Chapter 129

Chapter 129: The Dance of Silver Blood

“Miss Lacy must be the hooded lady I spoke with in the shop before.”

Zanep looked at the young girl before him. Her golden hair had turned silver, perhaps this was her true appearance.

She truly is beautiful, Zanep thought, though he felt some reluctance. Over the years, his obsession and desire had grown, and now he needed to prove himself, leaving no room for hesitation.

“Your knowledge is commendable. If you go to Rourna or to Emanas, you will have a bright future ahead. There’s no need to risk your life for Kallistes.”

Zanep felt a pang of regret. It had become increasingly difficult to find talented individuals over the years.

“I apologize, Mr. Zanep.”

“I cannot go against my heart. Having promised to protect Kallistes, I will keep my word.”

“Perhaps adapting to circumstances would be better, but that’s not the life I wish to lead.”

“I made a vow never to lie to myself again, to live honestly.”

Lolan Hill extended her left hand, and crimson particles began to float in the hall. A blood-red spear materialized in the air, its tip glowing a dangerous crimson, matching her eyes.

Looking at the silver-haired, red-eyed girl, Zanep admired her knowledge and beauty, yet he could only prepare to fight.

A gray giant automaton struck with one palm, creating a thunderous wind and shockwave.

The silver-haired figure moved.

Crack—

The sound of glass shattering echoed.

Layer upon layer of pale gold magical barriers appeared before Zanep. The spear tip scratched across the crystal-hard shield, leaving sparks and sharp sounds. The multi-faceted transparent shield shattered under the blood-red spear.

The deep red spear tip flickered dangerously. A red streak flashed across, and a long bloodstain appeared on Zanep’s face.

Terrifying.

That was all Zanep could think. Is she really only Sequence 4? His right hand opened, freezing rays suddenly appeared, attempting to restrict the girl’s terrifying speed, but they were easily dodged and struck nothing.

The automaton’s massive palm struck the center of the hall, creating a deep depression.

Zanep’s situation was perilous. He no longer held back. The patterns on the automaton began to glow, and countless Mana and magic power started to gather.

A thick blue light column shot up, aiming to kill everyone inside the hall.

Lolan Hill retreated to defend. Red crystal-like hexagons formed a wall, protecting Chelsea and Meilu and others.

Meilu found it hard to believe. This is Lacy’s true strength?

So dazzling, so powerful, yet the slender figure brought a sense of security.

Silver shoes stepped on the rubble, white silk stockings wrapped around her calves, and her knees were faintly visible beneath the hem. The moderately long skirt overlapped in the middle, with red butterfly decorations on both sides.

Lolan Hill leaped into the air. The deep red spear traced a long arc in the night sky, slicing through Zanep’s defenses. The barrier shattered like popping beans, and Zanep’s form shattered like glass.

Is this some kind of translocation spell, similar to castling? The girl thought, then looked up at the giant automaton.

Inside the ‘Titan’ automaton, Zanep panted, clutching the control room. It took a while for his shock to subside.

This is genius? Perhaps the Red-White twin princes were also at this level. Suppressing his astonishment, he fully activated the war machine.

Countless gears began turning. Magic power inside the automaton followed a specific path, and white steam started rising from behind.

The arm, as massive as a mountain, swung down, smashing into the cliff. The mansion and the cliff began falling towards the sea, and those inside screamed.

Lady Phyllis and Master Helang separated. She used air currents to lift them and gently set them down. Seeing this, Master Helang stopped fighting, though he supported the organization, he had his principles.

Lolan Hill breathed a sigh of relief seeing Lady Phyllis intervene. Now she could focus on the enemy before her.

She had to give it everything.

Holding the blood-red spear, she focused entirely. The spear tip burned intensely, distorting the surrounding air.

Perceiving the danger, Zanep did not hesitate. The automaton grabbed part of the mountain, a massive boulder hundreds of meters wide fell from the sky, carrying a thousand pounds of force, accompanied by howling winds.

“Magical Spear·Gungnir!”

With a clear shout, the girl opened her eyes. In the pitch-black night, her eyes glowed like a red moon, and she threw the spear.

The spear, more intense than ever, red as blood, shot out like a meteor from the ground.

The gray boulder blocking the sky seemed nonexistent, instantly shattered into dust and scattered like rain.

But this was not the end. The red meteor pierced the automaton’s head, leaving a large hole before disappearing into the endless night.

The automaton continued to operate, with even louder noises coming from its towering body.

Bang—

Like a steam valve opening, narrow passages appeared on the automaton’s back, and golden wings began to spread. The magnificent wings shone brightly, like the descent of a deity.

The splendid wings dispersed in the atmosphere. Upon closer inspection, they were composed of golden swords, each with intricate magic patterns. They swiftly darted through the air, like a flock of birds returning to their nest, rushing towards Lolan Hill, their sharp blades gleaming with danger.

These flying golden swords were enchanted artifacts, cutting through the air and everything in their path, occasionally passing through obstacles like rocks, leaving smooth cuts.

The golden swords sliced through the crimson hexagonal shield, producing intense friction and sparks. The shield’s light rapidly weakened, and the swords cut through her hair and edges of her skirt, leaving long, thin bloodstains on Lolan Hill.

Her blood and sweat mixed together. Wielding two blood-red swords, she spun in the air. The blood swords clashed with the golden ones, sparks flying everywhere. Broken golden swords lay at her feet, some snapped, others with chipped blades. Their blades no longer glowed, darkened.

Crack—

With a crisp sound, the blood sword reached its limit and shattered under the impact of the golden sword, turning into fragments and light, dispersing in the air.

Lolan Hill opened her right hand, and crimson magic power gathered, forming another blood-red sword.

As she fought the golden swords, the ‘Titan’ automaton began charging. A blue-white light gradually illuminated its chest.

No good!

The girl muttered, then the blood sword shimmered and was thrown, exploding and shattering the incoming golden sword. Crimson magic power began weaving behind her, resembling crystal-like wings forming.

The silver and red figure leaped into the night sky, like a fish navigating a turbulent river, quickly moving. The crimson trajectory wobbled slightly, dodging the golden swords, then shooting straight up.

High above, thin clouds flowed beneath her, and a radiant full moon hung in the clear sky. Moonlight overflowed this world.

The silver light on the ground suddenly dimmed, as if someone had turned off the lights. Many people looked up in surprise, and a figure stood in the center of the moon, with silver hair fluttering and red eyes like blood. So delicate and small, yet so dazzling, impossible to ignore.

Special magic power from the moonlight gathered in Lolan Hill’s hands, burning fiercely on her wings.

The automaton’s core in the chest gathered magic power, fully charged. Then, a beam of light pierced the sky and earth, directly targeting the girl in the sky.

The crimson shield was quickly consumed, turning into fragments and light in just two seconds, but that was enough.

A red lightning bolt shook the heavens and earth. Everyone in Hope Lane felt the ground tremble, filled with fear. The red lightning struck the light column, piercing its core, and blew up the sea below, creating a bottomless pit, with seawater gurgling as it poured in.

The automaton’s chest was blown open, but it remained stubborn. Golden swords emitted a buzzing sound, carrying their owner’s obsession, resentment, and anger, flying back into the sky.

“Still unwilling to let go?”

The girl sighed, feeling a surge of respect.

Lolan Hill’s figure plummeted from the sky, air currents passing by her side, hair and skirt fluttering wildly.

Another blood-red spear slowly materialized in her hand. Unlike before, silver moonlight gathered on the blade, transforming it into a crescent moon-shaped blade, resembling a long crescent saber.

The cold light was saw-like, sharp and cold, the spear shaft blood-red, like a crimson branch.

Swoosh—

The crescent moon blade traced a new moon arc in the air. In the pale light, several golden swords were immediately shattered, turning into sparks.

Then, several crescents flashed, and golden sword fragments rained from the sky. The silver-haired girl charged at the gray-blue automaton, her slender figure providing a sense of security under the towering shadow.

“Please rest here.”

The spear and crescent blade burned with a surging crimson magic power, extending and lengthening as Lolan Hill swung them.

It was like wielding a massive red brush, freely splashing ink and painting on white paper.

A silver-red arc spanning nearly a kilometer sliced through the night, splitting the automaton. Then,

The second—

The third—

The fourth—

The fifth—

Finally, the entire automaton shattered into pieces, rolling silently across the ground.

Thank you, Meng Luo Yun, xFrostyFeetx, Kel_Thuzad, Tian Ming Jie, Yi Xin Ru Yi Qing Feng Zi Lai, Qi Dian Zhong Wen Mang, for your support.

Burning out completely (>.<)