Golden armor, a red cloak, long black hair like silk, and the Emerald Bee Sword plated with gold, transforming into a golden longsword as if forged from gold.
Yang Qinglan is like a female warrior.
The witcher and two nuns, one big and one small, stared at her in astonishment.
Not only because of her change in attire, but also because the Shadowraven's legs... were cut off.
To date, the only way to kill this monster, as written in witcher textbooks and passed down through generations, is to dodge its bladed legs and attack its suspended body.
Of course, there are also cases where the Shadowraven is killed in a different way.
Those were top-tier experts who used an exaggerated power difference, like "turning summer into winter to get rid of mosquitoes," to directly destroy the Hidden Blade Spider.
For the vast majority of people, the Shadow Blade Spider's bladed legs are indestructible!
And now, a prospective saintess has severed the blade's foot with a sword!
After a brief pause, "Ah—", the Shadowraven let out a scream like a baby's wail.
The shouts gradually transformed into a man's roar, a woman's scream, an old man's wail, and a wild beast's howl...
These are the sounds made by the creatures that died on the legs of the Hidden Blade Spider before their demise.
The sound traveled along the spider's slender, bamboo-like legs, remaining inside the Hidden Blade Spider's body and becoming its voice.
“…Lan?” Amidst these voices, the elderly nun called out Yang Qinglan hesitantly.
"Buzz!"
Yang Qinglan swung the Emerald Bee Sword diagonally, and the sword emitted a trembling sound like a buzzing bee.
She rushed out.
The Shadowraven's wailing vanished instantly, like a drunkard falling off a cliff. The terrifying silence that had followed was broken by two blade-like legs that sliced through the air at dawn and kicked out.
Yang Qinglan's azure eyes swept across the scene, and in the distance, a foot knife stained with the color of a calf's eye fell to one side.
Losing its balance, the speed and direction of the two foot blades kicked out by the Shadowraven changed.
Yang Qinglan pressed down with her knees and stomped her feet hard, fixing her body in place like a giant ship anchoring.
A powerful force rebounded from the ground, flowing up the body and into the right arm. Driven by this force, the Emerald Bee Sword slashed horizontally from left to right.
A variation of the bow stance thrusting sword technique—the bow stance horizontal slash—is combined with the most basic 'whole-body power' (using the ground to adjust the body's strength).
Clang! Clang!
The two foot knives clashed with the Emerald Bee Sword, as fragile as sugarcane in the hands of a fruit shop owner, snapping in two with a snap.
"Ah—" The Shadow Blade Spider let out another baby-like wail.
It staggered and lowered its body. After losing three of its legs, its slender stilts could no longer maintain their balance.
Yang Qinglan exerted her strength again, her slender legs, encased in golden armor, pushed off the ground and charged forward, her body shooting out like a sharp sword, her Emerald Bee Sword drawing out several streaks of sword light.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
All of the Shadowsword Spider's claws, which had been stained with the color of the calf's eyes, were severed!
Peng!
The Shadowblade Spider collapsed like a building whose first floor had been removed, crashing heavily to the ground.
The dust kicked up dispersed in the air like mist, creating a shockwave.
The Shadowstalker's invisible body turned glass-colored.
Your gaze will still pass through its body and see the things on the other side, but you can now make out their outlines.
"Ah!" Amidst the baby's cries, the Hidden Blade Spider struggled to stand up.
Yang Qinglan, clad in golden holy armor, glanced at it, then slashed with her Emerald Bee Sword, and the chirping stopped.
The Shadow Spider was beheaded.
The next second, the glass-like corpse slowly disappeared.
“When a Shadowblade Spider dies, its corpse becomes completely invisible—some say it disappears, but whichever it is, no one can touch it anymore.” The old Witcher, who was at the head of the group, walked over, sweat beading on his forehead.
He looked at Yang Qinglan with respect.
Yang Qinglan nodded to indicate that she understood, and calmly turned her gaze to the ghostly woman in the black dress on the right side of the path.
All eyes turned to that direction; now only this one monster remained.
"Stay away from the centaur's corpse!" the elderly nun suddenly warned.
Dansi and Endy, who were close to the centaur, quickly jumped away.
A phantom-like figure rose from the centaur corpse.
Li Qianxia, who was terrified of ghosts, gasped. The centaur's ghost roared silently at her, but unlike before, it no longer held the Thunder Axe.
Not only that, the Shadowraven also stood up again, this time not as transparent as glass, but as transparent as a ghost!
The bamboo-like foot knife remained intact, supporting its slender body, and once again stood in front of everyone.
Aside from the undead, the situation is back to square one!
The Witcher gripped his silver sword tightly;
The young nun grabbed the robe of the older nun, who was holding the crucifix pendant on her chest.
The battle is about to break out again.
Yang Qinglan glanced at the "ghosts," then raised her hands behind her head and deftly used the Emerald Bee Sword to tie up her long hair.
A gentle middle parting, with two strands falling on either side of the face, is extremely beautiful.
Adorned with golden armor and a magnificent red cloak, she transforms from a Valkyrie into a gentle and holy knight.
“Xia,” she spread her hands, “cover me, buy me time.”
"I can only do my best..." Li Qianxia pointed her spear diagonally at the ground, blocking in front of her.
Five seconds later, "The Knight of the Bible" appeared in Yang Qinglan's hands.
As soon as the Gospel appeared, the two nuns immediately clasped their hands together at their chests, as if in a gesture of respect, and prayed devoutly:
"I will never leave you or forsake you; I will always be with you."
The Gospels emitted a faint, holy light. Yang Qinglan glanced down at them.
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