Chapter 1620
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Chapter 1620 The Battle of Lin’an
In the midst of the swirling dust, that deep red figure slowly walked out:
“It seems… your abilities appear to have no effect on me?”
As the words fell, Lin Qiye transformed into a blur, crossing the ruins in an instant, raising his fist once more before An Qingyu…
Bang—!
The second punch was thrown. An Qingyu’s body, which had just been mostly repaired, suddenly had its crimson flesh solidify into mysterious black crystals, forming a massive shield in front of him. As Lin Qiye’s fist struck it, the impact produced a dizzying resonance.
Dense cracks spread across the black crystal surface, shattering and spraying outward moments later!
Lin Qiye felt an intense pain in his fist, the recoil force making him step back several paces as he frowned at what remained behind the shattered black crystal shield.
An Qingyu’s newly formed flesh body was similarly affected by the tremendous force, with one arm directly disintegrating into blood mist. Before the flesh could regenerate and repair, he transformed into countless blood-red rats that scattered, reforming his shape hundreds of meters away.
Skin reappeared on that hollow blood face as An Qingyu gazed at Lin Qiye in the distance, his expression extremely grave.
Lin Qiye’s body couldn’t be restructured, and he possessed monstrous strength and defense. From a certain perspective, this indeed greatly countered his abilities… Even with infinite regeneration, continuing like this would lead to an endless battle.
Perhaps he had no choice but to use that?
An Qingyu watched Lin Qiye approaching steadily, his eyes flickering with light. After a moment, he took a deep breath and used those blood-colored fingers to trace a long arc across his gray pupils.
A mysterious, vast presence suddenly descended upon the London sky!
The moment this presence appeared, Lin Qiye paused. He looked up toward the space above An Qingyu, where the corners of an illusory gate were rapidly being outlined.
“So this is the Gate of Truth…” Lin Qiye murmured.
Standing before this illusory gate, he felt his existence becoming extremely small, and a sense of mortal danger surged in his heart!
This is bad.
Lin Qiye’s mind raced as his feet stomped the ground, his form transforming into a red light charging directly toward An Qingyu’s face!
Since the Gate of Truth existed through An Qingyu, the best way to eliminate the threat was naturally to attack An Qingyu directly!
Just as Lin Qiye was about to make contact with An Qingyu, the latter’s pupils slightly contracted. The ground beneath his feet suddenly sprouted thousands of black spikes, like a blooming thorn flower, firmly locking the deep red figure in place.
Lin Qiye let out a low growl, his terrifying strength sweeping away a patch of black spikes, but these things seemed endless, continuously binding his form and leaving countless tiny blood holes on his body surface.
As An Qingyu slowly closed his eyes, that suspended illusory gate solidified to its extreme, as if a corner of the true Gate of Truth had descended above this wasteland.
The sense of mortal danger in Lin Qiye’s heart grew stronger!
At that moment, two armored figures suddenly charged out from the left and right!
Lightning arced from a sword blade, piercing through An Qingyu’s raised palm before slashing downward, tearing off one of his arms.
Dozens of meters away, Charles wore red and white armor with countless lightning bolts dancing around him, like a thunder god descended to earth.
Another one-armed figure held a sword, carrying a fierce wind as he rushed to An Qingyu’s front. The sword light mixed with wind blades, chopping his body into numerous bloody fragments in an instant!
Taylor looked at the scattered enemy before him, his expression extremely ferocious:
“You want to kill Lady Saint? I’ll chop you to pieces first!!”
Wind blades poured forth as the blood-covered Taylor, like a madman, sliced the nearby An Qingyu into fragments. Among the flying limbs in the air, a tightly closed eye trembled slightly, then suddenly opened!
The gray pupil locked eyes with Taylor, and in the next moment, Taylor felt excruciating pain throughout his body. Before the eyes of Charles and Lin Qiye, all his bones shattered piece by piece, forcibly compressing him into a ball of flesh!
Taylor’s screams had barely begun when his windpipe was pierced by his own ribs. Those ferocious eyes quickly dimmed.
Gurgle…
A bloody, mangled ball of flesh rolled to the edge of the ruins, completely lifeless.
But with the opening of that gray eye, the illusory Gate of Truth in the sky also dissipated without a trace, as if some mysterious ritual had been interrupted, the vast mysterious presence vanishing completely.
An Qingyu’s chopped body quickly recovered, though his face was somewhat pale, perhaps due to the interrupted ritual.
Boom—!!
Meanwhile, Lin Qiye forcibly tore open a bloody path through the thorns and stepped out. His clothes and skin were riddled with holes, but the wounds were not deep and hadn’t penetrated his internal organs.
While breathing heavily, he charged toward An Qingyu. Through the holes in his tattered shirt, a mysterious golden pattern could be seen on his chest where he had previously been hit by Chloe’s divine light, emitting a faint glow.
“[Holy Covenant]?!” Upon seeing that golden pattern, Charles’s face showed shock. “How is this possible? How could he bear the mark of the [Holy Covenant]?! That’s…”
Charles seemed to realize something and suddenly turned to look at Chloe sleeping on the stone platform, his pupils slightly dilating.
The pale-faced An Qingyu repeatedly dodged Lin Qiye’s close-range attacks, seemingly weakened by the interrupted ritual. He once again distanced himself from Lin Qiye and turned to look into the distance, where a gray six-winged angel figure was rapidly approaching.
His brows furrowed tightly. Just as he was about to act, a smoke-like figure silently floated behind him.
Slash—!!
A short knife cut through the void, directly slicing An Qingyu’s body in half at the waist. His upper body flew off, and apart from bones and flesh, the center of his skin was completely empty, like a hollowed-out flesh doll.
Number 27 held the short knife and, seeing this sight, narrowed his eyes:
“As expected, your internal organs have disappeared.”
Seeing this, Lin Qiye’s eyes also showed surprise. This was the first time he had witnessed such a scene… How could a person’s internal organs suddenly vanish? And without these things, how was An Qingyu still alive?
An Qingyu frowned deeply. His floating upper body rapidly regenerated, restoring his original form. He glanced at Number 27, determination flashing in his eyes, then turned and charged directly toward the church!
“Lin Qiye, your weapon!” Just as Lin Qiye was about to throw a punch to stop An Qingyu, Number 27’s voice came from behind. He turned to see a broken sword being forcefully thrown to him by Number 27.
The moment he saw that broken sword, Lin Qiye’s heart trembled slightly.
Without thinking, he grabbed the hilt of the Kusanagi Sword and, using the momentum, soared into the sky, slashing directly at An Qingyu’s head!!
