Chapter 66: You Better Pray He’s Alright
Feeling Xue Nuo’s terrifying aura like a blizzard, High Priest Zhuo Xin wore a rare look of astonishment.
“Anticipating my attack in advance and creating such a big fuss to provide a distraction for the False King’s blood to escape.”
“Experienced and calm, decisively making a move, Ice Rose truly lives up to its name.”
“However, that’s precisely why I don’t understand.”
Zhuo Xin pressed his palms together, appearing humble, while the surrounding cultists waved their blades, encircling the girl.
“Zhuo Yan’s Eye seeks only the False King’s blood, with no intention of antagonizing the empire or the mages.”
“Miss Andrevith, if you have no intention of achieving bliss, you should just back off.”
The girl let out a cold breath, her brows still frostily fierce: “You sure have a lot to say.”
How could a heartless cultist understand the bond between master and disciple?
In the next moment, the cold tide surged.
The core ability of the Golden Bloodline Ice Soul, Absolute Zero.
At Sequence 5, it was enough to plunge the earth into winter in an instant.
The ground froze, flowers frosted, as the sky filled with cold clouds, even the birds high above had their hearts frozen and fell.
Everywhere the frost and snow passed, it turned to ice-cold.
However, the crimson flames and flowing magma intertwined to form a massive bloody ribcage, blocking the freezing cold that encased everything.
Zhuo Xin showed no joy or sorrow and continued, “Perhaps you plan to stall for time, allowing the False King’s blood to take the Golden-Winged Griffin to the border post for refuge.”
“But unfortunately, we’ve already set up a backup plan to cut off his escape route! Regardless of whether you back off or not, the False King’s blood is doomed to die!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the silver-haired girl, whose expression was seemingly carved from ice and snow, finally showed a hint of wavering.
Why even engage in a battle with a decided outcome? Even if Xue Nuo was stubborn, she should come to terms with this logic.
Zhuo Xin was about to smirk but it froze immediately.
Because the silver-haired girl showed no signs of retreating as anticipated.
On the contrary, her terrifying aura suddenly surged, her ice-blue eyes shining fiercely, filled with killing intent.
Then, an imposing glacier rose from behind the girl, blocking out the sun.
She wasn’t going to stall anymore.
As she exhaled cold air, the girl, like an embodiment of bitter cold, spoke in a voice deep as the current storm.
“You better pray he’s alright.”
In the valley center, flames spewed, glaciers reached the sky.
Glancing back, Roy’s expression drastically changed as he grabbed Cheese and shouted, “Fly faster!”
“Big brother, don’t worry, that white-haired girl is very strong. She shouldn’t fall easily…!”
The two forces clashed, unleashing a staggering wave of heat and frost that echoed throughout the valley.
Even the Golden-Winged Griffin, capable of soaring through tornadoes, stumbled and almost fell from the sky; the comforting words turned into crude exclamations.
Roy and Cheese glanced back only to see the valley’s center covered in layers of ice and magma, resembling another world.
And the magma was clearly losing its momentum.
Roy grumbled, “You think I’m worried about her?”
“… Big brother, to be honest, I’m a bit worried about your future family status.”
“Cut that out. Just fly!”
Roy wasn’t really worried about Xue Nuo.
A Sequence 6 cultist could match a typical Sequence 5, but a Golden Bloodline who spent years active on the front lines isn’t someone an ordinary Sequence 5 can compare to.
Not to say it’s a guaranteed win, but self-preservation was more than sufficient.
Staying behind would only lead to being surrounded by cultists, becoming a hindrance.
Once they reached the border fortress of the Golden Kingdom, there’d be no more need to fight Xue Nuo.
The Golden-Winged Griffin flew at breakneck speed, its wings expanding skyward, shortly leaving the valley behind.
But just as they were about to burst out of the valley’s top into the skies, Roy’s heart sank, his expression changing as he suddenly yanked Cheese, forcibly altering their direction.
Having been through the city of death multiple times, Roy had a natural sensitivity to killing intent.
“Big brother…?!”
Almost at the same time, a dense layer of vines burst from both sides of the cliffs, weaving into a corrosive web draped in yellow-green pus.
Cheese’s fur stood on end in fright.
If Roy hadn’t grabbed it, Racing ahead would have turned Cheese into literal cheese!
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, several seeds fell onto the corrosive web, transforming mid-air into decaying wooden birds that soared in for the attack.
“Run!”
No need for Roy to shout, Cheese was already terrified enough to kick it into high gear.
The golden wings flashed like lightning, racing past and tearing the blocking decaying wooden swords to shreds.
However, there were simply too many birds.
Even with a beak sharp as a sword and claws like daggers, the fierce lightning could take down a bird, but more seeds fell like a rainstorm, morphing into a filthy flock that completely drowned out Cheese‘s escape.
Outnumbered, Cheese was entangled with one bird when a massive decaying vulture charged toward it, colliding head-on.
With a screech, the far more terrifying vulture exploded, splattering dirty pus all over Cheese.
“I’m covered in filth! Yuck~!”
Even the bravest griffin couldn’t withstand that stench.
Cheese screeched, its eyes rolling back, tongue lolling, sending the boy crashing against the cliffside, tumbling down to the ground.
That drop wasn’t significant for its steel muscles, but Roy was more concerned about Cheese’s safety.
He rushed over, quickly reaching into Cheese‘s mouth, and released Purification at maximum speed, but even so, Cheese was still writhing in pain, tongue sticking out on the ground.
The explosion of the birds wasn’t that powerful, as long as Purification could heal its insides and protect its organs, the corrosive wounds shouldn’t be too serious!
“Cheese, hang in there! Think of your cake…”
“Yuck! I can’t hold on!”
The Golden-Winged Griffin cried, “Just now, I accidentally swallowed it!”
“Don’t worry, my ability works on you as a whole!”
“No, you don’t understand! The taste…”
The Golden-Winged Griffin was crying and angry, its eyes filled with despair: “This stuff was definitely made from a tree monster’s answer! And I just swallowed it! Ahhh, I’m going to vomit!”
Roy was at a loss for words.
Taking advantage of their unawareness, he quickly wiped his hands on a still clean feather and fell into thought.
The headquarters of Zhuo Yan’s Eye was in the Golden Sands Kingdom, so their strike wasn’t surprising.
But just now, that was clearly a technique from All Things Wither. This meant the cultists were already prepared and had teamed up.
That was not good news.
Just then, as if to confirm his suspicion, a nauseating aura slowly approached.
A chilling gray mist, corrupting miasma, sticky dampness, accompanied by a bone-chilling icy killing intent.
Staring at those silhouettes, some familiar and others strange, yet all sinister and treacherous, the boy’s expression grew solemn.
A pale-skinned, grinning bald mage.
An old man resembling dead wood, surrounded by decaying vultures.
A hunched-over, small boy in a blue robe.
And an unexpectedly familiar face.
A chestnut-haired girl, propping her chin, showing a pure smile, yet her cheeks crawled with wriggling deep blue scales, and her blue slit eyes radiated icy hatred and killing intent.
“Roy Ainbrad, long time no see~”