It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

If she had the time to slowly master the weapon, it might be a good option. But Bai Lin… simply didn't have the luxury of time for that. Rather than mastering the weapon, honing her own strength was clearly a better option. Furthermore, she felt a certain aversion to using the Dragon Spear. After all, it was a weapon imbued with resentment, and anyone would find it somewhat distasteful to use it.

All of this was caused by Chronostia. He had attached himself to this dragon spear out of personal grudge to disgust Bai Lin. But now, he actually wanted to put on a preacher's attitude and ask Bai Lin,

"Are you going to keep doing this?"

Bai Lin, facing a formidable enemy, was naturally extremely anxious. If she had the means, she would have killed Klonostia again. Unfortunately, she couldn't. At least in this dimension, Klonostia seemed able to chase her out at any time. And every time she tried to increase the power of her Dragon Spear, she had to do this.

Probably, it was to gain Klonostia's approval or something. Therefore, Bai Lin's tone now was extremely "polite".

"Don't get me wrong, human. I'm not trying to dissuade you from using it. I just think, do you really think you can keep doing this every time? You should be very clear that without this gun, you can't beat me at all."

"Later on, every time you came to seek the power of the gun, it was just so coincidental that you were able to overcome difficulties. Do you think that in the future, every time you encounter difficulties, such a coincidence will help you?"

Bai Lin let out a long breath, and in response to Klonostia's question, she replied in a relatively calm tone,

"I finally understand what you mean, Chronosthea. You're just here to disgust me. Regardless, it's true that I defeated you with this spear, but I ultimately defeated you. And the fact that this spear appeared in my hand so coincidentally was entirely due to my own efforts."

"Yes, there's an element of luck involved. But if I'm unlucky, Katie will be killed by you, a beast. How often, how often doesn't trouble come to me? Do I have a choice? Every time trouble comes to me, I try my best, prepared for certain death, and face it.

"Even if I didn't get this dragon spear, would I not fight you? I would still recover. Even if I could barely move in front of you, I would still stand in front of your dragon castle, taunting you loudly and making you, this stinking dragon that's still alive, roll out with your butt raised."

Chapter 432: The Meteor

Luck is certainly a very important factor when Bai Lin encounters an opponent that is difficult to defeat. But even if she is not lucky, she will not retreat at the critical moment.

After a moment of silence, Kronostia uttered his devilish laughter. The dragon's hearty, yet malicious, smile echoed in Bai Lin's ears, and then her vision was completely engulfed by the purple flames.

The scorching heat of hell instantly engulfed Bai Lin's body. The charred smell instantly filled her nostrils, and all that remained in her mind was Klonostia's mocking voice.

"I know you quite well. Unleash my strength to the fullest, risk your all, and let me see who will first become the fuel for my flames of resentment, you or the enemy, and burn to ashes!"

Bai Lin's consciousness returned to reality. Panting, she swung the newly formed dragon spear in her hand directly forward. The flaming spear, with its powerful aura, immediately revealed its dangerous fangs. Like a meteor streaking through the darkness, it rushed forward, rapidly rushing towards the Manjusari flowers.

The fight between the undead has begun!

Bai Lin pursed her lips, feeling the dual pain of mind and body, and fixed her cold gaze, as if observing an enemy, on Manjushaka. The latter, with interest, gently raised one of his hands and placed it on his chin.

"Quite interesting."

In an instant, a large number of long, crimson petals fell directly from the sky like waterfalls, forming a red sky curtain, but it was a perfect prelude to the struggle between the two.

Several giant flower buds like long snakes, with a sticky plant texture, grew out from the back of the Manjushage and instantly attacked Bai Lin, completely blocking the flames in an instant.

Bai Lin naturally didn't pause for a moment. Facing the deformed, tentacle-like limbs, she quickened her pace, swinging her blade sideways with her unsteady body, slashing out another curtain of flames, severing several buds directly. However, a rapidly growing plant couldn't be completely consumed by a single flame. Before Bai Lin's previous strike had fully landed, several more buds on the Manjushage's side swelled up, piercing through the flames burning around her and shattering her shoulder blade.

The intense pain caused Bai Lin's pupils to shrink. She barely managed to hold the spear in her hand tightly, preparing to strike it down diagonally again when the thick, bud-shaped tentacle struck her abdomen hard, sending her flying against the wall.

But could pain really stop Bai Lin? The answer, of course, was no. The flames swiftly streaked across the dark night sky, twinkling stars, and the next moment, they flickered directly above the Manjushage flowers. She took an extreme stance, her feet tilted upward, her head facing downward, staring directly at the enemy below her.

The madly burning purple flames further damaged Bai Lin's body, causing more and more blood to flow from the corners of her mouth. However, her expression remained unchanged, and her eyes were fixed on Manjushage.

A curtain of flames ignited behind Bai Lin, sending her body careening downward. Every inch of air within the bell tower howled in agony. Resolute and ruthless, Bai Lin allowed the deepest malice to consume her body. Like a demon possessed, she charged down.

Evil Meteor

The moment Bai Lin's spear tip made contact with Manjushage's body, a spurting wave of heat nearly completely destroyed the floor of the bell tower, leaving large cracks marked by scorch marks. With unstoppable force, it completely obliterated everything. A wave of purple flame soared into the sky, instantly engulfing Bai Lin and Manjushage together.

After this attack, Bai Lin nimbly held her two guns, jumped back, and then quickly threw out several small blades she had prepared in advance in the air, and immediately broke through the flames with a penetrating force.

Bai Lin, standing on stable ground once again, was frozen for several seconds by the recoil of her own attack. The Dragon Spear's output power was significantly higher than before, so she naturally needed time to adapt and couldn't immediately perform multiple consecutive attacks. The current outburst was already her limit.

Just as she raised her gun again and prepared to turn and attack, a large amount of blood gushed out of her mouth. Bai Lin's body, which was already badly damaged, was pierced by the vicious attacks of several flower buds, leaving several more broken parts.

This intertwined feeling of pain and weakness caused Bai Lin's mind to go blank for a moment. Forgetting an immediate counterattack, even simply holding the spear in hand was extremely strenuous for Bai Lin. The Manjushri bud attacked with another relentless attack, shattering Bai Lin's cervical vertebrae and sending her unconscious, collapsing to the ground.

"He collapsed just like that? This really... didn't achieve the effect I expected. The Son of Savior even used this much power, and it only had this much power?"

The Manjushage buds remained firmly lodged within Bai Lin, like steel bars tethering her to the ground. As soon as Bai Lin opened her eyes again, piercing pain shot through her limbs. Those deadly buds violently stirred her body, as if ripping her apart.

Bai Lin couldn't help but scream in pain, causing her to faint once more. However, the power of regeneration brought her back to life again and again. As her limbs were completely severed, large amounts of blood spurted out continuously. Bai Lin regenerated new organs and new arms time and time again, but these only brought her a new wave of pain, enough to take away her consciousness, an unforgettable pain.

"You're the one who can save this world? How ridiculous! Without immortality, you wouldn't even be able to save yourself. But, for me, it's truly wonderful to meet a hero as weak as you."

A wild smile bloomed from Manjushaka's face, which was full of charm. She gradually approached Bai Lin and fearlessly stepped directly on the back of Bai Lin's head, which was burning with fire, with her high heels, as if she was trampling on an ant.

**, the flame of the dragon spear is burning too strongly, and my body's recovery speed can't keep up. Once I fall into her hands, will I have no power to fight back?

Chapter 433 Counterattack Time

Her body, already burdened by the flames, was further damaged by the attack. Bai Lin's pain nerves gradually became numb. Between countless times of losing consciousness and excruciating pain, she slowly hooked her fingers around the spear in front of her and clenched it tightly.

It's time... to fight back.

Bai Lin, who gradually adapted to death, suppressed the painful throbbing in her body. Even though she was facing the ground and completely unable to exert any strength, she still constructed a complete tactic.

First, he used his back muscles to forcefully straighten his upper body. Even though his torso was covered in scars and would instantly break his spinal muscles if he stood up, Bai Lin still endured the severe pain and did so.

Secondly, after "standing up," Bai Lin then moved his hands to rise. Even with his spinal cord completely damaged, Bai Lin could still leverage the tiny muscle strength of the posterior shoulder plexus to unleash a less threatening attack. While seemingly incapable of threatening the enemy, this attack embodied blazing dragon flames. Its essence was simply to channel the dragon flames, transforming them into a penetrating force to push back the enemy.

After all, Bai Lin couldn't use magic, so this was the only way to activate the flames on his weapon. If he first faked a rise to attract his opponent's attention, the subsequent strike with the gun would become even more threatening.

Unconsciously, Bai Lin's mindset became increasingly fierce. This bloody feint fully demonstrated the immortality inherent in her vampire body. She gritted her teeth, tensed her nerves, and immediately stood up and fired the dragon spear in her hand. A beam of flame immediately pierced Bai Lin's back.

Although Manjushage dodged Bai Lin's blow by leaping away in time, a few scratches still burned on her body. However, they quickly died down. She licked her lower lip and swung her right hand wide, placing it sideways and slightly below her.

Bai Lin had just stood up, and her physical condition had not yet fully recovered, when her eyes had already caught a glimpse of the ultimate weapon that reaped lives, like the scythe of death, and made all living beings fear it for its evil spirit.

When it comes to flowers, most people's first impression is of beauty. Whether it's a roadside wildflower or a rare and elegant flower, they always have the ability to create a sense of beauty.

Flowers are a form of life that perfectly captures human aesthetics. Their fragrance and appearance constantly entice intelligent beings like us. However, as we learn more about and discover flowers, we eventually come to understand their deeper essence:

Flowers, too, need their own unique personalities to survive gracefully and beautifully in this harsh natural world. Roses have thorns, and datura is poisonous. Perhaps the scent of a flower you love is, in their world, a weapon for predation, a weapon they rely on for survival.

Now no longer a human, Bai Lin was no longer affected by any of Manjushaka's charms. When her eyes locked onto the large weapon in Manjushaka's hand, the wildness, luxury, and elegance of life were imprinted in her mind.

Five crimson claws, nearly seven meters long, replaced fingers and sprouted from her hand like a flower bud. Their color, like dried blood, blended with the fresh crimson of freshly applied paint, exuded the most gorgeous aura of death.

Beneath their beautiful appearance lies a murderous aura, driven to live and die. This is the flower. When it is embodied in Manjusaka, it may have many other meanings.

For a near-immortal like her, survival is hardly a worthy reason for action. If I had to describe her, it would be "killing for pleasure."

The red claws flashed with a cold light, and Bai Lin was stunned for a moment after just one glance. Bai Lin's body had already fallen into a state of "being cut", and her state of mind prompted her to be unable to react immediately when facing the blade.

Because, after all, it was too sharp. The sharp claws with symbolic induction led people's thinking to this point:

"I've been cut down."

The light, accompanied by sharp claws, slashed, mingling with the purple flames in the blink of an eye. Although the dragon spear partially protected Bai Lin from the damage, her body still gushed out a large amount of blood from the damage. However, she quickly recovered, gathered her strength, and rushed forward again with the spear.

Bai Lin's proficiency in cold weapons has always been unmatched by most adventurers. Even a swordsman as skilled as Yamashita Kanon couldn't match Bai Lin in certain areas, relying only on her honed speed and strength to suppress him.

Bai Lin's various martial arts skills allowed her to gradually adapt to and learn the cold weapon combat abilities of others. This was particularly evident when it came to hidden weapons like projectiles. She hadn't been hit by a hidden weapon in a long time, except for—

The small knife from before.

It blocked Bai Lin's various martial arts abilities, allowing her to subconsciously counterattack. But when Bai Lin fixed her gaze on the moment the opponent attacked, she easily blocked the hidden weapon. Even if her martial arts skills didn't allow her to easily withstand the enemy's attacks, she could still do so, relying on her accumulated understanding of cold weapons to find the optimal time to withstand the enemy's attack.

The angle, distance, and force level—all calculations weren't precise, relying solely on the martial artist's intuition and understanding. But it was precisely this intuition and understanding that allowed Bai Lin to become a melee expert skilled in cold weapons and remain so strong today.

Bai Lin might need some time to adapt to the erratic and changeable attacks of a flower bud, but just by watching this powerful yet extremely rigid slash, Bai Lin could already formulate a countermeasure.

This blow still had some aftershocks that hit me, but next time I encounter this kind of attack, I'm sure it won't hurt me at all!

Bai Lin pointed the tip of the spear downwards and gently drew a semicircle in front of his body. Then, with a flashing figure, he slithered and cleverly dodged the waves of petals released by the Manjushage flowers, easily came in front of the opponent, and fiercely stabbed the enemy's body with the spear in his hand.

Chapter 434 Never Give Up

The surging heat instantly penetrated Manjushage's body, but her physical condition was the same as Bai Lin's. After being injured, she began to recover immediately.

The Manjushage flower didn't show even a hint of pain. Instead, it smiled, observing Bai Lin with interest, as if saying something like, "This is the right way." From behind the flames, several flower buds suddenly burst forth, shattering Bai Lin's shoulder bone. Before she could regain her balance and continue fighting back, her other hand was bitten off.

The agonizing pain was seared into Bai Lin's nerves. But now that things had come to this, how could she possibly give up? Gritting her teeth, she used her hand, still clutching her weapon, to launch a chaotic, unorganized attack, unleashing the most primal moment of combat between the two undead.

As long as he could hurt her, he could stop her. All he had to do was not let her move a single step until her consciousness completely dissipated!

The extremely bloody scene told the story of a frantic fight between monsters. Bai Lin seemed to be at a clear disadvantage. Not only was she injured more frequently and to a greater extent than Manjushaka, but she also hurt her own "fellows" while injuring them.

But, so what? This was the best option at the moment, with the best chance of success. Even if Bai Lin had to endure both physical and mental suffering, it was the consequence of having no other choice.

The resentment of the dragon spear roared in Bai Lin's heart, releasing an even more powerful flame, burning the bodies of both the enemy and the enemy. Bai Lin used her pupils filled with murderous intent, her pupils that were already filled with bloodshot and madness, to stare at the opponent.

……

Fei'er, in the distance, was quietly observing all of this. A single strike from Manjushage would render Bai Lin unable to move for a long time, as Bai Lin's recovery speed ultimately had its limits.

If Bai Lin failed to win before dawn, the holy sunlight would fall directly into the bell tower, burning Bai Lin's vampire body to ashes. Bai Lin, who was fighting, was probably very clear about this.

Even if Bai Lin successfully consumed most of the human lives before that, would they really have won?

That is definitely not the outcome they should face.

Taking a deep breath, Fei'er's cloak began to flutter on this windless night. Within her cloak, it seemed as if an endless darkness was hidden. That darkness, completely non-reflective and seemingly absorbing everything, slowly flowed out from within her cloak.

They wrapped around Fei'er's legs and spread onto her cheeks. Fei'er, her eyes completely empty, raised the sharp blade in her right hand to show her final determination.

-

"What should I do? Is it okay over there?"

As time passed, it seemed as if a maddened crowd, other than the sick, burst through the convent's gates, pouring in like a tide. The nuns' already weak fighting power was instantly drained. Grell dropped his club and resorted to his usual machete for close combat.

Norman frowned, clearly extremely annoyed. According to news from the rear, the injured nun had gone mad due to ineffective treatment. With no other options, she had been completely dismembered and isolated.

The infection caused by this Rakutenxiang seems to have completely altered the human ecosystem, approaching the realm of sorcery. Even if the opponent only has a single finger left, it will still wriggle and crawl towards humans, doing its utmost to harm them and spread its manic symptoms.

The most effective strategy now was to rely on the mysterious, silent Purple Flame Mage nearby to incinerate them. But even with the heat of his flames, it would take quite a while to completely consume the bodies of these madmen. Perhaps due to some unknown sorcery, their bodies had increased their resistance to fire.

At this moment, the nuns had already retreated one by one, and some were even injured and had been "temporarily treated." The remaining few were also panting, filled with fear of the battle and having little strength left.

Now, apart from the three adventurers, there were only a few people left who could contribute to the battle, but Nowen still had no choice but to continue to defend the gate. Behind them were nuns with no fighting ability and some injured people who were not affected by Le Tianxiang.

Their last resort was to retreat to the interior of the church. Through collective prayer and defensive output, they could strengthen the entire church. This way, before all their magic power and life were exhausted, as long as they could hold out until reinforcements from Camitlan arrived, they could survive. But the problem at hand was—

Officially, there doesn't seem to be much movement.

Judging by the wave after wave of frenzied warriors attacking the monastery, the situation in Camillan is now grim. This area is located in the city's center, while most of the knights are stationed near the perimeter. It's unclear how long it will take for the city's guards to arrive. At least, given the current situation, Noven doesn't think retreating to the church is a good option.

Fighting desperately outside, there might be room for maneuver. Once inside, it would be completely up to fate. But...

This constant erosion of combat effectiveness and the lives of the nuns was a source of immense pain for Norman. Lives, one after another, vanished before his eyes. As a priest, he couldn't heal his teammates, watching them die one by one.

Nowen was originally a gentle person, but he was not very good at expressing himself, and he was also a lazy person by nature. Otherwise, when Bai Lin met him, he should have been working in this monastery instead of living a day-to-day life in a bar.

Those days... were joyful, though, and Norman didn't deny it. He now missed working at his friend's tavern. Only occasionally dealing with troublesome female customers was much easier than fighting here.

During the year he spent with Bai Lin on missions, he had changed a lot. He saw a fearless person who shouldered his own responsibilities, took it upon himself to save the world, and, regardless of all obstacles, always stood at the forefront of the team's charge and guarded the back of the team's retreat.

Bai Lin was such a powerful person. Although Nuo Wen had always told himself that he joined her team out of consideration for his own benefit, he actually knew better than anyone that he, too, was longing for light.

Chapter 435: Division Tactics

She never, not even once, showed weakness in front of her teammates. She even counseled a team member when they were at their most negative. Perhaps it could be said that the three members of the team, aside from Fei'er and Bai Lin, had supported each other to get to where they were today, with Bai Lin being the reliable leader who constantly pulled them along.

She'd learned a lot, and it was clear she'd put a lot of effort into her adventurous side. This kind of Bai Lin made Nuo Wen extremely envious. He felt exhausted just from doing these risky tasks. He even felt confused, like the question of "Is it really necessary to work so hard?" constantly troubled him.

But in the end, Nowen still managed to stay with his teammates and make it to this day. Even through the fog of his heart, he could always see Bai Lin's innocent yet trustworthy smile, and the helping hand she extended to her teammates.

She was spontaneous and never talked about high principles with her teammates. She was even the one who cursed the most in the team. In front of her teammates, Bai Lin showed all the emotions of a human being, but the only thing she didn't show was her weak side.

Even if she is scarred, she will still move forward. This is Bai Lin. She uses her unique infectiousness to make her teammates voluntarily follow her and walk this path to this day.

"Damn, there are more and more of these guys. It's a pity the captain isn't here. If she were, she would definitely pull out a handful of gunpowder or something from her back, which is like a space backpack, and blow up these guys' formation first, then rush in with a knife."

Grayer and Norman stood shoulder to shoulder, likely thinking of Bai Lin as well. Although he spoke loudly, he didn't look at Norman, as if trying to cheer himself up. Norman simply smiled faintly, and if he had the energy to loosen his grip on the staff, he might have even shaken a finger.

"You shouldn't think that, Greer. We all know the captain is fighting hard somewhere. She might be able to get here faster than the guards in the city."

"But we can't just sit here and wait for her reinforcements to arrive. We should change our thinking. Suppose we take down all these guys before she gets here. Wouldn't that be cool?"

A generous smile, a joke that illustrates a man's strength, spread from the corner of Norman's mouth. Grell raised his mouth knowingly, then looked ahead and said,

"It's pretty cool... but why is there another wave of ** coming? It's a bit difficult to continue like this."

Norman also noticed the new madmen attacking from afar. The madmen who were swarming and crawling towards him from behind the iron gate made his face change suddenly. He subconsciously took a step back and swallowed his saliva.

Calm down, Nowen. Although Bai Lin and Andel usually discuss tactics, I've listened to them and even offered some suggestions. I can come up with good enough decisions.

The abilities of my teammates... just string them all together, and that's it.

"Mage, can you create a large wall of fire or something to stop those guys in the distance?"

Nowen immediately turned around and asked Master Ziyan. The latter quickly replied in a low voice,

"needs time."

Nowen nodded and shouted loudly,

"Grell, narrow the line and have all the nuns retreat, leaving only the three of us outside. I'll go aid him, and you cover the nuns."