Sirens have the ability to interpret runes in anomalous forms, and the "Ignite the Flame" rune carved by her hand will become a "smoldering" rune. The latter, despite its inferior burning rate, theoretically has the potential to liberate the power of the spirits. That's what the siren had told me, and she had warned me about the dangers of that usage. But in this hopeless situation, I had no other choice.

The Bloodbite Foresight will show her even a 1% defeat in the future, but I don't even have a 1% chance of winning. The Siren's Blade is indeed a foresight of the future that inherently restrains her, but there is a limit to the restraint relationship. Water can extinguish fire, but a glass of water can't extinguish the salary. When the disparity in power reaches a certain level, the relationship of restraint becomes ineffective.

If you want to die, you must come up with the power of one dimension higher than your current self.

"I did say that the 'smoldering' rune can help you gain more power, but that's just my assumption, a crude theory that hasn't been put into practice." The siren couldn't help but say, "It's not surprising that such a move that is premised on destroying one's own soul is to gain power smoothly, even if it kills you immediately." ”

"But if you don't do anything, it's still a dead word." I said, "It's all dead, so it's better to bite back before you die and see if you can bite a piece of flesh off her face." ”

She was speechless at first, then said, "I see." ”

"I'm sorry." I said, "I'm the one who is the one who is the trouble with you." ”

My life is bound to her, and my death here means her death.

And, while for me it's all death, and the difference is nothing more than death from a blood-biting axe or a "smoldering" rune, from the siren's point of view, the ending is from "the enemy kills us" to "she kills me with her own hands and commits suicide at the same time", and the meaning is very different.

"You don't need to apologize to me." Then, she uttered the familiar words, "I'm your partner." No matter what happens, I will always stand firmly by your side and give all my strength to you. ”

"Then my soul will be handed over to you." I say.

"Leave it to me." Her voice was solemn, "I'm going to start." ”

Then, in a time that came to a near stop, sparks erupted.

In the air around me, indigo sparks flew like fireflies. But if you look closely, those are not Mars, but countless glittering "smoldering" runes made of small spiritual gatherings. At first, there were only a few or a dozen sparks, but the number increased rapidly, and soon increased to hundreds or thousands. A large number of blue sparks with an eerie beauty were close to me, depicting seemingly irregular movements in the air, and after a certain number, all of them rushed into my body.

At this moment, I felt like my whole body was burning.

It's an illusion, my body isn't burning, it's my soul burning. Still, I felt my flesh decompose and melt like a candle in an invisible flame, my bones crackling in the heat, and my blood evaporating and drying. It stands to reason that the soul does not have pain nerves, but I really felt what it means to have pain that penetrates deep into the soul. The pain I feel at this moment is that my awareness is telling me in a form that I am in a fatal crisis.

In the past, I did not experience the severe pain of fire, and I also experienced more excessive experiences than that, and I thought I could bear it. But now the pain is very different, as if each of my cells has been transformed into something that is extremely sensitive, and will transform all sensations into extreme pain, even a simple touch is like a knife-like experience, and I am now thrown into a blazing furnace.

I wanted to scream, but as if I couldn't scream in the midst of terrible fear, the tsunami-like pain was enough to drown out all my voices. Besides, in the time it almost stopped, I didn't even have the freedom to vibrate my vocal cords.

And under this experience of hell that boiled my consciousness, my soul erupted with an extremely large amount of spirituality like a lit gunpowder.

This force is far more powerful than I expected.

The words "Burning the Soul" sound powerful, but according to my original thoughts, the power that can actually be liberated by this means is nothing more than the increase in the life span of Wei Chi. It can shine in the battle between the main level and the main level, but it is not enough to face the super main level. Even if the burning soul is more powerful than the burning lifespan, it is not much stronger.

Besides, it's my soul that's burning, the soul of me, who couldn't even be a warlock. Perhaps my spirit body is stronger than the average human being, but that's about it. What supports my combat power is basically the power of the true spirit output through the siren blade, and the power output of the spirit itself only occupies a small part. Even if such a spirit is burned to ashes, it may not be able to double my strength.

However, this burst of power has become more than two or three times stronger than the original me, and it has reached the realm of the super main force level in one go, and it is even continuing to strengthen with unabated momentum.

A huge amount of spirituality frantically poured into the Siren's Blade, and the Siren's Blade suddenly received so much power, as if it was a bulge of muscles, it underwent a drastic change in form, from a short-handled heavy axe held in one hand, to a long-handled giant axe held in both hands. The axe is so large that it doesn't even look like a weapon used to fight humans on the battlefield, but more like a heretical weapon created to hunt monsters.

The incomparably surging power fed back into my body from the gigantic siren blade, and the massive amount of spirituality that erupted from my body and the powerful power of the siren blade seemed to form a very destructive resonance, causing me to let out a silent roar in my heart. Bite Blood was in a position to attack me, and at the same time, it was the most defenseless position she had.

It was at this time that I used my last sanity to maintain the "battle hidden" while swinging the siren blade with all my might.

Her face slowly turned stunned.

A powerful super-sword shattered the ground, and the buildings in front of me, along with the entire street, were all burned in the terrifying explosion like shadows reflected on the water. Countless mud and rocks soared into the sky like waterfalls against the current, and were recaptured by gravity and returned to the ground, emitting an incessant roar.

After striking the blow, I couldn't squeeze the slightest bit of strength and sat down on the ground with all my strength gone. Even the Siren's Blade could no longer hold on, and vanished from my grasp.

And looking at the devastation scene in front of me, even I was amazed, is this really a blow I can throw? Although I had never seen Lieque fight with all his might, based on my past awareness of fighting him and the information I had seen in various sources, the power of my blow was even very close to the killing blow that Lieque had taken seriously.

So, what about biting blood? Is she dead?

I just felt my head groggy, and although I was finally freed from the terrible pain, it was difficult for me to concentrate on my thoughts. Still, I kept my eyes on the bite of the blood. It's just that while observing, my heart is sinking more and more. Not only because I couldn't see the wreckage of the bite, but also because I realized that I didn't have the feel of my life in that blow.

A large number of bats converged from all directions and turned into blood-biting bodies in front of me.

"You actually ......" she seemed to involuntarily let out an extremely shocked and vigilant voice.

I struggled to stand up and confront her, and at the same time realized that she had probably turned into countless bats at the moment when she was about to be hit, and only in that defenseless position did she avoid the blow that I had gambled on my soul. Those bats had shown supernatural speed to outperform my reflexes in the first place, and it made sense to be able to do that.

This ability to freely disassemble and reassemble one's own flesh is similar to the elementalization of a Spiritualist. The bite of the blood is also the same as that of the Lieq, and can mimic the Manifestation Warlock to a certain extent.

I'm just a shot that can hit the rank of Lie-Vacant, not that I have actually become a Lie-Vacant. It seems too naïve to rely on this method to defeat a super-main warlock.

But it's really too bad. The previous surprise attacks had failed to hit her, and the next blow would be even more impossible. And at the end of the day, can I still hit the next one?

No, it's not a question of whether it works or not, and it must be done if it doesn't work. I've even gambled on my soul, so what's the use of thinking about it now. With this in mind, I took a step towards biting the blood, and to my surprise, she took a step back with a frown.

She's scared? I reacted suddenly. Yes, from my point of view, she even dodged the attack she had just made, and it was truly desperate and terrifying; But from her point of view, I, who was not a threat just now, suddenly burst out of the possibility that she couldn't even see her future, and her mind was probably confused. It was as if he was still eating steak with a knife and fork very relaxed, but he was caught off guard and saw that the steak was bleeding and almost gnawed off his head.

She stared intently at me, and suddenly let go of her execution axe. But instead of falling to the ground, the execution axe turned into red spiritual fluctuations in the air and vanished. Then she took two more steps back, her eyes still on my face.

"What, are you going to run away?" I knew I couldn't show my heart at this point.

"I'm not interested in wasting my time on dangerous creatures like you, so let the fanatics deal with you. Of course, the premise is that you have a way to cross the 'moat'. She said.

"I'll defeat the fanatics too." I say.

"No, you can't defeat the fanatics." She said, "You are in this fog, desperate to get through the rest of your life." ”

With that, she turned into countless bats again and disappeared from front of me.

——

The bite of the blood left.

It's not just about leaving in front of me. Just like when she was in Tianhe City, according to my perception, although I don't know what method was used, she seems to have left the fog of the mirage market.

I thought she was going to kill me here. Although I have shown enough to threaten her, it is impossible for a person like her, who has been in the hidden world for more than eighty years, not to let me, who has both the power to threaten her and the will to kill her, continue to live, rather than let me continue to live, while I am at my weakest, and it is impossible for a person like her, who has been in the hidden world for more than eighty years, not to understand this truth.

But she still chose to leave, which shows that in her judgment, I really have no possibility of defeating the fanatics.

"Survived......" Sirens breathed a sigh of relief in my mind.

"It doesn't seem like the 'smoldering' rune will kill me directly, but that's thanks to your proper manipulation. Thank you. "I still feel pain all over my body, as if someone is cutting my flesh with a blunt knife all the time. It's just that compared to the pain of burning the soul before, the pain of this level is simply a drizzle now.

"Well, it seems that burning the soul with the 'smoldering' rune will not destroy the structure of the spirit body, but the power liberated by burning is too great to be released like a flood, and cannot be stored inside the body." She said, "Originally, this shouldn't be an explosive, one-time move, but a skill that continuously increases one's strength." ”

"Speaking of which, I'm a little curious, why does my soul liberate so much spirituality?" I asked.

"I don't know. Is this amount abnormal? She asked.

"Normally, it shouldn't be that much, right?" Or is it that even my spirit has undergone strange mutations under "it"? As I thought, I examined my body, and noticed that my clothes had become tattered from the battle, to the point where I was not clothed.

And it's embarrassing to say, because I had too much desire to bite blood just now, so some places have become unsightly. I looked around to see if I could "borrow" a suit from a roadside store, but I burned the whole street, and I didn't know if it was buried under the rubble.

I remembered the "transformation button" that the blue bird gave me. It was a miniature amulet she had given me before, which could use spirituality to conjure up a law enforcement warlock uniform, and I hadn't used it once. I rummaged through it, and it seemed that the button amulet hadn't been lost or damaged from the fight.

I tried to enter my own spirituality into the button amulet.

However, nothing has changed.

(End of chapter)