One early morning, as summer transitioned into autumn, it was just as dawn was breaking.
The sky was beginning to lighten with a pale, fish-belly white, and a winding golden line along its edge drew the rising sun, eagerly dispelling the thin mist that should have remained from last night, excitedly wanting to look down and see if today was any better than yesterday.
Unfortunately, no. After yesterday's struggle comes another day of struggle. People who are trying to become better are being utterly devastated by the current predicament.
boom!
Fagar was struck down from the sky by Black Fa's palm, falling into the swarm of corpses like a meteor. Dust immediately rose into the sky, spreading directly to the second floor, and even showing a faint tendency to spread to the third floor.
The skeletons on the ground spontaneously gathered around and formed a circle.
A moment later, the Black Law and the Thracians flew to the front of the corpses.
Blackfa folded its wings, and its toes made a crisp sound as it touched the ground.
The Thracian, as always, floated in the air. Enraged that it had almost been killed by Fagar's combo, it raised its spear and was about to charge into the dust when an arm blocked its way.
[Don't rush, you muscle-bound guy. Let the guys wash the floor first.]
Listen to what the Black Law says!
Even the mighty Thracians had no choice but to lay low and lower their spears.
Don't be discouraged, you'll get your turn to fight later.
Seeing that the Thracians were obedient, Blackfa nodded to himself, turned his head away with relief, and gestured with his chin toward the Terasque caravan behind him.
Terasque immediately understood the Black Law's meaning, lowered his head, and the dark muzzle of the cannon instantly gathered the radiance of ether.
Three, two, one!
boom!
It fired the first shot!
In an instant, all the Ebony with long-range attack capabilities launched an offensive, unleashing Ether bullets and Ether lasers as if they were completely unconcerned about the cost, bombarding the dust.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Explosions rang out one after another, and a piece of land was blasted into the sky in pieces. The dust that followed was even higher than that piece of land, covering an area even larger than before, and spreading outwards uncontrollably, forcing Blackfa to flap its wings to stop the dust from rushing towards it.
As for the other side, Yi Hai, that's none of my business.
【stop! 】
Blackfa finally gave the order, and all the skeletons stopped firing at that moment. They looked at each other, waiting for Blackfa's next instruction.
[Little flower, go inside and take a look.]
After thinking for a while, Blackfa finally decided to let Arauen in.
After all, among the skeletons present, only Arauen had the means to spew gaseous ethereal matter to protect himself, and he had no flesh on his body, so it wouldn't hurt if he died. It was the most suitable thing for him to enter the dust and find the Creator.
Soon, Arauen, which resembled a flower, crawled out from the horde of skeletons on its four legs, took steps, and bravely walked into the dust following the command of the Black Law.
Ten minutes later, Arauen emerged from the dust again, the [core] within the petals flashing with light.
[Couldn't find it?]
Blackfa was taken aback; this answer gave it much to ponder.
Without a second thought, it plunged headfirst into the billowing dust.
[Hey, you all-powerful brutes, come in with me!]
The Thracians obeyed the order and immediately flew in, following the Black Mage inside.
Soon, it saw Blackfa squatting on the ground.
It was squatting in front of a cave entrance large enough for one person to pass through, twirling some dust scorched by ghost fire in its hand, putting a little in its mouth to taste, and thoughtfully saying:
[It really is the power of the Creator... So he discovered an underground space, then punched through the surface and ran towards the underground parking garage?]
Black Fa's eyes widened slightly, and an approving light appeared in them.
The battlefield was located beneath an underground parking lot, something Blackfa knew from the beginning.
It was only by understanding the terrain that it was able to suddenly conjure up an army of skeletons without anyone noticing, and turn the tables and defeat the enemy with superior numbers.
Unexpectedly, Fagar noticed the clue with just one glance, and dug a hole in the opposite direction to the underground parking lot, thus escaping being ganged up on by the skeletons.
[As expected of the Creator... You all-powerful brute, keep up!]
Praise is due, but the Creator still has to be killed.
Otherwise, where would Black Law get the capital to continue becoming stronger?
The higher you go, the more difficult it becomes. It's not easy to find a master who comes to your door, but if the Creator escapes to another place through the spatial rift in the underground garage, that would be terrible.
The emptiness and chaos is a double-edged sword. It's troublesome to go out without carrots, but it's equally troublesome if others want to hunt you down!
Without hesitation, Blackfa immediately led the Thracians into the underground garage.
The first thing you see is a jumble of nearly totaled vehicles piled up haphazardly, and the lights in the emergency exits have long since failed due to a power outage.
The school's underground world was not only eerily quiet, but also so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
Has he already escaped? No, that's not right. The Creator's willpower is far stronger than mine; he won't give up as long as there's even the slightest chance.
Blackfa murmured to himself, glancing around suspiciously.
Its intuition told it that the Creator had not fled, because the etheric activity in the air was too intense.
But it couldn't find the Creator anywhere in sight.
[Buzz, Roar!]
Behind them, the Thracians, some distance away, emitted unintelligible roars.
Blackfa, assuming it agreed with his idea, said without turning its head: "So you think so too, right?"
Although I always thought you were a bit silly, since you also believe that the Creator's character is unparalleled, it means you at least have some basic understanding...
【Um? 】
As if hearing some rustling sound, Blackfa suddenly turned his head away.
But as soon as it turned around, it discovered that the Thracian who had come down with it was gone.
Blackfa frowned and slowly walked towards the spot where the Thracian had just stood.
Slowly, slowly, Blackfa spotted a writhing shadow at a corner.
It is the Creator!
Black Magic's [Creator Detection Radar] still marked the location of the Creator, and he was overjoyed. He took a few steps over and suddenly threw a punch, wanting to give Faga the love from his followers.
[Haha, Creator, surprise!!!]
Bang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out.
Blackfa blinked twice in a daze, then suddenly realized that it had punched a fist made of cars.
It immediately raised its head in a daze and found that the creator it had been longing for was sitting in a tall mecha, with another mechanical arm tightly squeezing the Thracian as if it were squeezing a mouse.
Blackfa's eye twitched, and he gave a dry laugh: "Um... good morning, Creator!"
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