Chapter 85: The End of Sin (4k)

Clang!

At the edge of the district, accompanied by a thunderous shattering sound, the magic barrier that was already teetering on the brink of collapse finally burst apart and vanished completely.

"It's broken!"

"Excellent!"

Bai Jingxuan couldn't help but smile, cheering softly with some excitement; Mokou beside her embraced her, celebrating the completion of the mission together.

Tian Sheng, slumped to the side, looked at the dispelled magic barrier; the heart that had been held tight finally seemed to find its resting place and settled. He let out a long sigh, then, with a smile, fainted.

He had held on far too long.

Bai Jingxuan, in her excitement, noticed this scene and immediately opened her mouth, but before she could observe Tian Sheng's condition, she found the district not far away tremble violently, then ignite with fire-like magic.

White magic invaded the district; that blazing white light was like the sun falling to this place, yet it was not scorching, instead making those within feel safe and warm, greatly encouraged.

Contrary to ordinary people, the man in the Withered Beast state felt suppressed. His entire body stiffened; his magic turned cold and stagnant, shrinking back as if encountering a natural enemy.

This was a very abnormal occurrence; however, he, having already transformed into a Withered Beast, due to dulled senses, did not realize this.

He still followed his previous actions, leaping up along his original trajectory, exerting all his strength, and charging toward Lin Xiaolu.

Dodging the white magic permeating the surroundings, this time it was a self-sacrificial attack; its claws aimed straight for Lin Xiaolu's throat, intending to kill her in this single strike.

But this plan failed to achieve merit; when it rushed to within Lin Xiaolu's reach, it noticed those pair of shining white eyes, which had already locked completely onto it.

Lin Xiaolu's heart was filled with rage, yet her mind remained clear.

Regarding this suddenly appearing white magic, she too felt unfamiliar and did not know how to wield it. But with battle at hand, facing the Withered Beast's attack, the most suitable response method inexplicably appeared in her mind.

Her eyes reflected the Withered Beast's fierce and brutal figure, yet what she saw was not merely the Withered Beast before her.

In this instant, she returned once more to that night in the Wetland Park. It was the same Withered Beast wielding claws, the same attack about to reach her throat; it was as if she stood once again before a fatal strike, facing that Withered Beast about to kill her.

She could feel that the cold sensation on the hand holding the wand still existed, thereby allowing her to recall with utmost clarity: the scene where Senior Cuique, facing an enemy far larger than herself, blocked all attacks with nothing but a wand.

"Watch closely, my battle."

These were the words Senior Cuique spoke when she first appeared before her.

For her, that was the starting point of everything. Now, facing a scene identical to that starting point, she felt she could give another answer.

Could she do it? She actually had no definite answer. But she felt she must do it.

Having undergone systematic training, having more combat experience. She was no longer the person she once was.

Thus, facing the attack about to strike her throat, she raised her wand.

Clang!

The wand, steadily and firmly, blocked the Withered Beast's claw strike.

"Roar-ao!"

Feeling anger that its attack had failed, the Withered Beast roared and howled, raised its other claw, and once again smashed straight down toward Lin Xiaolu's head.

Sidestepping, she drew out the wand originally braced under the Withered Beast's claw; Lin Xiaolu turned its direction and slashed it horizontally across the Withered Beast's wrist.

Clang!

The wand once again blocked the Withered Beast's attack.

Her eyes, filled with blazing white magic, gave her vision unparalleled clarity; the powerful magic also reinforced her physical attributes in return, enabling her body, originally only at the Species level, to hold its ground against the Withered Beast's strength.

Her petite frame seemed to contain immense power; amidst the blazing flames, she began the most direct, most primal fight with the Withered Beast.

Eyes wide, Lin Xiaolu seemed to enter a state of selflessness, blocking all attacks amidst a series of collision sounds. And the moment a flaw appeared in the Withered Beast's attack stance, Lin Xiaolu thrust the wand's tip forward; white magic condensed at the wand's tip, and a burning magic beam shot straight through the Withered Beast.

"Gu-ao-ao-ao-ao!"

The magic beam pierced the Withered Beast's upper arm, causing it to shriek.

Severe pain made it furious; it still did not give up, accelerating again, attempting to attack Lin Xiaolu from behind. But Lin Xiaolu, as if by ghostly guidance, braced the wand behind her, perfectly blocking its attack.

This sequence of movements was so fluid, as if another figure existed within it.

"So this is what it feels like to see..."

Lin Xiaolu murmured to herself; her gaze grew heavy again. She drew out the wand, struck the Withered Beast's jaw heavily; white magic surged, and once again a magic beam hit the Withered Beast's shoulder.

"Sss!"

This time, the Withered Beast's entire clawed arm was pierced through and broke off directly.

"Roar-ao-ao-ao-ao!"

And this time, the severe pain finally awakened the Withered Beast's original intelligence, surpassing its instinct of destruction and slaughter, making it realize: it must flee.

Using the Beast's viscera to transform into a Withered Beast came with no small cost; besides reducing lifespan to some degree, during the transformation, the transformer's consciousness would completely bestialize, and intelligence would drop drastically.

This bestialization of consciousness was also a double-edged sword; it could greatly enhance the transformer's instinctual intuition, giving sharper reactions in battle; it would also cause judgment abilities to malfunction, often making it very difficult to judge the strength of friend or foe.

Within the Withered Beast's instincts, there was never any concept of seeking advantage and avoiding harm; only destruction and slaughter existed; unless death truly loomed, it would not realize what danger was.

And at this very moment, facing the fire-like magic, it finally felt a certain most profound fear.

Using this white magic, Lin Xiaolu could easily inflict damage upon it; its originally proud defense was as thin as paper before it.

The purple-black Withered Beast magic curled up, shrinking back, as if resisting any intersection with this white magic; the fear inherent in the power itself finally awakened its reason.

Thus it howled, but taking advantage of the backward momentum after its attack, it suddenly turned; in a few leaps it fled, attempting to escape.

Not expecting the enemy before her to suddenly change direction and choose to flee, Lin Xiaolu, with a stern face, fired several magic beams at its departing trajectory. But to her surprise, even when the magic struck its back, it still failed to stop it.

She frowned, about to gather magic to pursue forward, when she suddenly noticed a mirror had been set up before her at some point.

Turning her head, Lin Xiaolu saw Xia Liang not far away lying on the ground; she opened her eyes slightly and, somewhat disheveled, made a slashing gesture toward her.

"Give it a hard one," she said.

Looking up, Lin Xiaolu discovered that six mirrors had appeared on the path ahead at some point, arranged in a corner-like configuration, linked in a chain, all pointing toward the direction the Withered Beast had fled.

"Starting to hold a grudge now?" she couldn't help but ask.

Xia Liang simply changed to a more comfortable lying position, closed her eyes with a smile: "This is called handling official business."

Thus, the blazing white magic beams erupted against the mirrors set up along the road.

The white beam swiftly struck the nearest mirror, then immediately began transmitting, leaping forward along a series of reflected trajectories at terrifying speed. Finally, the light focused in the distance, shooting straight into the body of the Remnant Beast.

This time, the mana beam pierced its chest without any obstruction.

"Roar—aaaaahhhhh!"

Purple-black mana leaked continuously, and its massive form began to shrink constantly. The Remnant Beast's deep roar transformed into a human howl. The man retrieved his form from within the pitch-black body of the Remnant Beast; beneath the twisted beast head, his original face gradually emerged.

"So it is, so it is..."

As he struggled to run forward, his face filled with pain and struggle, yet for some reason, a hint of excitement appeared: "There is still another Sacrificial Child! So Gong Chu Eleven died like this... This city has actually produced two Sacrificial Children in such a short time!"

After being pierced by the white mana, he felt his life and mana leaking out continuously, but precisely because of this, he made up his mind.

He did not want to die here.

"It is not over yet, it cannot end yet..."

Seeing Lin Xiaolu about to catch up behind him, he finally hardened his expression and, with some reluctance, made a decision. He grabbed the purple-black flesh on his chest and then squeezed it hard.

Boom!

The green pipes covering his entire body burst open, and a large amount of the purple-black blood mist that had been flowing within them exploded outward, forming vast sheets of misty rain that blocked Lin Xiaolu's view and obstructed her line of sight.

This blood mist was born from him damaging the Remnant Beast's organs, triggering the Remnant Beast blood quality and mana within; it contained extremely potent poison and hallucinogenic elements. This was both a trump card to die together with the enemy and a means to continue troubling the enemy after death.

But now, he took a shortcut, not fully triggering it, but using it merely as a smoke bomb.

Using the blood mist to block his own trail, the man's face showed bulging veins, yet he forced himself to remain silent, clutched his chest, and suddenly leaped up.

Behind him, Lin Xiaolu summoned white mana, continuously dispersing the blood mist around her to all sides. She was completely unafraid of the effects of this toxic mist and quickly broke through the fog, but after emerging, the man's figure was no longer in her field of vision.

"Damn it, where did he go!"

She hurriedly looked around searching, but could not see where the man had gone no matter how hard she tried.

And beneath her blind spot, a black figure had already quickly climbed up the side of a nearby building onto the roof, beginning to stumble and jump through the high-rise buildings.

The man's Remnant Beast transformation state was nearly over, like a deflated balloon. The massive body that had originally expanded to four or five meters tall was now only a little over two meters, looking somewhat ridiculous.

However, he paid no attention to his appearance or injuries; his face was ferocious as he leaped and ran wildly toward the outskirts of the district.

"One city, two Sacrificial Children... and another mysterious magic girl. Fang Ting City, this place absolutely holds some other secret."

Calculating in his heart, he muttered to himself: "This is truly a big surprise. I must survive, survive to bring this news out, bring it to 'Moth', and then I can obtain even stronger..."

In the midst of his running, his words suddenly stopped.

Whether it was an illusion or not, from the distant azure sky, he vaguely saw a flash of sapphire blue.

"Blue?"

As if realizing something, his expression began to turn somewhat gloomy.

He recalled the target he had been avoiding throughout this journey, but the Sacrificial Child using white mana was right behind him; he no longer had any possibility of turning his head and fleeing.

Changing direction now to leave via the side was likely too late; judging by his estimated flight speed, in a dozen seconds or so he would collide with that person flying at high speed, and their trajectories would inevitably intersect.

In this brief moment, driven by a strong desire to survive, he began to formulate a new plan. When his gaze swept over the dense crowd below the high-rise building, a sudden idea struck him:

He could find a way to blend in.

The opponent's flight speed was very fast; if they encountered him suddenly, they would likely be unable to use any very strong attack methods for a moment, and would subconsciously choose to defend.

In that case, he could bluff, pretending to clash head-on with the opponent, while actually using a feint attack to distract them, making them subconsciously attack or defend, allowing him to use the momentum to quickly plummet down to the street below.

Once mixed into the crowd, even if chased again, he could use the lives of ordinary people as leverage to bargain with these magic girls.

After calculating in his heart, and during this brief pause in his thinking, the blue light from the distance was already right before his eyes. He immediately steeled his resolve and leaped toward the direction of the light.

Almost the instant he leaped, he first fired several purple-black mana bullets upward, then suddenly changed direction and began to plummet downward.

Facing the suddenly appearing attack, the opponent would have to defend at least once, and he would take this opportunity to create a time gap; afterwards, there would be a chance...

Boom!

His thoughts stopped right there.

Because the blue light, like a comet, pierced straight through his body; the sapphire-blue mana trajectory directly penetrated his body, carrying incomparably intense destructive power, enveloping his entire person within the mana light.

The man, or rather the body of the Remnant Beast, was instantly torn in two.

The severed body rotated in the air; the last thing the man saw in his vision was that blue figure, and the only two words that floated up in his mind were filled with confusion.

Leaf Class?

Then, his consciousness completely returned to silence.

After piercing the man in the air, that blue comet suddenly stopped in mid-air. A petite blue-haired girl emerged from the mana flow, subconsciously holding her forehead, then disdainfully flicked her wand.

After flicking off the Remnant Beast bloodstains clinging to it, she turned her head and clicked her tongue, saying:

"Tsk, disgusting bug."

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(End of this chapter)