Chapter 3195: Extreme Rescue

Xia De searched along the coast following the traces of the battle, and before long, he saw the traces of the battle extending all the way into the sea. He jumped up and flew up as well, flying toward the sea in the sparkling waves under the moonlight, but at this time "She" suddenly reminded softly:

【Below, in the sand.】

Xia De stepped on the seawater and landed, bent down to search in the sand, and very easily found a purple crystal pendant. This pendant was purchased by Miss Reinhardt from Bella. Although it was Bella's practice work, this pendant could definitely be called an extremely strong blessing item.

It was just that all the purple crystals on the pendant had cracks at this time, the purple color flowing in the crystals disappeared, and this pendant had lost its effect.

Xia De frowned slightly. Although he didn't get too involved in the field of diviners because of personal energy and talent, he also knew some basic knowledge after getting along with Luweiya for so long. The pendant becoming like this probably meant it helped Miss Reinhardt block an attack of malice from fate.

"But in this way, what did she encounter? First, it was the polluted snowy mountain, then the disordered relic and the monster using ice power, and now even fate has come."

He put away the broken pendant and continued to chase, but the seawater and tides had swallowed most of the traces of the battle, making searching for the witch's traces on the sea surface much more difficult than on the beach. But fortunately, he soon found a series of sparkling high-grade gems scattered in the near-shore position. This was probably the direction beacon left by that witch.

So Xia De picked up those gems while flying. Not long after flying out of the coastline, his trajectory drew an arc, letting him return to the coast again.

The traces of the battle moved all the way to the inner side of the coastline. Xia De held a small bag full of gems in his right hand and held the pendant that was faintly hot on his chest in his left hand, looking forward along the direction, only seeing the towering sea cliff protruding from the sea level in the darkness not far away.

Although the naked eye couldn't see the light when the witch was fighting, that must be because of the obstruction of the illusion. Xia De's perception had already captured the violent fluctuations of spirits and elements. Claire Reinhardt hadn't lost yet, and the battle was still continuing.

It was just that contrary to Xia De's view, the Great Witch of the Sun thought she was about to lose.

The third month hung high in the sky, and the towering and majestic snowy mountain stood quietly in the night. The night wind blew through the witch's platinum-blonde hair. At this moment, she had been forced to the edge of the sea cliff, and even without looking in the mirror, she knew her face must look very bad. Frost was on the left eyebrow, and the right half of her face looked like it was going to catch fire.

The extreme cold that made the heart empty had already covered the surface of the entire sea cliff with frost. This degree of cold wasn't just extreme temperature, it was a more terrifying power. She had no mind to think about what the other party was at this moment, and the Spirit that was close to losing control in her body had already made her consciousness become blurred:

"But how did all this happen?"

The explosion occurred on the snowy mountain at ten o'clock at night, and then she took four followers up the mountain to investigate the situation. Because there were no clues, she let herself connect to the snowy mountain to perceive the changes in spirits. Fighting with the snow army composed of traces and black ice, she defeated them and arrived at the mountain cave, but inexplicably was polluted instead when she found the source of the cave.

That pollution wasn't serious at first, and she took her followers into the interior of the cave to track the source, but she encountered a weird ice sculpture in the interior of the cave that restrained her solar power.

The pollution of the snowy mountain was probably the snowy mountain's own problem, but the weird ice sculpture deep in the cave was definitely not a product of the snowy mountain, and definitely not a product of the Fatu Monster Island itself. Originally she had the upper hand, but she was knocked away by the ice sculpture in order to rescue her followers, and only then did she realize that it was a relic that could just happen to affect her.

Four followers didn't know the situation now, and even she herself had been forced to a dead end at this moment. The gems originally carried on her body could have given her a chance for an absolute counterattack, but when fighting in the sea just now, a large hole appeared in the pocket containing the gems, so the gems she carried all fell into the sea without her knowing.

Under normal conditions, even if she encountered this kind of monster of unknown origin, she, as an Eleventh-tier Great Witch of the Sun, couldn't have been forced to the current situation. Even if it wasn't night but day, the situation wouldn't have become like this.

It seemed that since going up the mountain, every decision she made symbolized the worst luck. And so many "misfortunes" accumulated, and only then did they become the current situation:

"So why is this? Is my luck really so bad?"

Because of excessive consumption of Spirit, even the pale gold of her eyes was turning toward pure gold. The golden sun shield's light became weaker and weaker under the pressure of the ice sculpture's cold, and the witch also continued to retreat in this process, until she truly arrived at the edge of the sea cliff.

Below were the sounds of seawater hitting the reefs. Jumping down from here wouldn't pose a threat to an Eleventh-tier Great Witch. But once she entered the water combat environment, Claire Reinhardt knew she would lose faster:

"I don't know if the Speaker noticed that my situation is wrong... You must stay up late to read tonight."

The last two gems hidden in her sleeves were slid into her palms. The blood-red ruby shattered first, so the golden shield set up in front continued to be maintained barely.

And that indigo sapphire, Claire Reinhardt really didn't want to use it. That was the teacher's relic, and it was the first and last gem made by the teacher when she and the previous Great Witch of the Sun jointly developed "Gem Technology." This gem could allow her to break the rules and use the standard Twelfth-tier "Sunlight Spear," which would probably give her a chance to escape, but...

The pressure received by the left hand supporting the shield suddenly lightened. That ice sculpture suddenly gave up moving forward. The witch was surprised and wanted to know what the other party wanted to do, and then she heard a loud boom~, and then the edge of the sea cliff cracked directly:

"So that's how it is..."

She clutched that sapphire and fell toward the dark sea below together with the broken stones and mud.

Her hair scattered in the rapid fall. Looking up, what she saw first wasn't the starry sky and moon of her hometown, but that ice sculpture turned into a frost mist and chased down rapidly, and changed back to a solid body five meters above her—there was a possibility of being counterattacked by the witch if it was closer.

An ice spear appeared in the hand of that ice sculpture, and then stabbed accurately toward the precise position of her heart.

Claire Reinhardt thought of many things at this moment. She said sorry to her teacher in her heart and was about to crush that sapphire, but she didn't expect her left hand to be stiff because of excessive spellcasting, so that sapphire actually slipped out:

"Can it be even more unlucky tonight?"

The ice spear had already arrived in front of her, and the cold even stimulated her heart through the air. At the moment of life and death, the witch was completely at the end of her rope, but no one noticed that the snowy mountain actually began to glow slightly under the moonlight, as if it was preparing for something. But immediately the strange light scattered on the snowy mountain disappeared, because—

"Roar!"

Xia De's figure appeared out of thin air directly above the falling witch. He blocked his back in front of the witch, looked up, and issued a dragon roar toward the sky—

"Dragon Language Spell · Light Sword."

The sunlight greatsword was pulled out by Xia De from that brilliant orange-red sunset, but unlike the sunlight greatsword with dazzling gold during the day. At this moment, the sunset color emitted by the greatsword body was closer to the interweaving of gold and red, and even because the third month and the starry sky had already appeared at the top, there were silver-blue stars on the orange-red sword body of the "sunlight greatsword."

Xia De had never used this state of "sunlight greatsword," or it could be called "sunset greatsword." His spell - 【Dragon Roar】 recorded the dragon language spell of just

Xia De's left hand was placed on her back, helping her guide the restless spirit within her body, while his right hand gripped the broken ice spear in front of his chest. His mouth was twitching slightly due to the pain, and Claire Lei Lei Jiede, whose heart was still beating violently, finally saw that the tip of the ice spear had already pierced into the position of Xia De's heart:

"You..."

An indescribable panic surged into her heart. She wanted to reach out, but Xia De just frowned, pulled out the solid ice directly, and threw it aside.

A clattering sound rang out on the sea cliff, and the frost lingering on his chest had not yet dissipated. Although this frost and the chaotic elements made his chest very painful, the injury caused at the heart position was completely negligible.

The miracle 【Heart of Stone】 made Xia De's heart no longer a fatal location, and the temperature of the First Flame was melting away that chilling cold.

The witch reached out to check his wound, but upon pushing aside his clothes, she saw that although a hole had appeared in the skin of his left chest, no blood was flowing. As the white frost around the wound quickly receded, the wound itself was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She realized what she had done, and her ears turned red immediately. But then she saw that, centered on the injury, after the frost receded, fire-red cracks on Xia De's skin were gradually spreading across his entire body. The scorching flames even made the Great Witch of the Sun feel a burning sensation; it was a different kind of fire than the sun's, the temperature of his own soul.

"I'm fine. It was your student who sent someone to find me to help."

Xia De carefully placed Miss Lei Lei Jiede, who for some reason had been groping around earlier, onto the ground. Her condition was still a bit poor, but now was not the time for full treatment.

After speaking, he stood up with his front open and looked at the ice-sculpted humanoid whose body had been shattered by moonfire just a moment ago, but which had now recovered as if nothing had happened.

The cold night wind caused the crimson flames radiating from his entire body to trail backward, and fine cracks covered his skin and clothes. The sparks falling from his hem and hair tips looked like scattered fireflies under the moonlight, yet also like a bonfire burning to its limit, displaying its own violence.

In a trance, the witch actually understood the difference between this flame and the sun's radiance; this was a flame that would burn continuously until it incinerated the entire world, the most ancient and primitive wisp of flame:

"Hmm... have I seen this kind of flame before?"

(End of chapter)