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

Feeling the immense danger coming from both heaven and earth, Sheng Qili showed no fear. Instead, just as Bai Lin often did, she calmly closed her eyes tightly when faced with danger.

Her blade hung downward and inward, and one hand gently stroked the restless lightning blade, as if soothing something, causing all the lightning to dim. Her posture was extremely casual and natural, as if she was standing on the water without causing the slightest ripple. She looked so natural and calm.

Then, her eyes opened again, their once clear, mirror-like pupils suddenly radiating even more light. A mighty thunder danced within them, as if shrinking into the girl's pupils. Or perhaps, to put it more accurately... the girl's pupils contained the world.

"Look carefully, this is a strike beyond the limit, born solely for the pursuit of truth, disregarding life and death."

The Trial of Saint Walda

Saint Qili's cold voice, though not loud, was like thunder at this moment, coming from the other side of the heavens, making a free and easy announcement to the creatures on earth. The sacred aura of judgment belonging to divine punishment had been completely absorbed into this petite girl's body.

As the blade's tip began to move, countless lightning bolts flashed in an instant, like a bright moon disk, emitting a smooth and balanced arc of light. But in an instant, it immediately transformed into the rage of the gods, raging between heaven and earth.

Under the onslaught of this golden thunder, the night sky was ripped open by numerous cracks. At that moment, the three people in the golden sea of ​​flowers felt as bright as day. However, the destructive aura was nothing like the sunlight that nourishes and illuminates all things. As the restless sound continued to rise, the lightning was no longer limited to this small world, but extended its majestic punishment to the wider world.

Lightning, accompanied by wind and waves, soared into the sky. Amidst the extreme roar and the pervasive light, the night sky returned to silence. But this silence merely allowed the sound to reach a level that no living being could clearly hear, towering over all other sounds, completely obliterating everything else.

The lightning emanating from the blade was similarly swift. The arc of light that spread out in a disc-shaped arc not only severed dusk and dawn, but also annihilated all life and matter that stood in its way. The distant surrounding mountains were completely severed by the blade, and mountains within a radius of hundreds of kilometers were flattened in an instant. All living things within the surrounding mountains and forests were reduced to ash under the divine power. This blade was worthy of the phrase "the creation of heaven and earth." Had it been used at a lower altitude, the destruction would have been felt far beyond the surrounding mountains.

The punishment of the gods is so terrifying.

When she opened her eyes again, Bai Lin's armor was mostly ripped apart. Burn marks still covered her body, scorching red scars. Her hands, where she had wielded the spear and launched the attack, were particularly scarred, with large swathes of flesh ripped away. She struggled to her feet, stumbling a few steps before separating the spear from its shield and tip, preventing the dragon flames from eroding her body.

I originally thought that the previous blow was the pinnacle, but I didn't expect...

Fortunately, Bai Lin sensed the imminent danger before receiving the blow and pulled back some of his full-strength attack. The opponent's slashing attack essentially slashed the blade from the side of his body to the back. Although the lightning increased the attack range to a complete circle, some angles of the attack were still relatively weak.

Bai Lin had reached the weakest point within her reach, unleashing the attack she had accumulated, colliding with the blade and avoiding immediate death. Despite this, her physical condition was extremely poor. While her limbs could still move, it was completely impossible for her to fight with all her might.

Damn, what kind of monster is this? Why is it targeting me?

With some messy thoughts, Bai Lin had not taken two steps when she saw a scene that made her thoughts even more messy.

Chapter 537: Burning Flames Covering the Body

The blood-soaked white robe lay quietly atop a golden wind flower, largely shredded by lightning. Beneath the shattered ghostly face lay lifeless eyes, somewhat delirious. Clearly, the fallen figure was He.

Besides the wounds all over her body, one of her arms was completely severed. Bai Lin's pupils constricted at the sight. The pool of blood seemed to stir up countless memories of her past. Fear, like a gloomy haze, overwhelmed her. Bai Lin nearly collapsed to the ground again. Her legs stiffly stepped forward, pushing her body closer to He.

With a thud, her knees hit the ground. Bai Lin used both hands to lift He's body to a lying position, then looked at her and shouted loudly,

"Hey, Crane, how are you? Cheer up!"

Bai Lin had never panicked in the face of a life-threatening situation, but in that moment, she was completely stunned. The sheer number of chaotic thoughts caused her mind to go blank for a long moment. After a moment, she frantically pulled out the healing ointment she had used on Fei'er from her backpack.

She didn't know if this thing would work on Huan Gui. After hesitating for a long time, she was about to make a move when a strong hand grabbed Bai Lin's hand.

"Don't be so nervous, Rin. It's just a missing arm and some scrapes. It's not a big deal for us Huangui."

The voice that came from He was naturally He's own. Although he sounded so weak, his tone was still full of leisure. The big hand that grabbed Bai Lin was transformed from He's broken limbs, a huge black claw of an unknown creature. She struggled to get up from the ground, but blood gushed out, and then she fell down again. Helpless again and again, she could only say to Bai Lin,

"Um, could you help me find my sword until my wounds heal a little?"

Crane, seemingly lifeless just a moment ago, now displayed such vitality. Bai Lin's panicked expression shifted from one of peace to one of gloom. Even if it were Miyuki, it was clear this guy was showing off. Even if it wasn't as serious as it appeared, it was definitely not as easy as she said.

Bai Lin, her face darkening, tutted. With enough force to crush the gun handle, she lacerated her palm, causing more blood to flow. She stood up from He's side. In the darkness of the night, boundless malevolence, like the deepest darkness, stretched out towards the scarred immortal warrior, like the endlessly twisted, dark tentacles of evil beneath the deep sea.

"Just go ahead, take your sword, and then go cover the little guy."

Bai Lin's voice was filled with an unyielding majesty. She leaned back slightly and glanced at He, her eyes seeming to say:

"Don't forget, we agreed not to force ourselves."

Her hands clasped together, and the flames of the evil dragon once again blazed from her body. Although the wounds on her body made Bai Lin's movements look a little stiff, her steps forward were also so firm.

He glanced at Bai Lin and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he closed his eyes, smiled and shook his head, and then his figure disappeared from the spot.

From what she knew of Bai Lin, even though she was someone who didn't care about her life in a fight, she wouldn't risk her life for nothing. After all, the little wolf girl seemed very familiar with her, so she probably wouldn't risk her life to cover her back.

Look at this murderous look... If I don't leave now, I'm going to be hated.

As a flash of lightning fell from the sky, Sheng Qili's figure appeared in front of Bai Lin again. They were facing each other as before, just the two of them, standing in this beautiful sea of ​​flowers, looking at each other. However, the situation was very different.

"I don't know you, and I don't remember ever having any grudges against someone like you. But right now, I just want to dig out your eyeballs, the ones you use to make thunder, and burn them to charcoal!"

Bai Lin seemed agitated upon seeing Saint Qili again. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her tone was filled with murderous intent. Layers of evil ember flames clung to her body, making her even more of a villain than Saint Qili.

Although Sheng Qili and Bai Lin were still more than ten meters apart, she could almost feel the hot breath exhaled by Bai Lin when he was yelling, as well as the strong emotions contained in it.

"It seems like that girl's injury has made you very angry. She's clearly a foreigner to you, and we're on different sides, yet you treated her so badly. Now you're showing such a ferocious face for her?"

"It's truly, incomprehensibly ugly."

Compared to Bai Lin, Sheng Qili's tone was much calmer. Her attitude remained calm, but she spoke more than before. These sarcastic words seemed to be trying to tear down Bai Lin's psychological defenses.

"Shut your damn mouth. Why do you care if she's on the same side as me? Who's it to judge her? Even if we've only been together for a minute, she's my approved companion on this journey."

Bai Lin let out a long breath. As the dragon flame intensified, her already severely injured body seemed to bear even more of a burden. Her breathing became heavier as her emotions fluctuated. She paused, staring intently at Sheng Qili in front of her, and said,

"Now, I just want to smash you into pieces."

Ember Flame Cover

As Bai Lin finished her murderous words, the dragon flames within her body instantly intensified tenfold. The shadowy flames blazed fiercely beneath the dark night sky, threatening to consume Bai Lin's very life, instantly evaporating the blood from all of her wounds.

Deep purple dragon crystals clung to Bai Lin's body, clinging to her dark armor like dragon teeth. Her heavy armor suddenly seemed drained of its essence, shrinking slightly, yet its form became even more distorted and imbued with a sharper edge. Saturated by the ember flames, it emanated an undying malevolence that threatened to crush all living things.

Chapter 538 Dragon Teeth and Claws

The gauntlets gradually solidified into the shape of ferocious claws, and the helmet shattered under the heavy pressure, turning into a new shape, revealing most of Bai Lin's face, and also exposing her hideous face to the world.

Two black capes, like winged armor, draped behind her, accentuating the dragon spear in her hand with an even more unstoppable edge. Overall, Bai Lin seemed even further removed from humanity. She now radiated a primal murderous intent, even more thoroughgoing than Chronostia's, a desire to tear her opponent to shreds.

All the tragedies Bai Lin had witnessed and experienced, all the negative emotions she had felt, were now compressed together under the burning ember flames, weighing heavily on her body. At this moment, she completely immersed herself in the burning dragon flames, no longer suppressing any emotions.

When Bai Lin spent money on armor modification, apart from a certain amount of magic resistance, most of the money was spent on this aspect. This also resulted in this set of black armor being able to withstand the heat of the ember flames, reducing some of the burden on her body, allowing her to move normally.

However, even with all the preparations, after using this form, her physical abilities could only sustain it for a minute at most. This was the price.

The past scenes flashed through Bai Lin's eyes like a story. They were burned by the purple-black flames, turning into a noisy cacophony that lingered in Bai Lin's mind, tormenting her spirit.

"That's right... that's it. You think this is great too, right, human?"

Chronostia laughed wildly in Bai Lin's mind. Maybe he thought Bai Lin really enjoyed this feeling. But Bai Lin still used some strength to curse back in his heart.

"I told you not to yell! You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? You don't think your strength is that powerful and useful, do you? What if I get distracted by your useless chatter and can't beat you?"

Indeed, even in this form, which in every way looked like a darkening one, Bai Lin couldn't guarantee a decisive victory. Saint Qili only managed to gather momentum for a single strike, and the aftermath was enough to cleave the surrounding mountains thousands of miles away. Even if Kronos himself arrived, he probably wouldn't dare take such a blow head-on.

Even if Bai Lin's dark side was dark, his greatest and best quality was that he never lost his mind during battle. Even if every cell in his body was clamoring to kill his opponent, gnaw at her flesh and crush her soul, he would still use the calmest tactical mind to cut into the white-haired, golden-eyed bastard.

Absolute malice overflowed in Bai Lin's heart, and she wanted to completely inflict this malice on the opponent in front of her.

One minute? That's enough!

The dragon's embers burned the brave man's life, emitting a desire to drag them both into hell. And beneath the night, Bai Lin also moved. She took a slight step, then instantly shifted all her strength forward, as if she had slammed the accelerator on a truck, sending her body careening forward. And standing at the forefront, of course, was the unstoppable Dragon Spear.

Facing Bai Lin in this state, one could sense an aura emanating from her that was completely unlike that of a human. The ember flame shifted, and within this rapid onslaught, one could glimpse it transforming into a massive dragon head, baring its fangs in a wicked grin.

Sheng Qili had no intention of retreating. She pointed her sword forward and instantly attacked with three blades, surrounding Bai Lin's spear. At the cost of the inside of her arm being burned by the flames, she neutralized Bai Lin's attack, causing her gun-holding hand to be shaken, leaving her unable to continue attacking.

Then, she spun forward, facing Bai Lin's spear, and swiftly slashed at his waist. When fighting with long weapons, it was important to get close to the opponent and attack first. It seemed that Saint Qili was quite knowledgeable in this area.

She understood, how could Bai Lin not understand? Seeing the opponent's attack coming straight at him, Bai Lin instantly raised his spear and easily blocked it. Then, without stopping, he used one hand to support his whole body and jumped high, pulling the spear into the air. Then, he pointed the spear tip downwards.

Meteor

With a resounding dragon-like roar, Bai Lin's body, like a falling star, launched an unreserved attack, spear in the lead. The fierce ember flames and the mighty light of thunder collided instantly, and even a formidable figure like Saint Qili could not help but feel a little exhausted in the hasty response.

After all, the blade of a long sword is very fragile, and using the blade to block the tip of a spear is not very realistic. Standing on the ground, Saint Qili seemed to be facing a raging storm blowing across the desert alone. The composure he had shown before was certainly gone.

The robe that covered the sacred body was blown away by the reverberating flames, revealing a tight, dark-colored soft armor engraved with a few holy marks, which only covered part of the body. The areas not covered by the soft armor, such as the crotch, shoulders, and armpits, quickly developed burn marks under the erosion of the flames.

She didn't dare block the attack head-on. She pulled back her blade and leaped out. Suddenly losing the momentum of the collision, Bai Lin crashed into the sea of ​​flowers. The heat wave from the explosion instantly incinerated most of the beautiful flower sea.

Fortunately, when she realized that the opponent was no longer fighting hard, Bai Lin reduced her strength a little. She quickly raised her head and was about to lock her target and send out her spear again. Unexpectedly, Sheng Qili had no intention of dodging and had already floated into Bai Lin's sight.

Bai Lin's attention was instantly fixed on Saint Qili's soaring figure. She held a pair of swords, resembling elegant cross-shaped straight swords. They were a lustrous pure white, but the outer tips were coated in jet black, framing the pure white that symbolized purity.

The specks of haze, like the military force guarding the Vatican, completely protected the divine mercy lingering within. Just like Saint Qili's own body, her snow-white skin, under the moonlight, appeared so sacred and pure that it was almost impossible to believe she would wield a sword to injure anyone. The sword in her hand and the black armor she wore were the "weapons" that protected this holiness.

Chapter 539: Blade of Dogma

The Swords of Dogma were the prototypes of these twin swords. They were truly crafted as "judgments." The long and short straight swords represented the judgment of the bishops and the rulings of the gods above the Church.

Dogma has always been a crucial element in any religion. It determines who is a "sinner," who can reap the bounty, and who can decide life and death. People claim it was established by the gods and is a sacred and inviolable "righteousness."

The stone tablet inscribed with dogma can punctually receive the first rays of morning sunlight, the rain and dew from the gods. It does not need to be cleansed, as the morality left by the gods is naturally pure and impartial. It certainly does not need to be cared for, as the gods have their own destiny and arrangements for their creations.

The only thing that needed protection was the Vatican, which venerated its doctrines. Armor and swords made of cold steel could not convey even a shred of divine grace or mercy. But they existed to protect the divine, so no matter what kind of knight or what kind of force, they were qualified to stand before the Vatican, obey the Pope's orders, and stand guard outside the Vatican.

The trials within the Vatican required the protection of armed forces. The sound of the hammer's fall was solemn, as was the Pope's pronouncement. And the armed forces guarding the gates beyond were, naturally, equally solemn.

Saint Qili's arms freely extended, her form transformed into a pure white bird flapping its wings, soaring high. The blades in her hands resembled those pure wings. She was like a bird soaring over the Vatican, bringing peace and tranquility. Behind those pure white wings was a light that gradually brightened the sky. Using her wings as a brush, she painted the colors of light across the boundless night sky.

The twin swords converged before her, slashing directly at Bai Lin on the ground. The cross-cutting strike was incredibly fast, and since the two blades could attack from two directions simultaneously, a head-on attack would likely be too much to withstand. Bai Lin immediately determined she couldn't take it head-on, so she stepped back, turned, and thrust her spear forward. Dragon Flame, following the movement of her spear tip, was instantly engulfed in a roar.

Unlike Bai Lin, Sheng Qili didn't seem to be using any subtle, distorted form when wielding her twin swords. With a single, open, sideways leap, she easily dodged Bai Lin's slashes with her nimble form. The tips of her twin swords moved with her, tearing a massive gash through the raging dragon flames.

Under Bai Lin's astonished gaze, her flames were directly slashed by the opponent's slash, and she seemed to become much weaker. Even Bai Lin's mind, which had accepted "absolute malice", suddenly became much clearer. She even suddenly had a kind thought, a kind thought that wanted to put her hands together in prayer and sing praises to the gods.

The sound of the hammer pronouncing the verdict and the ringing of the bells would cause birds passing through the Vatican to perch on the rooftop, leaving behind their white feathers. And after that, God's messenger would carry this justice, watched over by divine light, to even more distant lands.

"Martial arts" are the knights who constitute the armed forces of the Holy See, and this divine power that directly suppresses malice is the benevolent light of God sprinkled by the feathers of the messenger.

"The light of God will cleanse all the filth of time. People like you who use evil as a weapon will only be punished."

Sheng Qili's blades lashed out in succession. Relying on her own strength and speed, as well as the increasingly powerful divine light on her body, she forced Bai Lin, who was holding the spear, to retreat step by step. And her words were undoubtedly provoking Bai Lin's heart, making her feel even more anxious.

"This... this is the power of a true god! Impossible, how could she have such power? How on earth did you provoke such a creature, human?"

Kronos' voice rang out in his mind. Just a few minutes after he looked at Bai Lin with great pride in entering this form, he felt like a dazed person and began to be surprised.

"You're asking me, damn it! Your power is so broken! It's so rare to use it, and you have to restrain it."

Bai Lin had no idea what Kronos meant by "true God". She only recognized her girlfriend as a god. Ajun was probably also one of those people, a serious god who had something to do with light and holiness. The aura in her divine realm did seem to be somewhat similar to the power of the person in front of her.

But why would Ah Jun create such a thing to attack her for no apparent reason, chop down the crane, and not even warn her in advance? So Bai Lin denied any possibility that this person in front of her had any special reason to assassinate her. All she needed to think about now was how to break this situation.

His attributes were restrained, his strength and speed were absolutely suppressed, and this gap could not be made up by technology alone.

Of course, we have to give it our all while there is still enough "fuel".

The "Cinder Flame" mode burns Bai Lin's vitality to the limit, fueled by the evil within her heart and the resentment of Kronos. So, the fuel she refers to is naturally her own life. Currently, her flames are being gradually weakened by her opponent. If this continues, part of her vitality will undoubtedly be wasted, so she needs to adopt a different plan.

The finishing move was a move Bai Lin had devised specifically for this mode. Although it didn't yet have a complete system, it wasn't overly complex. It was simply a combination of simple spearmanship and massive dragon flames.

Dark flames gathered around Bai Lin's body. She gathered her strength and leaped backward, instantly closing the gap dozens of meters. Her hot foot armor tore through the ground, leaving traces of claw marks, tightly embedded in the rock. One of her hands also formed a claw shape, clawing at the ground, and her upper body leaned forward with it.

The tip of the spear hung slightly tilted, and her breath became a little thin due to her concentration. The purple dragon flame around her gradually became darker, closer to black. That was because her life was burning and compressing at an even more intense rate.

After unleashing this attack, Bai Lin's life would undoubtedly dissipate from this world. Although it would indeed cause Bai Lin a little pain, to Bai Lin, death was nothing more than losing some experience and gaining another life. She also had the awareness that the attack she launched in order to kill others was only a sacrifice of her own life.

Chapter 540: Ember Flash

The gathered deep purple flames were finally compressed to the extreme. A dragon wing dozens of meters long, surrounded by embers of flame, pierced the sky and the earth. It instantly rose from Bai Lin's body. In this sea of ​​flowers, it let out a dragon roar that was the most powerful of all living creatures, enough to dominate the world under its claws.

Purple flames, like a vast ocean, emanated from Bai Lin's claws, instantly engulfing the sea of ​​flowers. And this endlessly spreading flame, like a pulling force, linked and transmitted the magical power of the flames to the tip of her own spear.

Everywhere is my territory, everywhere is influenced by me, everywhere is at my disposal. This is the magic of the evil dragon Kronostia. Born from his ambition, he puts everything under his feet, gradually becoming more powerful as he expands. And the smaller version of this that Bai Lin used naturally has its own unique name.

Endless Ashes

As the spear tip grew heavier, Bai Lin moved, bringing with her the vast sea of ​​fire and the massive dragon wings that towered above her body. She brought a sorrowful inscription to the earth, lighting up the sky, yet dragging the world into deeper darkness.

In an instant, large sections of the sea of ​​flowers fell down in this catastrophic sweep, and Bai Lin's figure turned into a huge dragon claw, with the power to directly smash the entire sky and the sharpness to cut a crack in the world, it attacked the enemy with the intention of completely destroying it.

The surge of light and shadow enveloped the entire sea of ​​flowers. In an instant, it was like a thick fog covering the world, obscuring everything. When the light and shadow slowly dissipated, only endless, hostile smoke remained. Everything in a straight line for tens of thousands of kilometers was reduced to charcoal, leaving only a deep trail of flames.

Our hero, however, sat in a daze beside the unharmed Yuexia Tan. In that previous blow, her body and soul had been completely consumed. Though the pain was brief, the burning embers inflicted an indescribable pain. The stinging pain permeated her body, like the shrieks of wronged souls, piercing her.

Bai Lin, having died countless times since entering this world, was consumed by the agonizing pain. Her eyes were glassy, ​​and she had no desire to pursue her enemies, like a sage in sage mode. Her only moving hand was that, forcefully pulling away the fragments of armor from her body, as if instinctively trying to free herself.

In truth, she hadn't even considered confirming Sheng Qili's life or death. Bai Lin knew full well that her attack was no match for Sheng Qili's earlier strike. She was completely outmatched in strength, and unless she took the blow head-on without dodging, she wouldn't have sustained much damage. Chasing an unfathomable foe in such poor visibility was utterly irrational.

Although Bai Lin had a huge amount of resentment and anger in her heart before, she has always been very rational in her tactical thinking.

This attack, while not entirely certain of how much damage it would inflict on the opponent, would at least be enough to buy him some time. Even if He was already injured, he would have ample time to escape this place, catch up with Miyuki, and bring her back to the City That Never Sleeps. In this way, he wouldn't have to worry about his companions' safety for the time being. For safety's sake, he should also temporarily retreat.

She slowly placed her hand on Yuexiatan. Having left her combat mode, she felt a bit weak, as if she had exhausted all her energy and strength. But at this moment, a sharp ray of light once again penetrated the murky sea of ​​charcoal, causing Bai Lin's nerves to tense once again.

The blade with pure light cut out smooth incisions in the dark fog, and the figure that stepped out from the light was naturally the figure that Bai Lin did not want to see and the one that made her unbelievable.

A vast blaze of embers still blazed behind Saint Qili, but it gradually died down before Bai Lin's eyes. All that remained on her body were a few cuts and a few burns. Her face remained unscathed, her hair untouched by the dust of the scorched earth. Her eyes remained as cold and clear as ever. Even after treading through the dust, she retained a pure, clear mind.

She was like an angel entering the mortal world, piercing through the darkness and bringing holiness and light to this land. The two swords in her hands were naturally meant to bring down divine punishment on the brave men who had caused this gloom.

As Bai Lin stared in astonishment, a long beam of light pierced her body with such speed that she barely had time to react. The pain and the rush of blood finally lifted Bai Lin's mind from the deep sea of ​​drowsiness, bringing her to a state of clarity. Her mind raced, quickly determining her destination and escaping it.