Blasphemy: 13 The Road of No Return

The battlefield where the fierce battle just took place still has traces of magic and fighting spirit. On a piece of red rock, there were still some drops of blood that were not yet dry.

A snow-white, almost transparent hand stretched out, its slender fingers gently picked up the drop of blood, and raised it to his eyes to observe carefully. The crimson color of the blood drops and the bright red eyes complement each other and gradually merge into one.

The perfect mouth opened slightly, as if sighing.

Then, the finger slowly wiped the blood droplets on the lips, adding a touch of sad and melancholy beauty to the pale lips.

After putting on the battle makeup, she raised her slender hand again, bringing up strips of light red gauze to cover the beautiful figure with a bald head and black robe.

The faint red gradually blended into the surrounding sand, and the gorgeous figure also disappeared.

Above the thousands of miles of lead clouds, there is a black night on one side, and a sea of ​​red clouds surrounding the rising sun on the other.

Weina stepped out of the void and stood on the sea of ​​clouds. Opposite her, Fengyue also emerged from the void.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yue's mental fluctuations were wandering, no longer hovering above the sea of ​​clouds.

"Macbeth is here too." Wella replied calmly.

Feng Yue's eyes slowly opened, and the headless angel seemed to emerge from the water, appearing above the silver eyes.

"...Kill him?"

"Of course not..."

Weina's figure suddenly became clear. She raised her head to the sky and seemed to moan softly. A pair of golden cross stars lit up in her pupils.

Wella's whole body began to shine, and traces of golden light shone from her skin. In the blink of an eye, a dazzling new sun appeared above the sea of ​​clouds!

She slowly lowered her head, taking the golden light back into her body bit by bit, and then stared at Feng Yue, her mental fluctuations becoming as erratic as Feng Yue: "Because... Achilles has already arrived."

At the same moment, Feng Yue grabbed her right hand, and the death scythe, which was much larger than her delicate body, was already in her palm, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Suddenly a thin piece of red gauze appeared in the void, floating in the wind, towards Wella.

Weina didn't look back, and the Dragon Soul Gun in her hand drew a circle in the air. Silver flames couldn't help but pour out from the tip of the Dragon Soul Gun, condensing into a silver circle in the air, the purest and flawless circle.

Weina lightly hooked her tail finger on the handle of the Dragon Soul Gun, and the tip of the war gun trembled, lighting up the center of the silver ring. Suddenly, the center of the circle was like boiling water, with countless silver bubbles emerging. These bubbles floated randomly in the sky, and some even passed through the floating red gauze.

It is as if the silver bubbles and the red gauze do not exist in the same space at all. They can pass through each other at will, as if the other is just a shadow. But the red gauze no longer floats towards Wella, and the blisters no longer spread in all directions. They are lingering and lingering, like lovers who never want to be separated.

Weina suddenly moved, and her speed was beyond description. Gregor, who was watching cautiously in the distance, could only see criss-crossing golden light bands above the sea of ​​clouds!

The dragon soul war gun dancing at high speed has also turned into a silver lightning, chasing the faint bright red that appears and disappears in front of it.

"Achilles, come out! Let me see if your appearance has changed." Wella's proud mental fluctuations echoed in the sky.

Right in front of her, the figure of Achilles appeared immediately, with a little bright red on each fingertip of his slender fingers.

Achilles's slender fingers were as delicate as orchids, and he weaved a shower of flowers in front of him, blocking all the attacks from the Dragon Soul War Spear like a gust of wind and rain.

"Audreyh..." Achilles' soft voice contained too much.

Weina suddenly put away her gun and stepped back, looking at Achilles, who was no less beautiful than her, but even more charming, and said calmly: "Achilles, you still can't give up that strange thing that is destined to fail. Aesthetics. You are more beautiful than me in every aspect, but why can you only exist dimly under my light forever? Don’t you want to admit that I am perfect."

Achilles raised his eyebrows slightly, and said softly: "But your perfection has come to an end, Audreyh. You have been divided into two, not to mention, with your current weak body, How do you compare with me? You have to try it to know who wins between my strange aesthetics and your incomplete perfection, right?"

High in the sky, Feng Yue was sitting on a huge death scythe, with a pair of snow-white bare feet swinging in the air. She was condescending, and her silver eyes looked from Achilles' bald head, to the dark eyebrows, to the bright red eyes, to the blood-stained red lips, all the way down, until she saw the pair of slender feet that were also too full to hold. , every bit of it has not been missed.

The toes of Achilles's feet were surrounded by a lively bright red light. Fengyue's silver eyes stared at the two bright red masses, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking.

Weina said nothing more. She slowly raised the Dragon Soul War Gun and pointed it at Achilles. Looking at her struggling, she looked like there were several mountain peaks hanging on a war gun.

The silver gun body of the Dragon Soul War Gun is wrapped with silver light ribbons. If you look closely, you will see that these light ribbons are composed of countless small graphics and symbols. Each light ribbon represents something. a different force.

Achilles raised his hands and weaved pieces of bright red clouds above his head, covering his body.

The dragon soul battle spear pierced the red cloud with indescribable power. Countless surging space gaps instantly tore the entire red cloud apart, but Achilles had disappeared!

Three bright red rays of light suddenly appeared from Wella's chest. She looked down at her chest in astonishment, and then her whole image couldn't help but distort, and finally turned into pieces of light.

It turns out that her vision was just an illusion.

The two angels of light who were born at the same time began their desperate battle.

Although their main battlefield is in this plane, life and death battles also occur in countless other planes at the same time.

The pair of delicate feet swinging in the air suddenly stopped. Feng Yue jumped down from the Death Scythe and reached out to grab it. The huge blade of the Death Scythe was already lying in front of her.

The image of Achilles suddenly appeared in front of Fengyue, and he said softly: "The siege is meaningless to me, don't waste your efforts..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned into bright red again and dodged the Dragon Soul Battle Spear that suddenly stabbed out of the void.

There was a hint of confusion in Feng Yue's eyes. She stretched out the tip of her tongue and gently licked the entire blade of the Death Sickle. The golden blood dripping from the tip of the tongue seemed to be alive, and seeped into the wide blade, coating the dark black blade with a light golden pattern.

Feng Yue's smile suddenly disappeared, replaced by the everlasting coldness.

"Doesn't it make sense?"

She slowly raised the Death Scythe. As her strength increased, the huge blade of the Death Scythe suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light! It spun twice in Feng Yue's hands, and then suddenly fell down, flatly hitting an invisible barrier in front of Feng Yue, arousing dark blue ripples, as if this large space was shattered by Feng Yue's blow. Same.

There was a faint groan in the air, echoing gently, enough to make the young man who heard it return to his dreams a thousand times.

In a bright red light and shadow, Achilles appeared in the air again, but this time he did not gradually become clear as he surfaced, but popped out of the void, looking a little embarrassed.

Wrapped in burning golden flames, Wella stepped out of the void, and the dragon soul spear seemed to be traveling under the water, stabbing towards Achilles silently.

The bright red around Achilles changed from light to strong, and it seemed that he was going to travel to other planes to avoid Wella's attack.

But the space barrier that Achilles regarded as nothing in the past suddenly became extremely hard! As if he had hit a transparent crystal wall, he bounced back with a bang.

Getting this opportunity, the Dragon Soul Battle Spear in Wella's hand suddenly accelerated and penetrated Achilles' waist!

A small red cloud exploded around Achilles' waist. A look of surprise finally appeared on that stunningly beautiful face, as he looked down at the horrific wound on his waist.

Looking through the rip in the black robe, you can only see a red that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved. This life-like red flowed crazily, instantly repairing all the wounds on Achilles' body.

Achilles' bright red eyes that couldn't conceal his surprise finally fell on Feng Yue: "You can actually strengthen the structure of space. It's incredible! You are just a clone of Audreyh, why can you have This kind of power? As far as I know, even the perfect Odaireh never had this ability when he was in heaven..."

Feng Yue suddenly appeared behind Achilles, and the death scythe instantly turned into a black air entwined with golden threads, slashing diagonally across Achilles' body!

Then she said coldly: "You are so annoying."

The red color in Achilles's eyes dimmed, then quickly recovered. He turned to Fengyue and said with a slight smile: "This knife hurts!"

The black robe suddenly split open behind him, revealing a huge half-meter-long wound on the snow-white back muscles under the clothes.

Feng Yue's five fingers danced slowly, and the Death Scythe turned into a ball of black light, whirling on her fingers at an unimaginable speed, emitting bursts of shrill whistles like the wails of resentful souls.

"This knife will let you remember that I am not her clone!"

Dragon roars came from the distant sky. Gregory and Silver Longston received Feng Yue's call and flew from the distant sky to help.

Under the confinement of Fengyue Space, Achilles has temporarily lost the ability to freely enter and exit different planes, so Ston can also join the battle. In this space, no matter which standard is used to measure it, the combat effectiveness of the Silver Dragon cannot be completely ignored.

Gregory kept chanting dragon language magic while gliding in the sky. Needless to say, the source of these dragon language magics was all deceived from Nicholas. After studying day and night, Gregory finally mastered several basic dragon language magics. Of course, it is very knowledgeable to choose which ones to study first, and Gregory will naturally think deeply about them.

With the deep and melodious roar of the sacred dragon, Stone's silver body lit up with a layer of white sacred light. The effect of the dragon's blessing was not comparable to that of low-level human magic blessings.

Immediately afterwards, another layer of faint red light emerged from Ston's body. What would happen if a silver dragon with extremely strong combat power was blessed with Dragon Fury that increased its attack power?

In fact, Gregory had his own considerations. Stan is loyal, brave, and extremely faithful to his oath. He is the best kind of servant at first glance. What's more, compared with the superficial Gregory, his fighting power is not seven or eight times stronger, then there is always four or five times. Furthermore, Ston just sticks to his principles and is somewhat irritable, but he is definitely not stupid.

Gregory already felt that his position was threatened.

Everything must be prepared for a rainy day. From the moment the two masters signed the soul contract with Stone, Gregory began to think seriously.

This sacred dragon has relied on flattery to get by since it was a demon dragon in its previous life; during the life of the bone dragon, in the face of the big issues of life and death, Gregory has practiced flattery to perfection. Now that he has become a sacred dragon, he has not left behind any of his special skills.

But Gregory has always been a dragon who is wary of danger in times of peace. It knows that flattery is necessary, but not omnipotent.

After Gregory blessed Ston with these two auxiliary magics, although Ston's strength greatly increased, the huge silver dragon body shining with the brilliance of magic also became extremely conspicuous. Compared with Ston, the Holy Dragon simply pales in comparison.

Facing an enemy like Achilles, being too conspicuous would never be a good thing.

Although Gregory's own strength is not very good, the two masters he follows are both extremely powerful, so his vision is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary dragons.

Gregory of Wisdom could tell at a glance that Achilles was the kind of enemy that should never be approached. As for the brave and loyal Ston... let him charge first!

Ston was very grateful for the magic that the sacred dragon blessed him with. He let out a dragon roar that resounded throughout the night and rushed towards the distant battle!

Gregory looked at the battlefield in the distance again. There were only countless brilliant colors constantly generated, then dimmed, and replaced by new colors. It was completely impossible to distinguish the two masters from it.

A dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in the colorful battlefield, and for a while, the vast sea of ​​clouds completely turned into a golden ocean! Then an invisible wave quickly spread from the center of the light. The waves contained deadly power, and wherever they passed, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky was immediately destroyed.

Then there was thunder after another!

Before Gregory could react, the vibrating waves gently brushed his body... Several blood flowers suddenly burst out from the side of Gregory's body, and more than a dozen dragon scales flew away from his body. out! Gregory endured the severe pain. He knew that with his power, he could only advance as far as here and could no longer approach the battlefield.

Gregory struggled repeatedly in his heart and finally made a helpless choice between the good and the bad. He chanted a spell quickly, and the divine guardian radiance that could greatly enhance his protective power began to shine on Stone.

This draconic magic was originally prepared by Gregory for himself. Of course, even if he didn't need it, this kind of draconic magic that could save life would never have appeared on Ston. But Gregory couldn't even get close to the battlefield. The only contribution it could make to the two masters was to give Ston some auxiliary magic. Although it really hopes that Ston will die in battle, or at least be seriously injured or something, the victory of the two masters is overwhelming. In order for them to win, Gregory will almost give up everything! Including its little selfishness.

If without his two masters, he could only rely on himself to survive in this plane full of tyrannical beings...Gregory didn't dare to think about it.

After Stan joined, the battle situation immediately changed subtly.

Even if he is as strong as Achilles, he seems unwilling to be touched by the blazing silver dragon flames, and Ston's claws and bites can cause damage to his body. If it were a normal battle, Achilles could escape to another plane just before the attack, and then flash back. His seemingly soft and fragile body is actually very strong. Even if he doesn't dodge and let Stone bite him, the damage the silver dragon can do to him is very limited. But now, he still has to face the attacks of Feng Yue and Wei Na at the same time.

The addition of a small weight is enough to change the balance of a huge scale.

Achilles sighed quietly, and the smile on his brow and mouth disappeared!

The battlefield suddenly lost all background colors, leaving only black and white. Only Achilles, Fengyue and Weena still retain their colors.

Three pairs of wings spread simultaneously...

Weina's wings are white feathers with huge golden feathers sandwiched between them, Feng Yue has a pair of pure white wings, and Achilles has a pair of golden light wings.

At this impossible moment, Achilles raised his left hand, wiped a little blood from his lips, and then flicked his fingers... The blood turned into thousands of straight red lines, penetrating instantly The body of Wella! Behind Wella, there were scattered countless tiny golden blood droplets brought out by red threads. They shone with a flickering golden light, like golden stars in the sky against the black night half of the sky.

When the world returned to color, the Dragon Soul Battle Spear in Wella's hand was already inserted into Achilles's chest. Small groups of dark shadows burst out around the tip of the spear, and countless others Tiny red lightning flashed around the battle gun.

Wella's hand holding the Dragon Soul Battle Gun trembled slightly, but no matter how hard she tried, the Dragon Soul Battle Gun couldn't penetrate any deeper! Her hands gradually relaxed, and the blood on her lips completely faded.

"Odereh, this is the physical difference between you and me..."

Feng Yue quietly appeared behind Achilles, and the Death Scythe flashed four times, passing over his hands and legs respectively, and then the huge blade silently slid across the white and slender jade neck.

A red light curtain emerged from Achilles' bright red pupils, which expanded to a hundred meters in an instant!

Silver fences lit up in the sky, like a cage, blocking the red light curtain. Achilles smiled slightly, and the golden wings of light began to dance behind him. Those silver fences began to twist with the movements of the light wings.

Feng Yue's gray robe couldn't help but fly, and a pair of delicate hands opened towards Achilles, trying their best to support the silver fence in the air and the space structure that trapped Achilles.

However, the next moment, the sky above the sea of ​​clouds has turned into a bright red world!

Gregory, who was hiding far away from the battlefield, only saw two beautiful figures slowly falling in the sky. Above the sea of ​​clouds, between day and night, only the beautiful figure of Achilles stood proudly. Stand!

Although they were far apart, Gregory could still clearly see the red lips. They were lips stained with blood, and they were extremely red.

Achilles looked at Wella's falling body with a smile on his lips, but for some reason, there was a hint of bitterness in the smile.

"Audreyh...I will be back soon. Will I still see you at that time..."

"Sister..."

Silently ~IndoMTL.com~ Achilles’ alluring figure turned into a bright red that filled the sky, and then disappeared.

Feng Yue, who was falling helplessly, suddenly opened her eyes. She stretched out her hand and caught Weina, who seemed to be sleeping. Gregory reacted immediately. He flew to the battlefield at lightning speed and caught Ston who had fallen into a coma.

The vast sea of ​​clouds has disappeared, and the only things that can witness the war just now are the sky in the middle of the night and the endless wilderness of howling wind and sand.

Feng Yue suddenly fell straight down, and instantly stood in front of Macbeth!

Under the gaze of those expressionless silver eyes, Macbeth's body gradually stiffened, and his palms were covered with sweat. The weak nature of the sacred dragon cannot be hidden from Macbeth's eyes. What he needs to face now is just a clone of Audreyh, nothing more.

But the clenched fist never moved out.

Feng Yue snorted lightly, walked past Macbeth, and slowly disappeared into the distance.

A huge shadow passed over the stunned Macbeth, and a sacred dragon grabbed a huge silver dragon, flew through the air, and chased Feng Yue.