A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

"Ok?"

Bai Ye's puzzled voice echoed in Wu Yue's mind.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Even as Wuyue dodged and weaved through the dragons, she still managed to spare a sliver of attention to ask a question.

"Don't worry about it, just focus on the task at hand."

Bai Ye said.

Just a moment ago, Bai Ye clearly sensed an anomaly in the shadow space.

His past experience told him that no matter how unusual the Shadow Space was, it would generally not affect the outside world.

But this time it's a little different.

That sword is inside...

If the closer one gets to the glowing ancient artifact, the more intense its reaction becomes, then wouldn't that mean...?

As if suddenly remembering something, Bai Ye made a decisive move, immediately separating from Wu Yue and quickly creating distance between them.

"Wuyue, continue with the plan you were just working on, don't worry about me."

Although Wuyue was very puzzled, the dragon tide coming from all sides did not allow her to think any further, and she could only choose to believe.

Not long after leaving Wuyue, Bai Ye sensed that inexplicable power in the Shadow Space again; it was trying to break free of its shackles...

This sword is truly sinister.

To prevent the sudden burst of power from destroying other things in the space, Bai Ye took it out.

Sure enough, the ice-blue frost patterns on the frost-patterned greatsword were now fully lit up, with even a hint of blood in them.

The ancient dragon language that Leowen used to speak, which only rang out on the night of the full moon, is now becoming incredibly violent, endlessly repeating the same phrase.

The sword trembled violently, as if it were about to explode.

The world they were in was extremely deep, and the ancient relic that was glowing in the very center seemed to sense something, its light instantly focusing and shooting towards Bai Ye.

Damn...

Not only that, but almost simultaneously with the ancient artifact, the giant dragon behind the door unleashed an unprecedented roar:

"Krassu, Krassu! Thuri thu, galuth bardok! Voth ni dovahkron!"

(Crassu, Crassus! You cursed creation! How dare you act so presumptuously!)

A dragon's roar shook all the sub-dragons present, causing them to instantly prostrate themselves on the ground, not daring to move an inch.

Even the crowd trembled upon hearing the dragon's roar, nearly losing their footing.

"good chance!"

Valeria snapped out of her daze and called out to Wuyue.

Wuyue understood, soared into the air, and reached out to grab the glowing ancient relic.

"KrahZiin!"

(Kneel down!)

Now even those who didn't understand dragon language understood the meaning behind the words.

Under the immense pressure of that voice, everyone knelt down without making any unnecessary movements.

Wuyue and Valeria, who were closest, were pressed to the ground by an invisible force and were unable to move.

"You ants, you deserve to die a thousand deaths for daring to make me use your despicable language."

The giant dragon behind the door suddenly spoke in human language.

It's obvious that it's in a very bad mood right now.

The giant claw slammed into the ground, smashing the hard bedrock to pieces.

"Just a little bit more..."

Even while kneeling, Areste maintained her spellcasting state.

I wonder what it is that has angered the giant behind the door, causing it to disregard the laws of space and unleash its power...

She had to admit that this situation was completely unexpected.

At this moment, all of them are like meat on a chopping board.

These are the true dragons, beings who once ruled the world...

Seeing you today was definitely worth it...

Just when everyone thought they were doomed and began to regret coming down to this godforsaken place.

"Roar!!!"

Another similar dragon roar echoed in the distance, reverberating through the boundless underground space.

Then, from the darkness, a huge dragon, entirely white with a pair of black horns on its head and a body a hundred meters long, flew out and hovered over the door and above everyone's heads.

"Holy crap..."

Lin Mo couldn't help but curse out loud.

"I mean, I think I haven't even left the starting area yet... What the hell is this thing?"

"Ah, a white dragon... I've never seen a species like this before."

The Holy Sword remained completely unfazed.

"What time is it! If you have any hidden tricks up your sleeve, hurry up and use them... or you'll miss your chance!"

"What are you afraid of? It's not coming for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the white dragon suddenly lowered its head, and with the opening and closing of its huge mouth, a stream of icy flames spewed out, heading straight for the giant dragon inside the gate.

Immediately following was a wail.

The icy flames, like a leech, burned across that crimson claw.

"Huh? It didn't defend against the dragon's flames?"

"What do you mean?"

"Given the strength of dragon scales, the dragon flames of its own kind generally won't cause much damage... This ice flame is extraordinary."

As they spoke, the giant dragon inside the gate reflexively withdrew its claws. Unable to fully manifest itself, it was destined to suffer a great loss at the hands of this white dragon of equal strength.

"Krassu, nid zu'u dreh ni hin brit, fen zu'u! Diist Dovahkiin ahrk hin krif, rok fen kos nol!"

(Crassu, I will not contend with you for a moment's gain; the day of our end will surely come, and we shall perish together with the ants!)

After saying that, the dimensional gate slowly closed as the dragon retreated, until it disappeared completely.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Areste completed the incantation, pointed her staff at the ancient relic floating in mid-air, and countless mirrors tightly enveloped it, preventing any light from penetrating.

The deepest place was once again plunged into darkness and silence, and no one could see anyone else.

"Where are the dragons?"

Someone asked the question.

Yeah, there's been absolutely no movement?

And where did that terrifyingly powerful white dragon go?

Before long, Areste's staff lit up with magical light again, allowing everyone to see the scene before them more clearly.

It's really gone...

The dragon tide that had just filled the entire space was now completely gone.

Even the corpses...

Just like the battle we just fought, it was all a dream.

"Master..."

Wuyue lay weakly on the ground, trying to call out to Baiye.

"I'm here."

Having received a response, Wuyue, exhausted, finally fell asleep peacefully.

"......"

White Night, in the Sea of ​​Spirit, seeing that Wuyue had fallen asleep, recalled the scene from just now and turned back to say:

"Now that it's just the two of us here, tell me, who are you?"

Behind Bai Ye, a wisp of remnant soul was floating, its appearance completely obscured.

"Who am I? There's no need to know. Anyway, I'll be completely gone from this world soon."

“I’ve seen all the people outside in that alternate dimension… but I have no recollection of you.”

"I'm sorry, I had to use your body temporarily because of the emergency. Don't worry, it won't cause any harm."

"In any case, thank you, nameless stranger. Without you, I'm afraid I would never have been able to break free from the cycle of reincarnation."

"That sword is no longer cursed. If you like, you may take it and use it..."

The remnant soul talked a lot to itself, as if it were afraid that it would disappear in the next second.

It turns out, it was the soul within the sword.

It was also the remnant soul that covered everyone's retreat in the alternate dimension of the Stroh City sewers...

Bai Ye wanted to ask something more, but the figure of the remnant soul was becoming increasingly ethereal.

"It seems time waits for no one..."

"Farewell, stranger. Whatever you are doing, I wish you all the best."

A wisp of a soul, arriving and departing in haste.

It came from nowhere and went nowhere; it simply vanished like smoke.

It left behind a legend that is almost never sung...

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