Chapter 1148: You are gambling with your life

You are gambling with your life.

Mo Shu was decisive; he was not distracted by Chen Shu's appearance, continuing to press forward and squeeze the living space of Ji Yue.

While extinguishing Ji Yue's counterattacks, he mocked from a position of superiority:

"How do you know it won't be you?"

Ji Yue spat out blood but still laughed loudly:

"Because I am not an inferior horse!

Every mouthful of blood a 【War】 believer spits is not in vain. You think you can kill me by continuously extinguishing my vitality?

But you forgot...

How to seek survival?

Only blood! And fire!!"

As soon as the words fell, endless flames roared up, spreading along the blood Ji Yue dripped. The scorching tongues of fire swallowed Mo Shu directly, the towering fire like a rising sun, dispelling the night of Redicor for a moment.

For a time, the night was like day!

Under the explosion of flames with such momentum, Mo Shu only had a few strands of hair singed. He pulled away from Ji Yue with a gloomy face, never having imagined that the means used to defend against Cheng Shi's thunder would actually be used here.

However, he did not care, because he could see that Ji Yue was at the end of her rope. This Purgatory Bishop was indeed powerful; if both sides set up their stances to fight again, he might need to spend more time and means to resolve the opponent.

But time would not come again; the opponent was already severely injured. Once the momentum of this fire roared past, there would be no other ending for the Purgatory Bishop than being annihilated.

So Mo Shu avoided the sharp edge for now, not in a hurry to pursue further.

But time would not stop for anyone, at least not for him. Just as this fire of scorching the world brightened the night, Chen Shu had already flashed to the front of Zhao Xishi. Looking at the shock and anger shrunk into a ball in her eyes and the firelight reflected in her pupils, Chen Shu threw a punch, shaking his head in denial:

"Your eyes are not worthy of fire."

"Boom—"

The powerful and heavy punch directly smashed Zhao Xishi's head, but the scene of flesh and blood splashing imagined did not happen. Zhao Xishi's body collapsed with a bang, turning into dots of azure fragments, disappearing into the light illuminated by the flames.

Chen Shu landed and stopped his force, eyes wide.

"Reflection of Departure!?"

"Heh, the Bishop is right. There will always be an inferior horse that dies first, but who do you guess it will be?"

Zhao Xishi reappeared on the roof by the street. She stood with her arms crossed, scanning the battlefield under her feet playfully against the moonlight, and reached out to Ji Yue who was coughing blood continuously.

Dense and countless strands of azure silk shot out instantly, inserting into Ji Yue's skull like hair. Even though Ji Yue "drew fire to burn herself," she still could not burn off these external objects.

Seeing Ji Yue struggling on the verge of death, it was Zhao Xishi's turn to sneer.

"It's useless. Although this is a quasi-artifact, its effect is comparable to a relic of a secondary god.

This was originally prepared for a Fate Weaver. Using it on you can be considered looking up to you!

Now tell me, who exactly is the inferior horse?"

Saying this, Zhao Xishi retracted her hand and tore the silk threads. Endless broken threads returned to Ji Yue's body like parasitic worms.

Seeing his companion about to lose her life here, Chen Shu was neither sad nor angry. He just restrained all expressions in a second, raised a fist with a solemn expression, and smashed it fiercely toward the ground, while shouting in a deep voice:

"All things return to silence, the universe... no sound!"

"Hum—"

Following a wave of sound that made the heart tremble spreading out, everything around stagnated.

Ji Yue's struggle, Mo Shu's approach, the wild dance of flames, the twisting of silk threads—all that the eyes saw and ears heard, sound and form were all silent!

And it was taking advantage of this gap almost equivalent to the descent of 【Silence】 that Chen Shu kicked off the ground, tore off the azure silk threads not yet entered into Ji Yue's body, and carried her horizontally, disappearing from this battlefield of failure in the blink of an eye.

A moment later, "Silence" left, and this place became lively again. But the flames had extinguished, the light was no longer there, and the endless night rolled back again.

Mo Shu looked at the direction the two fled but did not pursue. Instead, he jumped lightly onto the roof, stood beside Zhao Xishi, and frowned:

"You are gambling with your life.

If Chen Shu had not saved someone but chose to kill you, you would be dead."

Despite his palms being sweaty, Zhao Xishi still curled her lips and hummed with a laugh:

"But I bet correctly, didn't I?

History is like a mirror, observing it to judge people.

The Chen Shu I know, although annoying, has never once abandoned a companion.

Very counterintuitive, isn't it?

But this is the fact. Even if his companions are few, even if everyone refuses his approach, he has always been like this.

Of course, there is a prerequisite: it must be that he has taken a fancy to you, not that you have taken a fancy to him."

Mo Shu was slightly stunned after hearing this, then nodded.

Zhao Xishi glanced at him from the corner of her eye and sneered:

"You don't think this is some merit worth praising, do you?

This is stupid, naked stupidity!

In this world, all sincerity is a burden; it will only drag you into the abyss."

"Heh."

Mo Shu responded with a cold eye, always feeling that the sincerity in the other's mouth should actually be "Zhen Xin."

Zhao Xishi did not notice Mo Shu's subtle change in expression. She continued:

"Unfortunately, his sincerity will eventually become the sharp weapon that kills himself.

Wait, he will not give up on treatment; he will go find a Fate Weaver. And the moment the Fate Weaver saves the Purgatory Bishop, they will have dug their own graves with their own hands. The regained memory will let the flames of 【War】 help us burn away all the enemy's defenses."

Chen Shu carried Ji Yue and rushed forward fiercely. Seeing more and more blood Ji Yue coughed up, he darkened his face and took out all the potions in his portable space, pouring them into Ji Yue's mouth bottle after bottle.

But there was too much 【Annihilation】 power in Ji Yue's body; even he himself could not withstand it, let alone a mage?

And besides these 【Annihilation】 powers, those silk threads in Ji Yue's brain were the key. They were like bottomless pits, greedily sucking the healing power from the outside world, twisting and scurrying crazily in her brain.

Ji Yue was dizzy and unable to rise again. She struggled to pat Chen Shu's arm, giving the other a look to slow down.

Her body could no longer withstand such violent jolting.

Chen Shu's eyes darkened, no longer having the previous chatter. He turned into a small alley, broke into a random civilian house, knocked out the sleeping owner, and placed Ji Yue on the bed carefully.

He poured the last bottle of potion for the other and said in a deep voice: "I'll go find my brother-in-law. He is a priest; he must have a way."

Saying this, he turned and left.

Ji Yue tried her best to pull one of his fingers, turned her head to cough up a mouthful of blood, and smiled with a pale face:

"You shouldn't have saved me... cough cough... the opportunity of war is fleeting; you should have taken the opportunity to kill Zhao Xishi."

Chen Shu paused, turned to look at Ji Yue, and shook his head:

"Then you would die."

Ji Yue laughed out loud:

"Cough cough cough... no one will not die, but as long as my death has meaning, I can die."

"What meaning?

Just to kill a historian that even Zhen Yi doesn't look up to?"

Chen Shu seemed a bit angry. He pointed at the direction Zhao Xishi had been and cursed loudly, "She is not worthy!"

Ji Yue smiled. For the first time, she felt that this 【Silence】 believer called the second unluckiest was actually a bit cute.

"No wonder Qin Xin would recruit you.

He really has a good eye for people...

But it's a pity, another City Defender. That guy Fang Shiqing has good fortune."

Chen Shu patted Ji Yue's hand and said: "Stop talking, I'll go find him, it's still in time."

"It's too late...

I know my own body. The infection of the ancient battlefield already made my body run at high load all year round, plus this majestic 【Annihilation】 power, and the 【Memory】 silk threads of unknown means..."

"Don't say..."

"Let me say, let me finish.

【War】 believers are not brainless, and City Builders are not impulsive.

I didn't do all this for a moment of bravery; I just wanted to make the Fate Weaver, that solution of the Fire-Spreader you mentioned, closer to the Fire-Spreader.

Mo Shu is too hard to kill; killing Zhao Xishi was a good opportunity, what a pity...

I know that using emotions to kidnap individuals is not bright, but for a greater light, I am willing to bear the temporary darkness.

City Builders never fear death; we only fear dying without meaning. If I can exchange my death for the advancement of the God-Making Project... then I can be considered worthy of the countless City Builder predecessors hanging on that wall...

Cough cough, Chen Shu, for the sake of being fellow Fire-Spreaders, promise me one thing.

Burn my corpse and let me return to the embrace of the flames.

I don't know what means the historian planted in me, but I don't want to be an enemy with you after I die...

Why are you crying... cough cough... promise me, okay?"

"..."

At this time, Chen Shu no longer had the appearance of the second unluckiest. He clenched his fists, veins bulging, enduring the anger and sorrow, took a step forward, stepped on his own tears, held Ji Yue's hand tightly, and nodded fiercely.

"I... promise you."

As soon as the words fell, the door behind was kicked open violently. Before the figure could be seen, an extremely rich healing spell slapped on the heads of the two like a big wave.

At the same time, a sneer sounded outside the house.

"Chi—

I don't agree.

No priest will tolerate a teammate dying in front of him.

Want to die, have you asked me?" ===== CHAPTER 1149 =====