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

She seemed to see through Bai Lin's physical condition at a glance, and Bai Lin's behavior was just as she said, a reckless move with little benefit. Because Bai Lin had activated the Cinder Flame Cover on the way here after being resurrected, in other words, he was rushing to get there. Now, the time left to survive is very short. However, Bai Lin was still very calm, put on his already cold expression, and replied,

"What are you talking about, Araniah? Weren't you so sure I was dead just now? Is it possible..."

"I can't be predicted, at least not by a self-righteous person like you. What about the fluctuating light?"

The words were slightly contemptuous, but not in the least disdainful. However, being on equal footing with Araniah in terms of momentum had already aroused the dissatisfaction of this sadistic little girl.

Chapter 706 I've Long Been Used to It

It was obvious that Alanis now believed that she knew Bai Lin's physical condition very well and was very confident. She twisted her mouth, but her expression remained undiminished as she quickly replied,

"Huh? A dying man is still talking nonsense here. If you attack me more, maybe there is still a chance, but..."

"I won't give you this chance!"

There was no point in saying more. Araniah instantly lifted herself up and strode forward, seemingly slowly but deliberately. In an instant, she had Bai Lin within her attack range. The massive axe, far larger than her own size, was charged with high resistance. Platinum dust clung to its edges like lingering mist, gathering a storm of magical power.

Bai Lin, on the other hand, simply lowered himself, shouted fiercely, and thrust his spear forward. A wall of flames erupted like a sun falling to the ground. A massive amount of flames instantly swept across the land, shredding the platinum covering the ground and sending it floating away like fragments.

Although she didn't attack the ground directly, merely wielding the magic generated by her ember-flame shield, the immense impact was enough for Araniah to underestimate. She stopped charging headfirst and instead used the momentum to float backward, swirling her axe with both hands and powerfully swinging it back. The surrounding platinum fragments also quickly drifted towards her.

Standing in the air, towering above the flames, her face gleaming with a ferocious golden-orange light, she swept away the last vestiges of fear, summoning all her strength and instantly vanishing from the spot. The flames swept past her afterimage, but not the flames themselves. The only thing visible was the sea of ​​​​embers, threatening to destroy the world, fragmented into countless pieces. The destructive flames drifted and dispersed through the air like shattered solid matter.

With a powerful slam, Araniah's upper body sank to the ground, her great axe already embedded in it. As she completed this action, a deafening cracking sound erupted, and the remaining platinum land, along with the rocks on the ground, was shattered by her blow. Behind her, it formed like wings, floating in the air and radiating its own light.

This earth-shattering blow was undoubtedly powerful, no less powerful than the one Bai Lin had struck upon landing. However, where was Bai Lin, the target she needed to hit? The corpse of the brave warrior did not appear in her sight as she had expected.

"What a grand occasion, Araniah. It seems that you are still quite energetic, so you can still choose to attack me in this situation."

Bai Lin's cold voice rang out at just the right moment. When the aftershocks subsided, she emerged from the smoke, no longer ablaze with flames. Only a faint, bright red haze swirled around her like a cloak, obscuring her features, making it impossible to discern whether they were gloomy or sunny.

She just stood there like that.

Araniah instinctively looked away after just a glance. When she came to her senses, cold sweat streamed down her forehead, her lips clenched tightly, and her grip on the weapon was so tight it felt like blood. She was furious, but not at Bai Lin, but at herself for having just felt a hint of fear.

For a moment, her nerves spasmed, as if someone had tied a knot with their hands. Pain, discomfort, and a scream of fear burst out from her brain and tried to break free from her throat.

That was the fear that living things instinctively felt. A profound sense of foreboding, a profound malice, a profound mystery. Though he didn't display any energy, standing there like an ordinary person, he exuded a terrifying aura that touched people's instincts.

Don't go near her, a voice in my head said.

Don't look directly at her, the natural spirits around her seem to be whispering.

Even so, Araniah naturally couldn't give up. She was a perfect person, so how could she accept losing to her opponent in terms of momentum? She took a deep breath, trying to see through Bai Lin's true nature. Then, she quickly lost her originally solemn expression, grinned, and shouted loudly,

"What a mess! You still won't live long, right? You're making it sound like you're so powerful. You could only live for ten seconds before, but now you can only live for ten minutes. Ten minutes? You only have ten minutes of mobility left. Do you think you can defeat me?!"

Araniah laughed loudly, as if she had never laughed so hard in her life. Bai Lin, who was in such a mysterious state, also chuckled and then replied,

"Why, aren't you the stronger one and want to defeat me? Now that you think you can easily last ten minutes in my hands, are you so happy? Could it be that you are scared?"

As soon as these words came out, Araniah's smile could no longer be maintained. Her nerves twitched, and she was surprised to find that her previous words seemed very abnormal. Her instincts seemed to be still shrouded in darkness. Her facial features were distorted by the rapid change of emotions. Just as she was about to say something, Bai Lin put away the gun first, held his wrist and stretched it, and said,

"It's normal to be afraid, Alaniya. After all, ten minutes is enough for you to die in my hands."

The wolf spirit growled softly. Despite being born under a curse, as long as he could smell the earth's scent and touch the freedom that was meant for him, he could still freely roam this land. He could suppress the resentment within his heart and walk the world. This was the reason for Bai Lin's current state, the fundamental reason for prematurely stopping the ember flames that enveloped his body.

The flames of ember cover are the result of suppressing emotions beyond their limit, then using the dragon spear's own energy to activate a self-destructive mode that completely incinerates both enemies and friends without hesitation. By dispersing these emotions slightly, some of this can naturally be prevented. This state cannot be influenced by the outside world, so only the internal forces, namely, the Miyu within Bai Lin, can achieve this.

Does it hurt? Bai Lin asked in his heart.

Just like what you think of me, I've gotten used to it.

is it?

The two coexisted within the same body, sharing the resentment they shared. Miyu's body, unable to withstand such immense malevolence, had reached the limits of magical physiology. But Bai Lin, already covered in wounds, didn't care about a few new scars. Pain and inner trauma were merely shackles that could be dragged at will, not obstacles.

Chapter 707 The order cannot be messed up

They shared their share of hatred, which didn't add much burden to Bai Lin's body. Just like Romeo and Juliet, they could endure the pressure from their two families and remain together. Although there wasn't love between them, their bond allowed them to easily endure many things. For example, they endured endless tingling and painful echoes, yet stood calmly, observing each other's actions.

Their spirits were not made of steel, nor were they naturally strong, nor could they escape the mire of resentment. But being trapped in it was no problem at all, as relaxing as breathing fresh air.

Just as the two said, they had long been accustomed to it.

The brief pause was fleeting, the bright red mist dispersing as if swept by the wind, revealing Bai Lin's form once again. The rapid drumbeats echoed, and Bai Lin's armor, seemingly transformed, was instantly visible. Mechanical patterns embellished the beauty of meticulous craftsmanship, and power and passion erupted.

Looking at her hands again, they were already covered in the flaming gloves. Her face, exposed, revealed an expression that was completely at odds with her previous demeanor, a fierce, almost ferocious expression. She thrust her hands into her ribs, the shackles ripping through her flesh echoing with the sound of juices. Four full ribs were ripped from between her hands and instantly fell to the ground.

Blood splattered everywhere, but Bai Lin's expression remained unchanged. Instead, the curve of her lips curved upwards. Amidst the constant hum of steam and machinery, her voice pierced through the clouds and mist, loudly declaring,

"Considering that ten minutes is a bit too much, I'll cut it down a bit. Come on, guess how many punches I can throw in these few minutes? And how many can you take?"

As soon as the words fell, the flash of light exploded again. The sound and the person arrived simultaneously, and Bai Lin had already blasted in front of Araniah. At this moment, her body was no longer covered with excessive armor, leaving only her perfect body, a powerful body that continuously radiated strength.

Burst Mode, Extreme Specialization, Red Lotus State

What happened next probably doesn't need to be elaborated on. Thus began the endless, relentless, uninterrupted streak of fighting that wouldn't stop for anything.

When the attack came to her, Alaniya still managed to react. She immediately raised her weapon, trying to attack instead of defend, but—

He was deflected by a heavy swing, and then hit in the face by a heavy punch, and the blows continued without any resistance.

So what about defense? He hunched his body to a certain extent, using the axe's own bulk to block—

Her hands were numbed by the extremely heavy punches again. After receiving a few blows, Bai Lin accidentally knocked them away, and the attack landed on Alaniya again. She continued to hit him, but still encountered no resistance.

Physical means are no longer enough, so let's use magic, that will always be able to stop her! A huge amount of magic power gathered around Araniah, a little bit of dust turned into liquid, but it condensed into a form, ready to transform into a destructive light that could shatter other people's bodies and strike out. But -

Under Bai Lin's fists, which were more dense than raindrops, every inch of magic power was shattered, smashed, and exploded by the incomparably high enthusiasm, until nothing was left, until it attacked the fists' primary target again.

What a joke! The plague rain of the calamity beasts was easily broken by the fire-breathing fists in a miraculous way that was almost divine, failing to harm Bai Lin in the slightest. And how could the strengthened Bai Lin be stopped by such a small amount of magic power?

No one could possibly match her continuous attacks. And when Alaniah had used every counter-attack she could instinctively think of, she suddenly realized that only ten seconds had passed since she was attacked.

"No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Araniah cried out in disbelief, her battered face clearly showing signs of emotional breakdown. Although she didn't finish her words, she must have been questioning how Bai Lin could manage to perform such terrifying moves repeatedly and still survive.

Of course, Bai Lin wouldn't explain. Exhaling after the fight started was completely unnecessary, let alone talking. So I'll answer that question for you.

Burst Mode, Extreme Specialization, Crimson Lotus State, undoubtedly required preheating before use. However, activating the flame-covering body, something inherently counterintuitive, was equivalent to already ravaging Bai Lin's body with extremely terrifying high temperatures.

However, warming up itself wasn't just about "requiring temperature." It also required Bai Lin to gradually adapt to the blast mode, where his heartbeat was like the sound of an engine, and to follow the original intention of the flame-breathing gloves, gradually entering combat mode. However, Bai Lin didn't need these two things in this state.

As for the former, Bai Lin's already battered body wouldn't care about heart problems. She just needed to constantly push her consciousness beyond its limits until her body was ready for battle. As for the latter, she had said this before this battle began:

"I don't have anything else to do today, I just really want to beat someone up."

Only on days like today, when she had learned the truth about Miyu's problems, did she feel particularly at ease. After all... those people persecuted Miyu, essentially to "pay tribute" to Araniah and her people, to that group of people. It was such a simple and unreasonable reason.

So, Bai Lin, in fact, had wanted to do this to Araniah a long time ago. It was just that he had to destroy that exaggerated warship first, appease Miyu, and finally deal with this bitch himself. If the order was reversed, the situation might be completely different.

It looked like Bai Lin was in high spirits. Why was she suddenly chasing after Araniya like this? In reality, every success she had achieved in today's battle had pushed her to a more powerful peak, completely overshadowing Araniya, who was caught off guard and unprepared.

Knowing Bai Lin was human, Alanis could clearly sense that Bai Lin's strength wasn't exaggerated. She could counteract it with whatever force she exerted, and any further resistance would naturally consume her. But she had no chance to fight back. With each of Bai Lin's flawless punches, her common sense was shattered, and any shred of resistance she had was completely destroyed.

Chapter 708 Don’t Run

His body was constantly wounded, and his life force was clearly draining away. His strength, his health, everything was being consumed by the endless beatings. But Bai Lin's condition didn't seem to be declining at all.

How on earth did she do it? She looked like she was on the verge of death, so why did she still launch such a desperate attack? Why?

It was irrational, beyond common sense, and Araniah wasn't even given a moment to think. Finally, she couldn't control herself anymore. A massive wave of platinum gathered in the sky, obscuring the sun, and then poured down like a flood. The threat of magic, in its most primitive form, attacked Bai Lin, as if to crush him.

Bai Lin steadied himself and launched a powerful backswing punch at Alaniya, sending her flying a great distance. The blow shattered her already battered armor. However, despite the loss of her armor, Alaniya wasn't seriously injured. She simply allowed the impact to sweep her away, giving her a moment to breathe.

She looked up at the torrent of energy falling from the sky and attacked it without stopping. Even in this state, facing such a large number of energy, it would take more than a second to break through. Bai Lin was instantly engulfed. Within the platinum wave, her figure spun at high speed, completely blocking every inch of the magic power that pressed towards her body with her iron fists, not allowing them to get even a little closer.

Splitting a mountain might require strength and time, but slicing through an ocean might require even more skill. Without a doubt, whatever it took, Bai Lin's current state was sufficient. She locked her shoulders, elbows bent, and delivered the final blow with the swiftness of a tiger emerging from the mountains. The waves instantly ceased, leaving only tiny drops of water scattering in the air.

After regaining sight of the sun, Bai Lin could clearly see the spray from the air gathering towards Araniah's tiny form. As he regained his composure, a massive metal shell appeared before him. An armored vehicle, gliding nimbly across the ruins on two feet, instantly took shape, spewing magical shells as it barreled towards Bai Lin at high speed.

"You ****, go die now!!!"

An angry roar came from the mouth of Alaniya who was sitting in the car. She seemed to hate Bai Lin to the extreme, but maybe she just wanted to protect herself... that's why she launched such a desperate attack.

After Bai Lin's constant consumption, the materialized platinum in front of him could be said to be the last batch of magic power reserves. If this chariot was damaged again, then Alaniya would have no extra means to attack Bai Lin at will, and could only rely on her own inherent close combat skills and magic power to fight against him.

But she no longer wanted to do that. The woman in front of her with long white hair was a monster, not a creature that could be killed with an axe.

Facing the giant chariot that was six or seven meters tall, Bai Lin's expression remained unchanged. Sparks still flashed in her eyes, and the engine in her body began to beat even faster. She took a step back, lowered her body, and said,

"In the last minute or two, I threw tens of thousands... or so, I lost count. But even with such a large number, I still couldn't wake you up, Alaniya."

"Well, since I said I wanted to hit you, of course I'm going to destroy your last hope!"

An inhuman, terrifying smile played across Bai Lin's lips. It wasn't pure malice, but rather the other extreme of exhilaration. Her frenzied fist power continued to rise, gushing flames lifting her body upwards, directly confronting the chariot's charge, colliding with it with complete recklessness.

Bang! The first punch made contact, slightly damaging Bai Lin's hand. But she paid no heed as she launched a second and third punch. Even without a firm footing, her punches were now unstoppable. Amidst the whirlwind of fist shadows, the opponent's speed had already dropped significantly. If just a moment ago she had been a figure skater sprinting freely across the rink, now it was just the stumbling, chaotic steps of a beginner.

Bai Lin's attack had only just begun. She flipped through the air onto the roof, dodging a few missiles with a narrow margin before dancing in the air again, feeling the heat brushing against her hair. All this dodging and perfect calculation was only to allow her to unleash her fists with even greater recklessness.

Her body fell, and she stood heavily on the chariot. Even the surging struggle of the chariot horses could not make Bai Lin's body shake at all. She began to smash with her ruthless iron fists, and the extremely thick deck was blasted away bit by bit under her fists.

One hundred punches, two hundred punches, three hundred punches… until her goal is achieved, her fists will not retract their offensive will. The flames she hurls forth must continue to scorch, completely consuming the opponent. And Bai Lin herself is the flame itself.

Soon, the chariot ceased its resistance. Bai Lin's eyes instinctively flickered for a moment, and a violent white light, centered on the chariot, instantly exploded. In an instant, Bai Lin's figure was completely obscured. Clearly, this was the legendary self-destruction.

Araniah, emerging from the cabin, was seen wearing the few remaining pieces of her platinum robe, clutching her weapon, running non-stop across the ruins. It was clear that she no longer believed that this self-destructive attack could destroy Bai Lin. Unable to bear the pressure of possible failure, she was the first to leave the struggle. Simply put, it was—

Scared, ran away.

This is terrifying. Why, why did it become like this? Why on earth could it be like this? Are elves like this? Are they something so illogical?!

Whether or not she was an elf was hard to say. Theoretically, elves' common sense was quite abnormal. However, Bai Lin was definitely beyond common sense. Although her body was completely engulfed by the white light of the self-detonation, she still managed to reduce the energy of the explosion and calculated the impact from the edge of the explosion to be blown away, avoiding prolonged contact with the highly calorific material.

In short, Bai Lin was also covered in dirt and wounds, but not dead. Her tattered armor had reappeared on her body, and she instinctively covered her eyes with one hand, collapsing in the ruins.

Chapter 709: Morning Breeze

While her body could still theoretically move for a while, she had already released all the strains that would have burdened her body the moment the battle ended. After all, there was no danger now. Having created such a commotion, it should have attracted the enemy long ago.

Right now, what I need is to find a safe place, take a quick rest, and recover. But before that... let's take a breath.

Although he had endured pain beyond his physical limit countless times, Bai Lin was still not used to this feeling, especially after the battle, he would not force himself to move around while enduring the pain.

If Miyu wasn't around, she would probably be more willing to end her life than to drag her wounded and tired body around.

Thinking of Miyu, Bai Lin struggled to remove her hands from her face and slowly stood up from the ruins. She staggered and took her steps in one direction. After walking for an unknown amount of time, she saw little Miyu, who was not so energetic and a little tired, but fortunately, her skin was not scratched. Seeing Bai Lin coming, she blinked her eyes, her eyes were full of energy, and her body curled up on the edge of the ruins immediately jumped up and said happily,

"Ah, sister, you're finally back! I told you, that guy is definitely no match for you."

Bai Lin's face was speechless for a while. Her legs softened and her body drooped freely due to inertia. She sat down next to Mi Yu. As she did so, she replied,

"I'm not exactly returning triumphantly. Can't you see how badly injured I am? Can you not be so happy?"

"It's okay, I understand you too well. This little injury will heal after a good night's sleep."

"Go away, damn it! I better not apologize for kicking you out twice."

Bai Lin said this to Mi Yu in a bad mood, then he sighed deeply and looked at the starless night in front of him.

After the battle, maybe I should light a cigarette and enjoy myself. Thinking this, she reached for her waist with a trembling hand, but stopped mid-move. Bai Lin glanced at the little Miyuki in front of him, then placed his hand on her head and stroked her fur.

Suddenly, I didn’t feel like smoking so much anymore.

After doing this for a while, Bai Lin sighed deeply again. Then she patted Miyu's back, helped her stand up, and replied,

"Come on, stop being lazy, it's time to find a place to set up camp... Have you learned anything after watching this so many times? I'm really tired and don't want to work anymore, you little brat, take over for me for a while."

Bai Lin, who was hunched over, managed to stand up and walked slowly forward. The answer she got was naturally Mi Yu's puzzled eyes and the word "no". However, Mi Yu soon turned to laughing and said to Bai Lin,

"But if you're really tired, I can help you walk! I can still do that."

"Forget it, you're so small, and I'm not so fragile that I can't walk. Go away and don't bother me anymore."

Just like that, a man and a wolf, bathed in the moonlight, slowly walked across the ruins. The silent night also ushered in a quiet end. This peace and beauty, perhaps, would also be perfectly frozen in the night.

Bai Lin's mind was vast at the moment, just like the boundless plain. She could hear the wind blowing, the insects chirping, the stars twinkling in the sky, and naturally, she could hear Mi Yu's whispers in her heart. She just heard her say,

"Thank you very much, sis."

Our hero tilted his mouth slightly and replied slowly in his heart,

"You're welcome. It's just a small favor."

-

A hazy light pierced through the mist, casting a gentle warmth across the morning woods. It wasn't a particularly dense forest, but it was home to a vibrant life. Walking through it felt particularly at ease and comfortable, a blissful immersion in the life.

A gentle bird song rose, echoing in the bustling chorus of birds, wave after wave, echoing through the forest. Suddenly, the forest became much more lively, breaking the quiet that was not suitable for such a vibrant time of year, not suitable for the early morning. Yet, it was not noisy, and did not detract from the overall atmosphere beyond the word "peaceful and tranquil."

The wind carried this beautiful symphony, bending over the treetops and arriving at a building in the forest. The building looked quite large, the workmanship not particularly exquisite, nor did it have the slightest sense of grandeur. However, from every brick and tile, one could sense the heavy emotions borne during its construction, and the painstaking effort put into it by the workers.

A bell rang from the top of the building, stopping the wind. Yet, this heavy sound was not austere, and it did not in the least disrupt the peaceful scene in the nearby forest. Instead, it spread the peaceful feeling, along with the bell and the light, to every inch of the nearby land.

The sound of a bell that brings this feeling is what we generally call "sacred," a sacredness that blends into all things, a sacredness that does not sting others, a sacredness without distractions. Just like the large rear window that offers a direct glimpse into the church's interior, it is clear and bright.