Indeed, some things can be tampered with. But in this chaotic and diffuse cursed force field, it takes time to activate it.
And the thing she just grabbed, she was sure who it belonged to, because she knew exactly what its size and feel were.
Yes - this is not the first time she has caught someone!!!
She didn't shoot after all.
In just a few seconds of hesitation, the light approached rapidly and finally covered a large open space under the altar.
Suddenly, the scene in front of Xia Yibing and Dai Lunte returned to normal.
They felt warm under the light, and their eyes became bright again. They raised their heads and were surprised to see an endless sea of insects rapidly retreating under the light.
They now seemed to be wrapped in a bubble formed by fire, and everything around them was a sea of worm monsters.
Hitzfeld had no time to greet the knights who came to support her. She noticed that they were very close to the statue and immediately reminded them: "Take the sword down and give it to Jonah - what are you doing?"
The second half of the sentence was directed at Xia Yibing.
The woman was still immersed in some emotion and had not come to her senses. Following her dull gaze, Hitzfeld found that her hand had not moved away.
“Sorry…I’m sorry!”
Stared at by her murderous gaze, Xia Yibing's body trembled and she let go instantly.
"Get the sword down and give it to Jonah? Is that all?"
"……right!"
Without saying anything more, he glanced at Darent, and saw that the wooden man had come under the statue and was kneeling in the position of dragging a mat.
Xia Yibing rushed forward, stepped on Darent's raised hand, used the force to leap on the statue, and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword.
Then she got stuck.
This sword... was stuck so tightly inside that she couldn't pull it out no matter how hard she tried.
[Don't touch it!]
The giant insect slammed into the statue, causing her feet to slip and her entire body to hang in the air.
[Am I too kind to you...]
She felt the other person's shadow looming over her.
[I have been thinking about my relationship with him, so I have never dealt with you personally. This is how you repay me...]
A fishy wind blew.
Xia Yibing made a prompt decision, pulled out the long Xia knife with his other hand, aimed at the connection between the long sword and the evil god's flesh and blood, and swung it vigorously -
Click!
The crystallized sword blade was torn apart, and she landed steadily on the ground with half of the sword. She was worried: I don’t know if this can be considered as fulfilling the requirement...
"Give it to Jonna!"
The girl continued to urge her, then turned back to stare at the confused Jonah.
"Just take it and chop—"
"Cut everything you find ugly!"
Chapter 96: Healing Sword 2
Forcing the hilt of the sword into Qiao Na's hand, Xia Yibing pouted and looked at her with a little fear.
She reacted quickly too. After all, she was the first person to guess the function and effect of the Nature Orb, and had already understood Hitzfeld's general intentions during this period of time.
The functions of the Nature Orb are "life" and "healing" - this has been confirmed in all aspects.
So, would it be possible for an individual who possessed the power of the orb of nature to wield the Sword of Ahoyin to produce some special effects? Would this effect work on these crazy believers and monsters? Xia Yibing could only think in this direction at the moment.
After all, whether it is the red soil, the red soil worms, or the crawlers and emperor worms that joined later, the root of the birth of all these elements is the Eye of the Evil God.
It was the remains of the evil god that contaminated them. If she had to discuss an explanation, she felt that it was not a bad idea to regard the cognitive tampering method and phenomenon of "anorenia" as a disease.
So if it’s a disease…will the power of healing be useful?
She wasn't sure, really not.
Because Jodin and Jola have already proved with actual results that holding the natural orb is not very effective in resisting aesthesia.
The Nature Orb is already a very powerful artifact. Judging from various descriptions, it is much more powerful than the Sword of Ahoin, which can only absorb corrupted blood.
Jodin Frentes once owned these two artifacts, but he eventually fell into a state of madness and torture. Now Hitzfeld is putting his hopes on them again, even though only half of the natural orb is left...
Xia Yibing had no idea what she was thinking, but she wasn't particularly optimistic and had already prepared herself mentally.
Did Aisuen miss something...
It is also possible... She has to deal with Pun and his people these days and collect all kinds of intelligence information, and she also found a group of people from the Awakening Alliance... Her energy is limited, so it is understandable that she would be negligent.
She was indeed a little disappointed, but how should she put it... After all, she would eventually have to face failure and death, and it was not something she had not thought about before. Rather than feeling mostly sad and angry, she felt more fortunate that she could die with the one she truly loved.
So even if you fail, try not to blame Aisuen.
She was already very tired, and she had done well enough. Compared to her who had been trying to find a way out, I, who should have more experience, was not able to show much effect. She didn't let anyone down, it was me who failed to protect her...
Although she thought of a lot of things, in reality, only a second had passed. The next moment, Xia Yibing's eyes suddenly glared - Hitzfeld rushed directly to Jonah, reached out to touch the sword of Ahoyin, and poked and pounded with his fingers for no reason, as if something had been broken!
what is that?
She stared blankly at the place where the girl's finger was pressing, and found that it was the center of the hilt - a node similar to a cross intersection.
If I remember correctly, there was a groove that went all the way through the sword, and she crushed the emerald in the groove that extended all the way to the back half of the blade!
No, is this thing so easy to break?
She didn't figure it out, but the next moment she suddenly remembered how she brought the sword down.
Given the toughness of the artifact, she didn't really expect to be able to cut it before she swung the knife. But the actual effect was unexpectedly good, and she felt as if what she was cutting was not steel at all, but a cluster of fragile ice.
Is this the effect of contamination?
The emerald in the middle of the hilt was also contaminated and infiltrated by the evil god's blood that spread from the blade, so it can't play a practical role?
Was it because of this Saint Jodin that he went mad? Was it possible that he had no chance of combining the two artifacts? Was Esun right?
It seems to be true... because the effect of doing this is very obvious. After the gem was crushed, the entire sword no longer emitted red light.
But she soon realized a new problem: the girl had gotten rid of the contaminated gem, so what was she going to use to replace it?
She just started thinking this, and then she saw - clusters of sky-blue air currents spread out from Jonah's body, spontaneously gathering in the groove of the Sword of Ahoyin and forming a ball.
The whole sword began to tremble slightly, and Joanna had to use both hands to hold it tightly.
She swung the sword tentatively at the air, and the others could vaguely see sky blue air currents emerging from the sword. These air currents spread from the hilt to the top of the broken blade, and actually extended there again, vaguely filling in the missing part.
But the effect doesn't seem to be very good.
It only lasted for less than a second before going out again, and the entire sword completely lost its luster.
"Hitzfeld!!!" Frick approached here quickly. He had already lifted his visor and looked at Jonah. His gaze finally fell on the face of the gray-haired girl.
They have come as agreed.
What to do next?
She wouldn't have any other ideas and was just planning to let everyone die there, right?
It was not known whether it was due to the airflow created by the sea of insects or because there was not much powder left, but as soon as he finished speaking, the tattered lantern in his hand went out.
The light that could cover them and help them dispel evil was no longer there. The scene in front of Frick and Smail suddenly changed - they were also affected by the loss of sense.
But this is not the main threat.
If a bubble falls into the deep sea and suddenly disappears, what will happen to the surrounding sea water?
Crazy believers, surging sea of insects... and giant insects howling and screaming crazily. Before the knights at the end could come to their senses, this wave suddenly pounced on them and swallowed them up.
One person, two people... The casualties of the team were skyrocketing. Although Frick was trapped in darkness, he knew what was happening behind him without even looking. He had no choice but to separate and grab his fingers forward, shouting the names of his companions.
Smail wanted to do the same, but the intuition he developed over the years in life-and-death crises made him pause and turn his head slowly behind him.
A shadow rose from the darkness.
Its hue seemed darker than darkness itself, almost absorbing his gaze, forcing him to stare at it without wavering.
His eyes followed the narrow and strong torso all the way up, and suddenly he found a thin crack emerging from the darkness.
Those are... eyes.
A huge blood-red single eye... was embedded tightly on the giant insect's head.
The red light appeared again.
This time the source was the entire giant eye. From the moment it opened, it continued to spurt out rotten blood.
The giant worm was twisting and wriggling.
The single eye above its head opened and closed. Every time it closed its eyes, the entire space would fall into pitch-black darkness; only when it opened its eyes briefly could it release red light, briefly projecting its dancing demonic shadow.
Smail felt like he was suffocating.
There was a flash of red light, and he saw a giant insect dancing alone in the darkness.
The red light flashed again, and there were more than a dozen dancing giant insects.
When the red light flashed for the third time, he saw the corrupt blood and tears sprinkled on the believers and the sea of insects. He saw parts of them begin to deform and the black shadows were quickly merging.
The unimaginable pressure almost turned into substance and crushed him. Facing the terrifying force that tore apart reality, he trembled violently, his body and mind filled with great fear.
"Hold the sword tight—and hold me tight!"
At this moment, Joanna, who had been in a daze and had no idea what to do, suddenly felt someone sticking closely to her.
Her sword-holding hand was tightly wrapped by her other hand, and in the flickering red light she could see the determined face of Ashun Hitzfeld—she saw that she was holding the blade with her left hand and seemed to be sliding it outward with force.
Illusion?
It seems that I smell a stronger smell of blood...
"If plan 1 fails, plan 2 will also fail..."
She heard the other person cursing under his breath.
"Rubbish garbage..."
"If your mother is really her daughter, then you should at least give me some reaction?"
hum-
The red light flashed again.
With the help of this brief illumination, Jonah saw Hitzfeld, who was half bent over, with her left hand placed on the hilt of the sword, allowing some liquid to flow into the groove.
Inexplicably, Jonah remembered another picture.
He was also a man who had gone deep into the red soil. Before he died, he took out a few thick pipes tied together from his arms, lit a match and moved close to it... His movements and expressions at that time were exactly the same as those of the gray-haired girl.
They are all so determined... and crazy!
“……” She suddenly had an ominous premonition.
But it was too late.
The sky-blue light and the flaming orange light exploded in front of her eyes at the same time. The two rays of light quickly merged and overlapped with each other, surrounding the entire sword body from the groove and rushing out from its broken top!
"Ah! Ahh!"
Joanna couldn't react at all. She screamed and was pushed back by the force of the jet.
"Hold on!" Hitzfeld growled again.
"Cut it!"
“Ah? Aa ...
The two of them grabbed the hilt of the sword together, and they swung it - the flames gushing out from the broken edge of the sword continued to extend in the process, from three meters to ten meters... and from ten meters to a hundred meters... and finally formed a holy flame of creation, which swept across the head of the giant insect!
"what--"
A sharp scream came from the front.
"not enough!"
