The black-armored, white-clothed woman raised her ice lance and stabbed it toward Night White, not giving Night White the chance to recover. Night White was holding the fire-shaped sword while blocking and retreating, completely relying on his instinct to resist.
Two rounds later, old wounds are not healed and then added new wounds. At this moment, Night White’s mind is very confused. He simply does not know how to fight each other's attacks.
Night White's whole body was lit up with Black Flame, just like the Balrog in the world. These Black Flames are produced because chaos repairs wounds for Night White. So you can imagine how many wounds of Night White are left by the woman.
"Calm down! Don't mess up your mind. Although every attack of that black-armored, white-clothed woman is heavy, don't forget the sword you practice." Chaos' voice appeared once again.
"Whew!" Night White gasped and gripped the sword forged with Black-Blood Flame in his hand. His heart constantly hinted to himself: don't be afraid. I can win.
With a low roar, Night White slashed directly towards the black-armored, white-clothed woman. The woman thought that this behavior is stupid, like a novice using a sword!
The woman held the lance with one hand to meet the attack, while Night White threw the yellow earth that was held in the hands before directly at the woman.
Who knows that the yellow earth flying in mid-air was frozen into countless ice slags falling. Night White did not hesitate to throw the fire-shaped sword, and then in the next second there was a long sword that was carved with a black bat. Night White immediately attached the fire element to the long sword.
The woman used her lance to pick away the sword of fire element. She did not expect the next second Night White holding a long sword with enchantment slashed towards her.
The lance instantly split in half, and ice locks attached to the entire lance. Only to see that the woman used the ice locks on the lance to firmly fix Night White’s long sword. Just see her struggle to fling, she directly drew away Night White’s sword.
The woman looked at the long sword in her hand and was slightly puzzled. Why would a human boy have a sword forged by Lilia?
Taking advantage of the black-armored, white-clothed woman's dazed moment, Night White turned around and ran quickly.
"He has been beaten like this but he still has the strength to escape. His life force is really tenacious. It is time to end this farce."
Night White hid behind a mound of dirt. His head was a little dizzy, and the healing Black Flame was gradually extinguishing.
"My power has bottomed out, and next I will fall into a short slumber. The next all depends on you..." Chaos' voice grew weaker and weaker until there was no more sound.
Without Chaos' healing, the gunshot wound on Night White became more and more painful, and his entire school uniform was stained with blood. Night White's face was pale, his lips were pale too, and he leaned motionlessly against the mound, quietly waiting for death to come.
The long black hair gradually turned silver, his pupils changed from black to scarlet, and the body changed toward the girl's appearance.
"I never ...expect that the wound left by that lance would still drain magic power." Iris fell to the ground and closed her eyes.
The black-armored, white-clothed woman followed the blood trail to find Night White. Looking at a silver-haired girl lying on the ground, the woman felt a little puzzled.
"Female disguised as a man? Or ..."
When the woman noticed the face of the girl on the ground, she froze. Besides, she was greatly surprised.
"It looks almost exactly the same!"
The woman took out a white bottle from her bosom, took a small green pill from it and fed it into Iris' mouth.
Then she looked at the ring on Iris' hand and said coldly, "Carry her! Come with me."
A small pink and white ghost ran out of the ring, then transformed into a stretcher with long hands on either side to place Iris on the stretcher, following closely behind the black-armored, white-clothed woman.
Five days later, the valley was littered with skeletons and corpses, and the blood on the ground looked particularly bright under the dusk.
Screams, and killing sounds filled the entire valley. Knights with swords and shields, and the military mages behind them keep attacking with magic towards the skeleton soldiers.
Skeleton soldiers continue to crawl out of the ground, which makes the team become broken in an instant.
At this moment they were surrounded by these skeleton soldiers. Under the slaughter of those skeleton soldiers, this White Stork squad all fell in a pool of blood.
When this White Stork squad perished, the sky was filled with thunder clouds.
"Boom boom boom ~~~~~~"
Dozens of falling thunder descended like thick-bodied thunder dragons smashed on the ground. The skeleton soldiers along with the human corpses on the ground instantly turned into charcoal, which scattered when the wind blew.
"White Stork's soldiers are for nothing." A man wearing a mech battle suit said.
"Huh!" The black-haired woman laughed coldly.
Before the woman could say anything, two ice spikes pierced directly into the necks of those two men. Rolling hot blood flowed out from their throats.
They were from the country north of White Stork - Cang Yue, a country known as the land of technology, with the most advanced technology in the entire continent. At the same time, it is also the country with the weakest magical strength, and the researched mecha battle suits are squeezing their lives all the time, completely taking the lives of the nationals to fight again.
The black-armored, white-clothed woman spoke, and Iris following behind slowly said, "Oh."
The woman came to the corpses of the two and said indifferently, "Ugly. Inedible."
Iris took advantage of the black-armored woman talking to herself and ran quickly. Before she could run far, an ice spear landed precisely in front of Iris.
"Ugh! Found out again." Iris had to meekly turn back and came to the woman's side.
The woman did not say anything. She took out the forbidden magic lock from the armor and threw it to Iris, who took the forbidden magic lock and put it on her hand obediently.
As the saying goes, people can't be arrogant when they ask others for help. Besides, Iris’s life and death are under her control, how dare Iris disobey?
"This is already the ninth time to escape. If there is another, you will die!"
"I promise there won't be a next time. Besides I have put on the forbidden magic lock. Now I am just like an ordinary person. A random skeleton soldier can kill me."
"Ugh, wait for me. Wait for me." Iris hurriedly ran to the black-armored woman's side.
Dusk had fallen and night had come. The two of them leaned against the rocks to rest.
The woman took out a blood bag from her armor and threw it to Iris, who took the blood bag with both hands and opened it with her teeth, drinking it without missing a drop.
"Don't you want to put down your helmet and rest? Aren't you tired of wearing armor all day?" Iris asked.
The black-armored woman took off her helmet to reveal her face, and her face made Iris a little dazed.
A few strands of long blue-white hair is hanging down the side of her face, slightly swaying along with the wind blowing. Her face is clear, beautiful, and heroic. There is no woman's delicate characteristic but is full of the determination of a veteran in the battlefield. When she looks at Iris, there is a touch of unfathomable tenderness in her eyes.
"Gentle? No, it should be my illusion. She keeps me only because she is the royal family of the Blood. It is estimated that she wants to exchange a lot of ransom from Lilia." Iris sighed in her heart: "I have already been taught a lesson by this woman. I guess Lilia will give me another beating after saving me. How bitter life is!"
