
Lorne rubbed his throbbing eyebrows, looked at Scathach whose momentum was rising in front of him, and muttered to himself.
It seems that if you want to settle this matter, or find out about Skadi's current situation, you must make the opponent enjoy the battle.
In that case...
Then, let’s fight!
Lorne calmed his mind, raised the flaming magic sword in his hand, and confronted Scathach in the gray fog.
The two sharp edges that were condensed but not released were brewing astonishing power. The surrounding area was like a chaotic tide of roaming dragons and poisonous pythons, being torn and shredded by the invisible cyclone. Thick clouds hung low, and the terrifying feeling of oppression was like the collapse of mountains.
"boom!"
In an instant, Scathach, who had completed the accumulation of strength, suddenly opened her eyes, and the torrent of ether that was gathered around her burst out. The purple light burned violently like a raging flame, and the agile and swift figure rushed forward a hundred meters in an instant, and the scarlet magic spear covered with hideous barbs smashed down from the air.
Loen moved sideways and dodged, while stepping within three feet of Scathach. The flaming sword in his hand hummed softly, emitting golden cold light at close range.
There were heavy shadows of gunfire, thorns piercing his chest, and the strong wind brought about the wailing of ghosts.
Scathach was indeed a battle-hardened elf. Before the sword even got close, she instinctively sensed the powerful force contained in it. She immediately used her martial arts skills, which had reached perfection, to keep the distance between the two of them within the optimal range for the magic spear to sweep and stab.
Want to create distance?
Lorne sneered, activated the speed of [Goat], and rushed forward. By using a fast-fighting approach, he forced Scathach to engage in a head-on confrontation with him.
As a god king with a longer lifespan and greater power, if it comes to a head-on fight, Loen will naturally have the advantage.
However, Scathach, who was promoted to the main god in the battle, is obviously no soft persimmon. The two magic spears are as cold as stars. She can stab at medium and long distances or throw them at long distances to maintain the advantage of weapon length at all times.
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!”
The collision of the two forces almost wiped out all life. The light and shadow that swept in all directions were like the scythe wielded by the god of death, punching the space full of holes.
Lorne and Scathach, who were in the center of the storm, each looked for their opponent's flaws, adjusted their postures sharply and precisely, repeatedly avoiding vital points, waiting for an opportunity to launch a thundering attack.
The first one who couldn't hold back was naturally Scathach, who had weaker hard power.
As her eyes caught a glimpse of disorder in the opponent's aura, Scathach leaped up decisively, using the force to raise her body to the mid-air where she had the best view. Her back drew an exaggerated arc, like an open bow, and one of her arms was thrown forward with all her might:
"Pierce! Pierce! - Pierce the Death Shove Spear!"
As the divine words were chanted, the scarlet devil's spear flew out of his hand, madly sucking in the surrounding ether, like a living thorny branch, rapidly spreading and forming an overwhelming thorny steel bush, blocking all space, whizzing through the air, and shooting towards Loen.
Inevitable and unstoppable!
When a person concentrates on one thing and studies one skill for thousands or even millions of years.
Then, with the continuous accumulation of experience and self-breakthrough, this skill has long surpassed skill and is close to the Tao.
If the spear strikes at the highest level, even a god can be killed!
(End of this chapter)
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