Chapter 1277: Weng Fa Luo Si 3.3 (318)

fate / Wei Gong family's meal today.

Gulu… Gulu……

In the Wei Gong family's living room, the hot pot was cheerfully bubbling. In the rich broth, beef, garland chrysanthemum, tofu and other ingredients swirled, and the enticing aroma spread through the room with white steam.

However, not a single person lifted their chopsticks.

"I can't… I really can't……"

Yuan Ban Lin lay on the tatami without any composure, a crimson hue from the base of her ears to the tip of her nose steamed through by the heat, her bangs damp with sweat clinging to her forehead in strips, looking as if she were eating hot pot in a sauna.

It had just rained yesterday in Dong Mu, leaving the weather cool and moist—perfect for hot pot. Moreover, the Train Squad was battling Ai Ge Le, allowing them to witness once more the allies from the Holy Grail War in the New World's final battle; saber, archer and lancer were all excited.

However—

The rising temperature even exceeded the air conditioner's outdoor unit safety limit, causing it to stall in place. Halfway through the hot pot, Yi Li Ya could no longer endure and was about to melt.

Boom—

Almost without warning, thunder rumbled from the sky, and the heavens darkened at a visibly rapid pace, as if someone had reached out to cover the entire sky.

In less than a few dozen seconds, the stifling heat vanished as if everyone had just dreamed a hot nightmare. Yuan Ban Lin's sweat on her forehead hadn't even dried, and the next moment a crisp cold wind blew in through the windows.

A torrential downpour hammered the Wei Gong family's roof with a crackling patter, streaming down in a rush.

"The weather changes so fast," Yuan Ban Lin said, looking up at the sky, where rolling thunderclouds churned, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yuan Ban Lin, the rapid weather shift might not be a good thing; this anomaly itself signals danger," saber said alertly, watching the sky. She had just seen Ai Ge Le get its head knocked crooked by a Xiao Yi Ka; after it flew into the clouds, the weather swung swiftly from one extreme to another.

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"Platform… is falling fast!"

Accompanied by deafening roar, Ai Ge Le's massive body actually dove straight into the elevator shaft, and steadied itself on the rapidly descending platform.

In the narrow vertical shaft, gale winds carried Ai Ge Le's shrill scream, like an enraged beast roaring at everyone. The strong wind blew everyone about, and Bai E barely used Qinshen to support his body, gradually getting used to the platform's weightlessness.

At this moment, Ai Ge Le's form was completely different from its lofty appearance in the sky earlier.

Its once‑flaming pair of wings were now riddled with spider‑web‑like cracks. The two pairs of small wings behind it were completely detached from the main body, linked by crackling lightning.

"Sizzle—"

Electric arcs spread from Ai Ge Le's claws up onto the platform, filling the entire elevator shaft in an instant.

"Um……"

Bai E felt his knees go weak, a fierce tingling numbness racing up his legs as if millions of ants were gnawing his marrow. Not only Bai E, but Xing and Feng Jin also felt a strong paralysis, making even standing a struggle.

"Hold your footing! The elevator shaft is long… kill it before we fall into the golden pool!"

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Demon Slayer.

Boom—!!

A sudden thunderclap erupted without warning over the Chan Wu Shi manor, shaking the entire estate into a slight tremor.

The courtyard trees swayed wildly, leaves rustling "shasha," especially as wind rushed through gaps, sounding as if hundreds were wailing outside the house, sending chills down one's spine.

"After the heat comes lightning..."

Feng Zhu Bu Si Chuan Shi Mi gripped the Sun Wheel Sword at his waist, his gaze fixed on the raging thunder in the sky. If his predictions were wrong, the thunder above might become even more active as Ai Ge Le continuously drove its power. Even a small fraction of that Titan's strength transmitted through the heavens would generate a violent thunderstorm.

"What to do, what to do, what to do, what to do!!"

Gan Lu Si was utterly panicked; after seeing the platform beneath Bai E plummet like a weight, countless bad thoughts surged in her mind. If they fell into the golden pool… not only would the Fire Pursuit Journey be ruined, but the Train's journey would also encounter trouble!

Using the elevator shaft and platform to restrict the opponent! This isn't a contest of strength at all, but an out‑of‑bounds tactic! Ai Ge Le is so despicable!

Gan Lu Si's cheeks puffed with anger.

"So these lightning strikes are Ai Ge Le's real trump card?"

Hu Die Ren couldn't help being curious; aside from the near‑melting heat, how did Sai Nie E Si originally deal with these lightning strikes? Any bolt hitting a person would turn them into charcoal, right?

Just as Hu Die Ren was skeptical, Ai Ge Le in the sky launched another assault.

Its wings fluttered, and the electric light weaving among the feathers was instantly drawn and gathered. This time, instead of millions of fireballs raining down, a sky‑covering thunder net tightened around everyone.

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"Careful—!"

Seeing the thunder net narrow to its limit, it was compressed into a glaring thunderball that shot toward Feng Jin with a "whoosh" sound!

At that critical moment, Bai E's legs surged, and he used Qinshen to block the thunderball; instantly white arcs raced madly over Qinshen's blade, and a flash of light instantly engulfed Bai E's figure!

"Bad!"

Just as Feng Jin and Xing were about to approach Bai E, a dazzling sword aura surged backward from the lightning, slashing toward Ai Ge Le with a force that could fell trees.

"Boom—!"

The blow, heavy and powerful, pushed Ai Ge Le back several steps, accompanied by the echoing shriek in the shaft; the sword aura left a massive wound on its body, exuding thick white smoke.

Ai Ge Le seemed no longer intent on close combat with Bai E; it flapped its wings violently, soaring higher again.

As lightning spread across Ai Ge Le's wings, the already raging thunderclouds above seemed summoned, beginning to spin and gather at a visibly frantic speed.

Purple arcs weaved through the heavy clouds, like a massive beast gathering fury.

"The thunderclouds are gathering…"

Bai E looked up, his face showing no fear. He held Qinshen across his chest and said solemnly to his companions behind him:

"Are you ready to cut the lightning?"