Chapter 14: The Battle of the Demigods
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"This ...... Is this the land of the dead? this is your realm?" the magic energy in Antuin's pupils throbbed violently, "That's how you fought in this world?"
As he spoke, the land of bones like a mountain had already covered half of the forest, and the environment of the two inherent spiritual realms had taken up half of each other, entangled in the middle of the original forest.
"Yes, dead silence, emptiness, only a world of desolation and death. β
"So, you're in your field...... Resurrected her?" Antuin said incredulously, "or is her soul with you all the time?"
"I wish it were. Pannisy greedily stared at Nelly's face, "But alas, it's not like that. β
"I see. Antuin nodded: "It's just a shadow in your memory, given entity by the inherent mental realm. β
"Not exactly, for the others, it is indeed an entity, she can attack, she can defend, her fighting ability and fighting skills are exactly the same as I know her. With a wry smile on her face, Pannis stretched out her hand to Nelly, but the trembling hand passed directly through Nelly's body, as if she didn't exist at all: "But, for me, she won't smile at me anymore, she won't talk to me anymore, and even, I can't hold her hand anymore." β
"Crime and Punishment in Hell, quite aptly named, you can always see her, but you can never get a response from her. This is an eternal punishment for you. Antuin suddenly laughed: "I'm getting more and more curious, what did you do to make you so miserable when they didn't even notice back then?"
"Those who did not go to war are not qualified to know. Pannis snorted.
"Let's do a guessing game. Antuin didn't seem to be in a hurry to decide the winner, and said very leisurely: "Some people rumor that you are depressed and collapsed because of Nelly's death, but I know that both of you know that this is nonsense. With the character of both of you, it is an honor for you to fight and die for what is right in your eyes, not pain. So, there must have been something going on that would be hard for the people around you to notice, right?"
Pannis's face was gloomy, and with a flick of his finger forward, a half-moon-shaped sword qi flashed and cut towards Antuin, and all the trees on the way were cut off in unison, unable to cause any obstruction to the sword qi.
Antuin casually stretched out his finger to block it in front of him, and the moment the sharp sword qi touched his finger, it disappeared out of thin air. Antuin smiled again: "Looks like I guessed right, so let's continue to guess what happened." For a hundred years, I've heard from several people who went to war about the situation, when the spirits rushed at you, and then Nelly rushed forward, allowing the spirits to take possession of her body, and at the same time piercing her own heart with a single shot, and severely wounding the spirits. Now that you think about it, Nelly is right next to you, and theoretically you're faster than her, so what are you doing the moment she rushes up? Hehe, I think I see, you hesitated at that moment, right?"
"It's so much more complicated than you think, and you'll never guess it. The expression on Pannis's face kept changing, like pain, like reminiscence, but finally it was frozen in the laziness and uninhibition outside the previous realm: "You can guess hard, don't worry, when you guess correctly, I won't tell you." β
This time it was Antuin's turn to turn gloomy: "I underestimated you, I recovered so quickly." β
"That's because your psychological warfare is as naΓ―ve as it was a hundred years ago. Pannis bent down, plucked a piece of grass from the ground, put it in his mouth, put his hands behind his head, and said leisurely: "A hundred years have passed, and there has been no growth." β
Antuin looked at Pannis's bending over and pulling weeds with a very strange gaze: "If nothing else, you can actually pull grass from my domain, you couldn't control this energy a hundred years ago." β
Pannis sneered: "Do you think that I usually temporarily solidify my power at the silver level, just for fun?"
"Do it all over again? Yes, then the control of the energy will naturally be greatly improved. Antuin smiled with relief, suddenly opened his arms, and the magic tower deep in the forest behind him shone a white light from the top of the tower, connecting him with the magic tower: "But no matter how strong the control is, it is useless, in this world, I and my magic tower are one, and the power of each of my blows is equivalent to the power of the magic tower's full attack." β
As he spoke, Antuin waved his hands and feet, and countless torrents of magical energy emanated from his hands and feet, stirring the abundant energy in the realm, turning into storms of magical energy, constantly attacking Pennis. Pannis, however, stood motionless, allowing the blast of energy to appear around him, and then was blocked by Nelly's phantom, without missing a single thing.
"It's a pity that even with the full force of your magic tower, you still can't break through Nelly's defenses. Pannis shook his right hand a few times and smiled: "Now, it's my time." β
When the voice started, Pannis was still standing in place, but when the words fell, Pannis, who was standing in place, suddenly turned into an afterimage and distorted and disappeared, and his real body had appeared beside Antuin at a very fast speed, and the sword drawn in his hand slashed across Antoin's body at some point, cutting him in two.
The sword succeeded, but Pannis did not have any expression of joy, and looked coldly at the broken corpse: "So, I hate fighting with you the most." A combat style like yours, where you can instantly transform into anything you see and then swap with the target's body, requires no defense at all, and it's a foul. β
"Ha, you're the only one in the world who doesn't have the right to say that about me. The broken corpse slowly twisted into a small tree that had been cut in half, and where the original position of the small tree was, Antuin's body appeared: "It's as if you don't need defense at all now, and if you want to foul, we will foul together." The inherent spiritual realm of a human form in the world of Yara appeared 1,700 years ago, no wonder the older generation of clansmen always lamented that such a spiritual realm was a headache, and it was indeed so. β
Although Antuin kept talking, the storm of magic energy in the sky did not stop, and countless rays of magic energy carrying powerful power rained down from the magic tower, but they always tightly surrounded the three-meter radius around Pennis, without any waste. Nelly's phantom followed Pennis, spear in one hand and shield in hand, and no matter how Pannis moved, the phantom would block the magic rays from any direction, leaving no gap.
"It's boring to fight like this. The one-handed sword in Pannis's hand vanished like magic, as if it had never been there.
"It's really boring. Antuin waved his hand to stop the magic energy rays in the sky, and the forest that was blown up beyond recognition immediately returned to its original state: "Then what do you mean?"
"If you want to kill me, you have to show some sincerity. Pannis sneered: "Or do you think you can succeed by playing some little games like this?"
"Okay, let's make a bigger bet. Antoin's body slowly rose, and the moment the shadow he dragged on the ground touched the magic tower, his body merged with the magic tower, and the realm was immediately filled with powerful power, and the unconscious trees were also trembling instinctively under such power: "I just don't know if you dare to follow?"
"What do you say? We're here to help. Pannis's face was expressionless, and he habitually stretched out his left hand, but he shook it empty, and the once familiar hand was now just a phantom. In Antuin's chuckle, the corners of Pannis's mouth twitched slightly, and he stretched out his index finger to point at the magic tower in the distance, his indifferent eyes without a trace of emotion: "There were many people who tried to kill me, but it was always me who survived in the end, and they themselves all died, will you be next?"
Antuin didn't answer, and he didn't need to answer, the screaming sound of the blade cracking through the air and the roar of rolling magic energy were the best answers. For a while, the space of the time realm was filled with the sound of swords and magic energy crashing and tearing, and the rest was an endless brilliance, the brilliance that ordinary people would be blinded by just looking at it.
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It was class time, and there was silence in Xingyao Academy, as was the small lake in front of the teaching building. The blue sky, the emerald green water, the reflected shadows of the trees, everything is calm like a picture, only the distant sound of insects reminds people that this is actually a real world.
The silence by the lake was suddenly broken, and two figures appeared on the shore of the lake at the same time, each staggering back a few steps, one with five burnt marks on his clothes, and a large hole in the back of one man's robe.
Antuin frowned, stared at Pannis, who was casually clasping his hands around his chest, and looked at it for a long time before he snorted heavily, turned his head and left. Pannis, clasping his hands on his chest, stood motionless, with a smile on his lips, as he watched Antuine leave.
"By the way, there's one more thing I forgot to tell you. Antuin, who had walked far away, suddenly stopped, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Her Majesty asked me to tell you, a hundred years ago, I'm afraid it wasn't so simple. β
"What do you mean?" said Pannis's voice, which was similarly short.
"How do I know what the Empress means. Antuin replied angrily: "She said, there may be other people's shadows behind the scenes, and if she finds out, she will notify you as soon as possible." β
"I see. Pannis squinted his eyes and nodded, "I remember, thank you." β
"Hmph. Antuin snorted again and strode away, not stopping again.
"Whew. Pannis stood for a long time, exhaled a long breath, spread his hands out in front of him, and looked at his ten trembling fingers in distraction.
"Jingle bell, jingle bell. A crisp bell rang from all the school buildings at the same time, heralding the end of a morning of classes. Hearing the bell, Pannis was stunned, opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and shouted in pain: "Oh my God, it's actually after class, what about my morning sleep? Give me back the time I went to sleep, bastard Antuine, I'm not done with you, you wait for me." β