Even Mo Di, who had met countless people, was still astonished by De Wei An's beauty the moment he saw her true face.
But, she was a beautiful woman, yet she was a madwoman.
De Wei An's anti-human mindset meant that reconciliation between them was impossible; she wouldn't let Mo Di go, and Mo Di wanted to kill her to avenge his friend.
If the 'escape route' storyline were followed, De Wei An might indeed have had a chance at redemption, but the one to redeem her wouldn't have been Mo Di, but a young female apprentice she took in during her pursuit.
Their similar backgrounds and a series of clichéd, dramatic experiences led to De Wei An's transformation, and in the end... they naturally lived a fairy-tale happy life.
As for the numerous crimes De Wei An had committed? They were, of course, ignored by these two.
Mo Di did not agree with such an outcome, neither then nor now.
In his opinion, only someone with a brain full of water would agree with such a plot, and all he had to do was end De Wei An's life in his own way.
'Come, Ed, lend me your strength.'
With that thought, blood mist permeated the air.
The page of 【Ed Mor】 was bestowed upon him, and Mo Di was completely enveloped in blood mist; his originally brown-black pupils were now covered with a layer of crimson.
'This is the power of a Transcendent.' With power coursing through him, Mo Di was more confident than ever.
He stomped heavily, and the tomb's stone slab was actually dented by his foot. He shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring, charging directly at the white-haired girl in the Blood Pool.
Blood Mages have two factions: one is the artillery kite faction, which whittles down enemies with long-range Blood Magic, and the other is the melee mage faction, which enhances physical strength by burning blood qi.
In the Eternal Realm, Mo Di had fought De Wei An many times and knew she excelled at the former.
To defeat her, he had to drag her into an unfamiliar rhythm and prevent her from kiting him from a distance.
The sudden burst of Transcendent-level power indeed startled De Wei An.
Caught off guard, she was approached by Mo Di, and the magical protection permanently affixed to her clothes detected a threat, instantly activating on its own.
"Ha, I've been guarding against this thing for a long time." Mo Di, instead of getting angry, laughed. He ignited the blood mist on his body with a simple Blood Burning Art and threw a simple straight punch.
With the Blood Burning Art's enhancement, his fist shattered the shield and, with undiminished force, plunged into De Wei An's abdomen.
If she hadn't reacted in time and shifted her body slightly, her heart might have already been shattered by Mo Di.
When this guy started fighting, he had no thought of being gentle with women.
"I want to see, Teacher, if your heart is truly made of stone?!" He sneered, changing his punch into a claw.
He grabbed De Wei An's intestines and yanked them out.
De Wei An immediately cried out in pain, her beautiful face contorted, and two tears squeezed out from the corners of her lovely eyes.
It seemed she hadn't reached the point of having a heart of stone; like everyone else, she felt pain and cried.
"If that's the case, then how in the hell did you manage to do such heinous things?!"
Pulling the intestines back, Mo Di's other hand was already raised with a battle-axe, just waiting for his prey to get close before the guillotine would drop its blade.
At the critical moment, De Wei An gritted her teeth, and blood qi condensed into a blood blade, slashing at her exposed intestines.
As the blood blade fell, she also seized the opportunity to break free from her restraints and quickly put distance between herself and Mo Di.
"Transcendent, when did you reach this rank?"
On the Eternity Continent, there are only three Transcendent ranks: Transcendent, Eternal, and Immortal. Below Transcendent, all are mortals.
De Wei An couldn't believe that Mo Di could become an existence of the same rank as her, right under her nose.
She stuffed the remaining intestines back into her abdomen, intending to use the conversation to buy time and recover from her injuries with the help of the Blood Pool.
But when she looked into those blood-red eyes, she froze.
Those eyes reminded her of an apprentice she had once tortured and killed; at the time, she had simply been unable to resist killing him because he showed a slight talent in Blood Magic.
Her moment of distraction was seized by Mo Di.
The rising blood qi transformed into blood claws, rising from the ground behind her and instantly pulling her towards Mo Di.
"You know, Ed developed many uses for blood qi to deal with you."
Blood mist adhered to the axe blade, igniting into fiercely burning blood flames.
Holding De Wei An's arm with one hand, Mo Di continued the beheading motion from before.
De Wei An's strength was certainly more than this, but actual combat differs from theory; factors like timing and mindset all influence the course of a battle.
Just like now, she was in a weakened state after the sacrifice, and Mo Di had caught her off guard, preventing her from even employing her most Good at tactics.
The axe blade made intimate contact with De Wei An's fair neck, and the victim could only watch as her skin and blood vessels were cut open.
She instinctively used Blood Magic to make her flesh tougher, stubbornly using her neck to jam the axe blade, preventing it from advancing further.
But she hadn't expected the blood flames on the axe blade to be like sharks smelling blood, eagerly spreading along the wound, burning her flesh, and inhibiting her regenerative abilities.
De Wei An struggled a few times, and blood flames ignited all over her body.
Under the suppression of the blood flames, her proud regenerative ability had no effect, and the vitality within her body gradually dissipated.
Mo Di felt the resistance at the axe blade lessen, exerted force with his arm, and chopped off De Wei An's head with one swing, then used a claw to dig out her heart.
He crushed it with one squeeze, and only then did he stop.
The battle lasted only four or five rounds, less than half a minute in total, and such a wicked Transcendent fell at the hands of her enemy.
She was truly dead.
The apprenticeship ceremony was complete; next was to obtain the certificate of completion.
The bloodstained book appeared out of thin air, floating in the air, slowly turning to a blank page.
De Wei An's corpse was burned into blood mist by the blood flames, and the blood mist was then absorbed by the page. A new name slowly emerged:
【Transcendent - Blood Mage - Devian Greta】
How could this not be considered a unique form of lifelong companionship?
"I have the apprenticeship certificate, and I even attended my teacher's funeral. This outfit wasn't worn in vain."
Mo Di cheerfully smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes and plopped down on the stone steps beside the Blood Pool.
He had already released the page of Ed Mor, and the feeling of abundant power had left him, replaced by weakness and fatigue.
"My body is still not good; I'm still in the realm of ordinary people. I need to become a Transcendent as soon as possible so I can have some say in this dangerous world."
Thinking of the potential disasters in the future, Mo Di's heart immediately skipped a beat.
'The Nabolei Underground Tomb is located near the Frost Ember Territory in the Northern Lands. At the latest, in three months, a dragon disaster will erupt in the Frost Ember Territory. I need to be prepared.'
Some things he didn't even dare to say aloud, such as key nodes that would determine the future.
The Northern Lands dragon disaster was one of them.
A giant dragon, exiled beyond time, after returning to the material world, resurrected the dragons buried in the Northern Lands and intended to re-establish draconic hegemony.
Honestly, when Mo Di first experienced this plot, he had a sense of déjà vu, like Elder Scrolls V.
Perhaps the creator of the 【Old Eight Secret Family Bucket】 plagiarized the Elder Scrolls V plot.
"No more thinking about other things. Let's see what my dear teacher left me as an inheritance."
Casting aside his many worries, Mo Di eagerly anticipated De Wei An's legacy.
