bdsm-fiction Page 446
Page 446
Alfia suffered an unprecedentedly severe abdominal injury and was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
In this battle of swords, the ultimate victor is the princess of swords.
"It's wonderful."
Chardo was full of admiration.
At the same time, their gaze turned to the end of the cave.
"It has come to this."
"You can't hold back any longer, can you?"
"The root of blessing, the hatred of birth, the original sin that devours half my body..."
Amidst the ruins, shadows spread rapidly, like clouds obscuring the sky.
The distance is sufficient, and the time is sufficient.
The gray-haired woman was in a sorry state, but her aura surged dramatically.
She lowered her eyes and murmured, reciting a prayer of extinction with the utmost devotion.
……again.
That's it for 39! Even if it means getting anal sex, we'll win!
Fight to the death!
Beyond the realm of intensity, both women showcased their limits.
Even though Alfia has laid a series of interconnected traps, Ais will still emerge victorious on the path of the sword!
With her eyes injured and on the verge of death, her momentum greatly diminished in that situation, but the swordplay in her hand became even more refined.
Without needing to look, with this innate wind spirit, one seems to understand the world.
With a strike that seemed to shatter a screen, Ais reversed the situation, pulling Alfia into a vortex of gale-force winds and completely tearing apart her defenses.
However, even such a stunning move could not end the duel.
Instead, it ignited it to an even more terrifying level.
[The root of blessing, the hatred of birth, the original sin that devours half my body.]
An extremely ominous, extremely chilling, extremely terrifying voice rang out from the ruins that should have buried the witch.
Ais's ears perked up sharply at "770," and her heart pounded even harder.
She had only heard this melody and rhythm once.
Once is enough to leave an unforgettable impression.
Is it finally here?
True destructive magic! True "silence"!
Unable to win in the "closest" area, Alfia did not hesitate to unleash the "farthest".
This was a battle that tested all her potential, and she would never be satisfied without resorting to this last resort.
It was because of this attack that Alfia had the space to unleash its full potential!
Because of the injuries she inflicted on Ais, the Sword Maiden could no longer recklessly pursue her!
Even though the excruciating abdominal pain nearly broke her slender waist, and her throat was on the verge of bursting blood, she was still in agony.
Alfia still wore an incredibly joyful, almost wicked smile!
[Unblemished, unpurified, unredeemed, the sound that echoes through the heavens is my sin.]
[The trumpet of the gods, the harp of the elves, the melody of light—these are the marks of sin, my destiny, loved by the man-made world—]
The overwhelming shadows, like ocean tides and dark clouds, stretched outwards with an aura of disrupting space.
A massive flow of magic, large enough to leave all the mages in the world speechless, is sweeping and converging!
"It really is... a monster."
Chardo frowned as he watched the energy rapidly occupying half of the massive, crumbling cavern.
These two women have probably already transcended the limitations that ordinary people should have.
Although they had all received guidance from the god (Eugene), they still possessed such power despite their weak bodies and impure strength.
It's practically a living legend.
He scanned the floor, and thankfully, this man-made maze was completely under the Lord's control, with every inch of the floor reinforced by the divine tree.
Otherwise, with the strength of these two women, they could probably smash not just a few floors, but more than a dozen floors!
call……
I can't hear you clearly.
Ais twitched her nostrils, feeling a wave of deathly stillness wash over her, suppressing even the senses that had just begun to awaken.
Unsurprisingly, this was Alfia's final tactic.
Faced with such unknown and terrifying magic.
Can I hold on any longer?
Blood spurted from his chest, his palm was pierced, he went blind, and the borrowed magic power was almost gone.
The sword of despair that they had always relied on had also been broken.
Our side has already unleashed its strongest sword strike, while the opponent's power has surged to its maximum.
In this situation, can I possibly get through it?!
He gripped the sword hilt tightly, forcing his trembling wrist to stop shaking.
Unable to dance freely any longer, the swordswoman stood still, assuming a sword stance.
She had done this action countless times, seen it countless times; it belonged to her father, and it also belonged to herself.
Once you enter this posture, your body feels as light as a feather.
But beneath their feet lay a firm foundation, as solid as a mountain.
But even mountains can be destroyed.
You can accomplish some things by acting on impulse, but you can't accomplish everything.
Snapped.
Suddenly, it sounded like someone patted the girl on the shoulder.
She seemed to see something, but all she could see was darkness.
Nothing could be seen; only an insurmountable danger lay ahead.
...Really.
Isn't this just like that other day?
It seemed that he had come to understand the person's repeated teachings.
A sharp whirlwind gradually rose around Ais.
They adhered to the broken blade, forming a sharp, straight tip as before.
Yes.
Just like when the two first met, facing an unavoidable torrent of fire, all the girl could do was step forward.
Pierce the most deadly area with the sharpest edge, and forge your own path to survival!
Shatter into dust, for I hate you to the core. The price is here: with this evidence of your crimes, destroy all things.
hum!
Accompanied by the gray-haired witch's high-pitched chanting, the deep tolling of bells echoed out, as if announcing the fall of the heavens!
[Wail, Holy Bell Tower!!!]
This is a declaration of death, a prayer from the Grim Reaper!
Ultra-wide area annihilation magic—Extinction. A prayer is offered!
Boom! !
The sheer shock of that moment almost shattered one's soul.
The sound of the illusory giant bell stirred up towering dust, and invisible, intangible shockwaves outlined its boundaries.
With immeasurable and unimaginable power, it crushes everything in its path.
The destructive power, described with the word "extinction," erupted in an instant!
It is a scythe of death, deeper than an earthquake, higher than a tsunami, reaching the dome of the sky and the depths of hell.
Every step taken will inevitably lead to death!
*Splat!*
Blood spurted from Ais's ears.
Amidst the deafening tolling of the bell, countless grumbling complaints mingled, as if trying to drag one's will into the abyss before the attack even arrived.
Faced with such a natural disaster, there was only one thing the girl could do.
Risk everything, thrust that sword!
呲!
The sound of wind breaking through the air plunged into the rolling sound waves.
In an instant, all the resentment and curses vanished, leaving only the angry roar of sharp friction between the two forces.
A conspicuous sharp angle sliced through the tranquility amidst the shockwave.
Their composition is strikingly similar to raging waves and a lone boat, locked in a stalemate!
"This girl really has backbone."
Alfia's smile grew even more sinister.