Is this the true strength of [Pure White Fireworks]? After making this cut, Perlis opened her arms and fell into the flying snow calmly. Her small figure was instantly swallowed up by the wind and snow and disappeared from Yelina's sight. "Damn... They actually used the wind and snow..." Her arms felt a burning pain. The blade with strong factor energy cut through Ye Lina's arm guard and injured her arm muscles, making her arms feel soft and powerless. In this situation, she may not be able to fight with all her strength. Ye Lina stretched out her hand towards the ground, trying to summon her greatsword, but the greatsword did not respond to her call as usual. The strong wind on the side was still raging, and the greatsword seemed to be swallowed up by the strong wind, leaving no trace. The wind and snow obscured Ye Lina's vision. She could not clearly detect the situation on the ground. The only way was to land on the ground, but if she landed on the ground to fight, she would fall into a one-sided crushing situation like the Saint Halberd Hotel. No, there is no time to hesitate. I have already chosen to face my fate here, so there is absolutely no option to retreat. Ye Lina gritted her teeth and dived towards the ground. After tearing through the curtain of wind and snow, Ye Lina saw her greatsword: it was stuck in the middle of the manor's vineyard, stuck in a huge rock. Why is this happening? Why didn't the Great Sword respond to his response?
Ye Lina was thinking about the problem in her mind, but a sudden noise broke her thoughts - "bass--" Before Yelena could turn around, she felt something hit her wings behind her. Immediately, Yelena lost control of her falling trajectory. ...... After slashing the knife in the air, Perlis fell into the snowstorm. Under the protection of the factor shield, she fell into the snow of the manor. The thick snow swallowed half of Perlis' body and even stuck her for a while. "Eh? Stop it, stop it..." Perlis struggled to her feet, trying to keep her balance in the snow that was barely above her ankles. What a pity! If that move had been faster, the Angel's throat would have been slit directly. Perlis swung the butterfly knife, and the blood on the blade fell on the snow, dotted a few red spots in the pure white, like plum blossoms in the snow. It seems that I have indeed been a little negligent. About half of the stored factor energy had been used. Perlis raised the bracelet slightly, trying to absorb some destructive factors from the air, but found that only a few faint red lights responded. It seems that the destructive factor on Wanren Mountain is indeed extremely thin, and it is impossible to replenish the shield or release the [Factor Burst]. But since I can't replenish my energy, Ye Lina probably won't be able to use her sword cannon to attack again, which is good news... Perlis cast her eyes towards the greatsword that had fallen not far away. As if her guess had come true, the greatsword was trembling slightly. Yelena was obviously summoning it in the air, but its factor energy storage seemed unable to support it to fly into the sky. Yelena was obviously not someone who would flee from the battlefield. Thinking of her appearance of mumbling lines for a long time during a fight, Perlis could not associate her with a deserter. In this case, she would most likely come down to get her sword and then face Perlis directly. Then, this would be the breakthrough that would end her life in one fell swoop. After formulating her ideas, Perlis jumped lightly onto the roof of the mansion and silently watched the snow and wind raging in front of her. Soon, a blurry silver-white shadow broke through the wind and snow and swooped down towards the boulder where the greatsword had fallen.
It's now. The subjective time in Perlis's eyes slowly slowed down, and Yelena's movements appeared in front of her as if in slow motion. After locking onto Yelena's diving figure, Perlis slid out from the roof with the factor potential energy, and suddenly flashed to Yelena's back. In mid-air, Perlis looked intently at Yelena's pair of silver-white wings. She soon noticed the traces of repair: the joints of the wings had been repaired, which was obviously the damage caused to her by Pace before. Thinking of the proud look on Pace's face when he was bragging to the other guys from the Monark family about shooting down the Iron Guards by the campfire, Perlis wanted to laugh for some reason. But Pace's deception suddenly came to Perlis' mind, like a cold wind blowing, and her inexplicable joy was instantly extinguished. None of you deserves to be forgiven. Perlis closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, her red pupils were already filled with murderous light. She spun her body suddenly, aiming at Yelena's wings and slashing with a spinning knife - "bass--" Perlis accurately hit the repaired joint, and the joint that had not been fully repaired was broken without any suspense after being hit by the high-factor energy. Then, Perlis kicked Yelena hard on the back and kicked her into the snow. "Ugh!" Ye Lina plunged headfirst into the snow. The silver-white giant force armor and the soft snow provided her with some cushioning, but the huge impact of diving and falling from a high altitude still caused her chest to feel a sharp pain. She suddenly widened her eyes and covered her chest. "Damn... Damn..." Ye Lina gritted her teeth and supported her body with trembling arms. She coughed violently, and every time she coughed, tiny drops of blood foam would spray out, staining the snow in front of her red. Can't...fall down here. Lesev's revenge has not yet been taken, and the [Blade of Babel] is not dead yet. The day when the Thebits conquer the Tower of Babel has not yet arrived. How can the [Angel of the Iron Guard] live out his life here? The severe pain in her body was replaced by a fiery determination, and Ye Lina stood up with a twisted face. She turned her head and saw the big sword stuck beside her, so she held the hilt tightly and leaned on it. Perlis was standing not far from Yelena. She stood there silently, casually playing with the butterfly knife in her hand, with a few "clicking" metallic sounds mixed in with the sound of the wind. Then, Perlis slowly approached Yelena. "I still remember them...you know?" Yelena looked at the white figure approaching her slowly, but Perlis did not answer. She just walked silently, so Yelena continued to talk to herself: "The Red Devil and the Eye of Horus are affiliated with the Blade of Babel... God knows how many seats they have..." Yelena recalled the night many years ago, beside the rice fields in Loton, when she met the two powerful girls from the Federation. And the man who faced the battle alone. Lesev Goncharov, her brother. "The Blade of Babel chased all the way to Loton, just to hunt down a former researcher of the Academy who had a change of heart..." "That researcher is just a girl. She did nothing wrong. She just saw through the dirty deeds of you federal people..."
As she recalled the past, anger filled Yelena's eyes, and her hands trembled as they rested on the hilt of the sword. "He died protecting that girl. He was killed by the [Blade of Babel], by you federal dogs..." Yelena said as she gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, then, completely ignoring the protest of her muscles, she pulled the greatsword out of the boulder and held it in front of her. "I will avenge Lesev... no matter how many [Blades of Babel] I have to kill..." Yelena frowned her pretty face viciously, and her sword-holding hands trembled, as if she would fall down in the next second. Perlis slowly stopped in front of Yelina, looking at the "Angel" in front of her who was ready to die. She had no expression on her face, and just swung the butterfly knife lightly. “Come on, [Pure White Fireworks],” Yelena gritted her teeth and took up her stance, “Face the ghost of Lesev…!” The blizzard intensified, and the howling of the wind gradually faded any sound made by the two people. Amid the fierce wind, the atmosphere became unexpectedly quiet. ...... 5) The one who abandons, the one who is abandoned (Part 9) After Pace killed the bald man, the remaining legionnaires quickly fell into chaos. With their morale in disarray, the Monarch family's men quickly regained the initiative. But what really changed the situation was the frantically fighting snow sculpture— "Ahhhhh!!!" Pace relied on the "Fighter" exoskeleton armor on his body to rush around on the battlefield. His eyes were bloodshot, one hand frantically pulled the trigger of the revolver, and the other hand was wildly swinging an axe. "Uhhhhhh!!" In the frenzy of screams and blood, Pace's mind was blank. He didn't think, didn't formulate a strategy, and just let the instinct hidden deep in his genes control his body continuously, fighting with the legionnaires one after another. Pace, who killed the bald man and wielded the axe like a madman, made the soldiers of the legion extremely afraid. They were not mentally prepared to face such an enemy. In the panic, they were either hit in the vitals by Pace's revolver or chopped into the neck by the axe where the armor was weak, and fell to the ground with screams. Soon, the battle came to an end, and as the last legionnaire fell with a scream, the Monarch family won. Pace fiercely pulled out the axe that was stuck on the soldier's neck. The battle just now lingered in his mind like a nightmare, making him enter a state of excitement that was extremely close to madness. When he came to his senses, he was already bathed in blood. Pace lowered his head and looked at his hands, which were already covered in blood. Was it his own blood or the blood of the legionnaires? He couldn't tell. Is this what it feels like... to kill someone? His blood-stained hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and when he came to his senses, Pace realized that this was the first time he had killed someone with his own hands. The investigators he had killed with the hotel sign in Lorton did not leave such a strong impact on him, after all, he had not really driven the axe into their flesh or shot them in the chest with a bullet. The moment blood covered his body, everything changed. Even though his motivation for swinging the axe was for his family, Pace still felt an incomparable chill slowly creeping up his spine. Thinking of how calm and confident Perlis was when she faced the legion soldiers, she walked on the battlefield with ease and without any panic. How on earth did that guy manage to fight like that? "Hey! Bro! Behind me!" Vance's voice suddenly sounded behind Pace. Pace turned his head and only had time to see two black gun muzzles.
Oops, I missed one... The last legionnaire pointed the hunting rifle that had previously belonged to the bald man at Pace's head. Before he could fire, a gunshot was heard from the other end of the room. "Boom." The legionnaire's head was blown up precisely, exploding in front of Pace, and blood splattered on Pace's cheek. Pace stepped back subconsciously. The headless legionnaire fell in a pool of blood. His empty neck was like some ominous pagan totem. Blood continued to flow out of his neck, filling the air with a strange atmosphere. I almost ended up like him... A chill spread through Pace's body, and he felt like vomiting, but he controlled himself not to dry heave. "Well, young master, you can't be careless on the battlefield." Pace looked at the person who was speaking, and what he never expected was that it was Pace's old butler. In his hand was a pistol that was much smaller than the "Rhino", and his face was still smiling as usual. "Old...old man...?" Pace's voice was trembling, his legs were shaking, and the scene of the soldier's head exploding kept replaying in front of him. The old butler slowly walked to Pace's side and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "Take a deep breath and close your eyes." The feeling of vomiting still lingered in Pace's abdomen. Hearing what the old butler said, he quickly closed his eyes. "Imagine you are walking in a frozen forest..." Pace tried to push the soldier's headless body out of his mind, and he thought about the frozen forest, a scene from his carriage ride up the mountain. "Snowflakes fall into your palms and melt..." Snowflakes fell lazily, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves on the frozen ground, and the cold wind blew across Pace's cheeks. "Take a deep breath... the air is so cold, so cold that it seems to freeze your lungs..." Pace turned his head and saw the figure sitting next to him, sleeping with his head down. Her hair was so dazzlingly white that the snowflakes that fell on her head seemed to disappear without a trace. She would definitely catch a cold if she continued like this, so Pess gently brushed off the snowflakes on her head, took off his cloak and wrapped it around her. The linen cloak shielded the white-haired girl from the snowflakes and covered her sleeping body. In front of him was an endless expanse of mountains, with huge peaks standing majestically before him. Sitting next to her was the girl who was heading to Wanren Mountain with her. "call....." The out-of-control emotions soaked in blood gradually stabilized, and Pace slowly opened his eyes. The old butler was looking at him with a smile. "You must get used to this kind of scene, young master," the old butler still looked cheerful, "you will see it often in the future." "Old man...what's wrong with you?"
Pace looked at the old man in front of him with great surprise. His clothes were also stained with blood, but his expression was extremely calm. With accurate marksmanship and the demeanor of strolling leisurely on the battlefield, is this really the old man who helps him manage the family business every day? Hearing hurried footsteps, Pace turned his head and saw Fans running up to him, panting: "Just now...thanks to the old man, without his support, we would have probably..." The old butler still had a smiling face, and it was hard to tell that he had killed anyone because of the battle just now. Pace and Vance looked at the old butler with a look of admiration that was almost fearful, but the old butler just smiled slightly: