Chapter 533

Chapter 156 – Dark Fire in the Long Night Part 3

Huu—

Clang!

“Damn…”

In a hurry, the tall heretic raised his long knife in front of him, but it only managed to block for an instant.

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and the long knife snapped immediately. The broken blade grazed the heretic’s face, drawing a line of blood that flew up into the air. The short scythe, still carrying white frost, plunged into his chest with undiminished momentum, piercing deep and causing hot blood to splash out.

“Guh!”

The tall heretic couldn’t hold back a stifled groan. Flames of karma also overflowed from his mouth, while the power of frost began to erode his body from his chest. White frost spread visibly across the man’s neck and arms, covering his entire upper body. The extreme cold and intense heat clashed within him, accompanied by a sharp “hiss,” thick steam seeping out of his skin, slowly rising into the air.

“Guh… Guh ah… Ha, ha…”

The tall heretic’s face was contorted in pain, his voice trembling. His forehead veins bulged, and dark red patterns instantly covered his ugly face. The man sneered, large drops of sweat on his face freezing and then evaporating almost instantly.

“You…”

He stared at my face with blood-red eyes, struggling to speak. The flames of karma burning on his body dimmed under the frost’s erosion, but then suddenly flared up again, the intense heat roaring out and dispersing the surrounding frost. Scarlet flames filled his vision, and I couldn’t help but squint. My left fist was about to strike when the heretic rapidly retreated.

He reacted quickly and moved faster. His steps, not yet frozen, abruptly changed direction. With a “whoosh,” the short scythe was pulled out of his chest, bringing out countless frozen chunks of flesh, but the man didn’t care; he wasn’t affected. In an instant, he distanced himself from me, retreating nearly ten meters away. He raised his palm towards me, blood foam continuously spilling from his mouth, yet his sneer grew even more sinister: “—Quite cute, hehehe…”

Boom—

The gathered karma fire converged into a blazing fireball in his palm and suddenly rushed towards me.

“Hmm…”

I snorted lightly.

This level of attack didn’t require dodging.

As the fireball approached, the frost power once again gathered on my left palm. Then, I swung forward fiercely!

Boom!

My slender arm struck the raging fire head-on. The clash between ice and flame lasted only an instant. The incoming fireball, like a tiny insect, was sent flying by my strike, carrying a howling gale across the grass, leaving a trail of red flames before hitting a distant hill.

Rumble!

The violent explosion created a massive wave of fire. Scorching winds swept through the dust, rolling like thunder, blowing my loose hair wildly. The heretic in front seemed to show a moment of surprise, and simultaneously, I swiftly threw my ice scythe.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh—

The ice scythe charged forward without hesitation, breaking through the scattered flames in the air. It traced an arc and accurately hit the heretic’s unprepared head. The cold, sharp blade pierced his left eye socket, sending the tall heretic flying into the air with such force that his feet lifted off the ground. His body flipped several times in mid-air before landing five or six meters away.

Ha, easy…

Suddenly gathering strength underfoot, I was about to press my advantage and strike again when a strong wind blew past my side. A wave of intense heat appeared in my peripheral vision. I became alert, halting my forward momentum and quickly crouching down. A powerful kick wrapped in karma fire swept over my head!

Whoosh—

The wind and fire sounds pierced my eardrums. I crouched on the ground, supporting myself with both hands, frowning slightly.

Another one…

Trying to outnumber me?

…Then let them come.

Thoughts flashed through my mind in less than a third of a second. The opponent’s kick had not yet retracted, and I didn’t turn to confirm. In my peripheral vision, the other leg, wrapped in tattered black trousers, maintained balance and supported his body. His bare foot stood firm, the karma fire still lingering—

A huge gap!

I reacted immediately, maintaining my crouched position. My right leg shot out sideways, almost parallel to my head, sweeping toward the heretic’s supporting leg with extreme flexibility!

Bang!

Crack.

The sound of bones breaking clearly rang out as the sweeping kick’s force was unstoppable. There was no time for the heretic to adjust or mitigate. His lower leg snapped, bone fragments piercing through the skin, and he cried out in pain. Losing balance, he remained in a high-lift state, hovering half a meter above the ground before falling.

In the next moment, I pushed off the ground with both hands, using the counterforce and the momentum of the sweep. My body soared up, spinning rapidly like a wheel, one rotation, two rotations. My right leg retracted, and my left leg became a whip, aimed at the heretic’s head, which was also in the air, about to land.

Whizz—

Thud!

Boom!

The sharp whistle of the leg sweeping through the air, the dull thud of impact, and the terrifying force that snapped the heretic’s neck. His head slammed hard onto the yellow earth. The three sounds exploded almost simultaneously. It seemed to be a small person, weighing barely over a hundred pounds, but the force of the impact instantly cracked the hardened yellow earth, scattering dust and rocks七八米远！

他甚至连出声的机会都没有。

头部、胸腔、双腿，相继

Almost simultaneously, they crashed to the ground. At the moment the earth and stones scattered, there were several more sharp cracks of bones breaking. The heretic’s body suddenly went limp, then was flung up by the shocking counterforce. The muscles and skin of his broken lower leg were torn off and flew several meters away. A large piece of his right skull caved in, and blood had yet to spill out.

At the same time, I flipped over in mid-air for the last rotation, slamming my right palm onto his face with all my might, pressing down on him again!

Boom!

Clutching his face with my palm, it was like an iron clamp hammer, an irresistible force that crushed him back onto the hard ground covered in frost. His head could not bear the impact and split open, spewing out disgusting red plasma, which splattered on my swirling skirt and hot, viscous matter shot onto my cheek.

It’s not enough…

Bang! Bang! Bang—

With three shocking explosions, the rolling white mist from my palms instantly re-froze the already cracked and loose yellow soil. The heretic whose head I was pressing down on had his already split head shattered into countless pieces by the cold, terrifying impact, scattering like an ice storm in all directions.

At this point, my feet finally landed steadily.

I moved my palm from the ground, straightened my waist, and lightly exhaled, looking at the corpse on the ground, headless and left only with its body—this person was dead. The flames of sin were extinguished by the frost, his body not even twitching, already turned into a cold sculpture.

From when he kicked me, to my sweeping kick in retaliation, then soaring up with a roundhouse kick, pressing my palm on his head, causing his skull to explode under the blow, and finally adding three bursts of frost mist to completely shatter his head, the entire process took less than two seconds.

The cold air spread outward. I stood in the center of the frost mist, listening to the surroundings. After a moment, I picked off some frozen blood clots from my face and glanced at the corpse.

“… Three hundred thirty-seven.”

This person wasn’t a clown.

In my eyes, the crimson pupils flickered a few times before going out, returning to their dark night color.

… There are four left.

“Hey hey, this isn’t fun…”

In the distance, a heretic seemed to be speaking.

“Even Quel is dead…”

“That was a little girl… Oh damn, I hate little girls…”

… The closest voice still came from the direction of the person I had hit in the left eye with the short scythe earlier.

Moon Step.

Whoosh—

A gust of cold wind rushed into my ears, and in an instant, the ice mist in front of me broke apart. I burst out from the mist, my steps quickening. My petite figure appeared and vanished in the night sky, black dress fluttering like a ghostly spirit. With a few flashes, I arrived in front of the tall and thin heretic.

He hadn’t even reacted.

The frost on his body had not completely melted but he had stood up again. The short scythe embedded in his eye socket had been pulled out and discarded on the ground. The dark, terrible wound had not fully healed, and burning blood gushed out like a fountain. His remaining right eye was still trembling, slightly doubtful as it looked at the direction more than ten meters away where his companion’s body lay under the frost mist, thinking I was still there.

But I was already standing in front of him.

Looking up straight, he stared at me.

Letting the splattering blood splash onto himself.

One second.

Only to see the tall and thin heretic’s pupils unfocus and refocus, his facial muscles twitching. His body suddenly tensed. His right eye, which had refocused, widened and fixed on my expressionless face. For a moment, his expression was filled with panic before turning fierce. He let out a loud cry, “Ah!” Intense flames erupted again, enveloping his upper body, arms, and ugly face in a blink.

Then, the crimson flame wave surged towards me.

Whew whew whew—

The flames engulfed my body and vision. All I heard was the sound of burning, and a startling push came from the front. I stood firmly, leaning forward, resisting the scorching wave for a moment. Then, frost mist began to surge from beneath my feet, enveloping me.

Sizzling…

The fusion of high and low temperatures created an extreme explosion, covering everything. Steam was blinding, and I couldn’t help but squint. The tall and thin heretic exerted all his strength, continuously spraying crimson flames from both palms. In the midst of it, I faintly heard his desperate shout, “Help me!”

“Mr. J!!!”

In the next moment, I resisted the flames, stretched out my hand, grabbed his abdominal clothing, bent my knees slightly, and leaped up.

“It doesn’t hurt or itch…”

While speaking, a dense spray of white frost burst from my mouth.

“Who exactly are you—”

Bam!

I struck the heretic’s face with a heavy punch.

This punch shattered his face, sent his unfinished words back into his throat, knocked several teeth out, collapsed his nose, and made his face cave in. The tall and thin heretic couldn’t even scream. His feet left the ground instantly, and his body was about to fly backward. But I grabbed his clothing, pulling him back. As he fell, my frost-covered fist struck his face again!

Bam!

Bam!

Bam—

After three punches, the tall and thin heretic’s face was no longer human. His remaining eyeball burst, nose and mouth twisted together, emitting only strange sounds, “Huhuhuhu.” But in the next moment, a roar descended from the sky, accompanied by a gust of fierce wind from above.

“Damn it, little girl!!!”