Chapter 1025
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Chapter 1025: Agent of the Earth
Fang Mo’s body began to tremble slightly.
At such close range, the oppressive aura emanating from the man before him made Fang Mo’s hair stand on end, and an unprecedented sense of mortal danger surged in his heart.
He had never encountered such a powerful presence before.
Until now, apart from his master and others, the strongest being he had ever met was the “Klein” level planchette spirit in Beijing, but compared to the man before him, the planchette spirit’s presence was pathetically weak.
Both were “Klein” level, yet how could the gap be so vast?
Animal instinct made Fang Mo want to retreat immediately, but at that moment, a powerful pressure of realm pressed down on his shoulders, firmly locking him in place, unable to move an inch.
Large beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, quickly freezing into frost. He stared intently at the man before him, his leg muscles tense, using all his strength just to keep from falling to his knees.
Though he was a divine agent, he was still just a fledgling bird whose wings had not fully grown. At the “Pool” level, he was completely powerless before a “Klein” level divine agent.
“Come to think of it, I’ve never killed a divine agent from Great Xia before,” the man narrowed his eyes, raising his right hand and casually pointing at Fang Mo’s brow, sneering,
“If I kill you, the Great Xia God should be quite angry, right?”
Fang Mo’s pupils suddenly contracted.
Swoosh–!!
A flash of sword light whistled through the snow, precisely striking at the man’s wrist. The latter’s eyes narrowed as he swiftly retreated half a step.
But his speed was still a step too slow.
The sharp sword tip grazed the man’s palm, carving out a bloody gash. The trailing edge of the sword light, tinged with the black of night, spun half a circle in the air before hovering in place.
Drops of blood fell from the sword’s edge, blooming into crimson flowers in the white snow below.
In the sky above the sword hilt, the light of dawn was rapidly dimming.
Night was falling.
With the mortal danger dispelled, Fang Mo lost his balance and stumbled backward half a step, falling to the ground.
“This is…” he looked up at the sky, muttering.
Pure darkness spread across the sky like a ferocious beast, mercilessly devouring the newborn sun, covering all light in an instant.
The moment night fell, Fang Mo’s heart settled, his tense muscles slightly relaxed, and a smile of relief appeared on his pale lips.
That person had arrived… today, he wouldn’t die.
“Hmm?”
The man first looked at his palm that wouldn’t heal, then raised his head to gaze at the suddenly appearing night sky, showing a surprised expression,
“The legendary first weapon of slaughter from Takamagahara, and the power of the Night Goddess… another divine agent?”
As if sensing something, he turned to look at the void ahead.
Under the pitch-black night sky, a deep red figure mysteriously flickered into view, standing silently in front of the fallen Fang Mo amidst the wind and snow.
“Fang Mo, retreat first…
With me here, no one can harm you.”
He raised his right hand to rest on the white sword hilt at his waist. In the dim world, a pair of enraged golden eyes blazed like a furnace, releasing a fierce killing intent!
Fang Mo gritted his teeth and without any hesitation, got up from the ground and quickly ran toward the distance.
He knew very well that at his level, staying on the battlefield would only burden Lin Qiye. Any stray ripple from the battle could be fatal to him.
“Emanating the Night Goddess’s aura, but those eyes…” the man didn’t even glance at the departing Fang Mo, but instead gazed at Lin Qiye’s flickering golden eyes, his face full of confusion, “Is it Michael? Are you the Night Goddess’s agent or the Seraph’s agent?”
Two completely different divine auras appearing simultaneously in one person – even though he, Andre, had long walked in the Mist as Gaia’s earth god agent, he had never encountered such a situation.
Thanks to the translation magic left by Merlin, Lin Qiye could clearly understand Andre’s meaning.
But he had no intention of answering.
Clang–!
A crisp sword ring rang out as [White Slash]’s blade instantly tore through the cold air, a flash of sword light ignoring space to strike directly at Andre’s throat.
He didn’t need to know the other’s identity or motives. He only knew that if he had arrived a moment later, Fang Mo would now be a corpse…
Whoever dared to kill his soldier, he would kill them.
Although the new recruits had passed through the cliff, they hadn’t left Lin Qiye’s mental perception range. From the moment Fang Mo actively deviated from his route to come here, Lin Qiye had been paying close attention to his movements.
And the instant Andre appeared within his mental perception, Lin Qiye had signaled the others via radio before rushing over at top speed.
The sharp sword light suddenly appeared before Andre. The latter seemed not to have expected this sword could penetrate space, and in that critical moment, he forcefully twisted his body, letting the strike narrowly miss his vital throat and instead slash solidly across his chest.
A savage sword wound stretched from his shoulder all the way to his opposite lower abdomen. Though it looked severe, it wasn’t fatal.
“A sword that can cut anything, and a blade that ignores space?” Andre quickly guessed the ability of that white sword, his expression turning grim.
Lin Qiye’s unexpected attack had indeed caught him off guard, but that didn’t mean he feared Lin Qiye. Just a “Measureless” level divine agent, even with two troublesome weapons, wasn’t a lethal threat to him.
Andre raised his right hand and casually gestured toward the sky. The ground within a two-kilometer radius suddenly began to violently shake as several snow-covered earth serpents of rock and soil raised their heads, striking repeatedly at Lin Qiye who stood at the center.
Lin Qiye gripped White Slash, activated [Night Flash], and his figure swiftly vanished from the spot.
“How laughable.”
Andre sensed the slight spatial fluctuation and sneered, slowly closing his eyes as his right foot stomped heavily on the ground!
The next moment, a massive eye suddenly opened between the broken ground cracks beneath his feet. Within its black sclera, a crimson pupil rapidly rotated before quickly locking onto a certain void.
The giant eye’s pupil slightly contracted.
Bang–!
A muffled impact sounded as Lin Qiye’s figure was forcibly knocked out of space, falling from high above.
He endured the sharp pain in his chest, adjusted his posture, and like a graceful wild goose stepped onto the head of an earth serpent before retreating to a broken boulder fragment.
His expression was extremely grave.
