Chapter 662
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Chapter 662: Can You Still Win Me Over?
Mirror World.
Two figures swiftly darted through the reflections of towering buildings!
Boom——!!!
A lens flew out from the hands of the Silver Robed Oracle, rapidly enlarging, resembling a blade as tall as a skyscraper, slicing through the street and flattening dozens of buildings, producing a deafening roar.
Thick smoke billowed up.
Amidst the dust, Uncle Jingjie held an empty sword sheath, navigating through the rubble, skillfully dodging all attacks, the wilted red rose at his waist swaying gently.
He glanced back, seeing the Silver Robed Oracle like a bird in flight, diving straight towards him!
Thud——!!
The silver figure crashed down in front of Uncle Jingjie like a meteor, creating a web of cracks on the ground, which resembled a mirror being struck by a hammer, seemingly on the verge of shattering.
The Silver Robed Oracle held the “Black Rope,” looking at Uncle Jingjie with mockery, slowly speaking:
“Yuri Heikaze, just give up resisting. With just that sword sheath, you could never be my opponent…”
Dressed in a flashy sequined suit, Uncle Jingjie calmly looked at him, “Even if I only have a sword sheath, you still haven’t managed to catch me, have you?”
The Silver Robed Oracle frowned slightly, “Isn’t that because your hypnosis and illusions are too cunning? It’s just a mere Kazuki Blade…”
“Mere?” Uncle Jingjie chuckled, “Don’t you also have a Kazuki Blade in your hand? Why don’t you try pulling it out?”
The expression of the Silver Robed Oracle darkened further. He glanced at the “Black Rope” in his hand, seemingly tempted.
The Kazuki Blade and its master had always been the nemeses of the Oracles, yet the Silver Robed Oracle had never held a Kazuki Blade himself. It was said that only its master could draw it, but he was somewhat skeptical.
“What does it matter to try?”
The Silver Robed Oracle placed his right hand on the hilt, suddenly exerting force!
The “Black Rope,” which was incredibly smooth in the hands of Kanagawa Tsukasa, was now as immovable as a rock. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t pull it out even a fraction!
It should be noted that Oracles were already modified beings with terrifying strength; a single punch could demolish a building, yet at this moment, he was helpless against this small Kazuki Blade.
Watching this scene, Uncle Jingjie’s smile grew wider.
“Hmph, boring.” The Silver Robed Oracle’s face showed signs of losing composure. He returned the “Black Rope” to his palm and coldly said to Uncle Jingjie, “Are you stalling for time? What are you waiting for? Those few young people who could pose a threat to me have already left. No one can save you…”
“Who said that someone coming to save me must be human?”
Uncle Jingjie seemed to sense something, looking down at his waist, smiling as he spoke.
A golden-haired shadow suddenly flew out from the mirror, transforming into a streak of golden light, rushing into the empty sword sheath at his waist, becoming a long golden blade. The Kazuki Blade was finally restored to its complete form.
Uncle Jingjie gently placed his palm on the hilt, his expression calming down.
“Sword Soul? This is the Mirror World; how did it come in?” The Silver Robed Oracle’s pupils suddenly constricted upon seeing this.
“No matter where it is, the Sword Soul can ignore distance and return to its sheath. Didn’t you know?” Uncle Jingjie said with a smile, “Oh, of course, you wouldn’t know, since you can’t even pull out a Kazuki Blade…”
Anger flickered in the Silver Robed Oracle’s eyes.
“What if you have a complete Kazuki Blade? The ‘Hypnotic Eye’ is as useful as a chicken rib in battle; you still can’t win against me!”
After saying this, he clasped his hands together in front of him, causing the entire Mirror World to shake violently!
Bang bang bang——!!
The mirrored reflections of the buildings on both sides of the street shot up, like two magnets drawn together, rapidly crashing towards Uncle Jingjie in the center. In comparison to the size of these two buildings, Uncle Jingjie appeared as small as an ant.
Yet there was no trace of panic on his face; he stood there calmly, smiling at the Silver Robed Oracle, as if he had thought of something amusing.
The “Hypnotic Eye” at his waist slowly unsheathed.
Boom——!!!
The two buildings collided with a thunderous crash, countless bricks and shards flying out, an invisible shockwave sweeping through, knocking the trees on both sides of the street askew.
Dust filled the air, and the light circle in the Silver Robed Oracle’s left eye swirled, searching for Uncle Jingjie’s trace in the gap between the two buildings, but found nothing…
Nothing?
Where did he go?
“Are you looking for me?”
A voice drifted from behind the Silver Robed Oracle. His pupils suddenly constricted, and he quickly turned, a lens popping out from his palm, transforming in an instant into a blade over forty meters long, slashing towards the back!
The mirrored blade passed through Uncle Jingjie’s body as if he were nothing, Uncle Jingjie, dressed in a flashy sequined suit, stood with his hands in his pockets, smiling at him.
“Another illusion…”
The Silver Robed Oracle frowned slightly, seemingly displeased. “What does it matter if it’s an illusion? You can only use the ‘Hypnotic Eye’ to escape, unable to actively attack me. If this drags on, you’ll be the one in a passive position.”
“Is that so?”
Uncle Jingjie’s lips curled into a slight smile.
He looked down at the golden long blade in his hand, speaking leisurely, “Indeed, I can’t harm you with the ‘Hypnotic Eye,’ but… I can use hypnosis to mislead you.
For example,
Did you really think that what you just threw was a lens?”
Upon hearing this, the Silver Robed Oracle paused slightly, as if realizing something, and looked down at his hands.
His left hand held a lens.
And his right hand was completely empty…
If the lens was still in his hand, then what had he just thrown away…?
The Silver Robed Oracle raised his head in confusion, only to find that Uncle Jingjie, who had been standing there, had vanished. Not far away, he was slowly bending down to pick up the black long blade that had fallen on the road.
The “Black Rope”!
He had just thrown away the “Black Rope”!
Uncle Jingjie straightened up, leisurely hanging the black long blade at his waist. At this moment, he had two completely different blades hanging from his waist.
His right hand gripped the golden “Hypnotic Eye,” while his left hand rested on the hilt of the black long blade, smiling at the Silver Robed Oracle, effortlessly drawing the second Kazuki Blade from its sheath!
The “Black Rope” unsheathed!
With one golden and one black Kazuki Blade in hand, Uncle Jingjie’s smile gradually faded, his eyes calm like a deep lake, emanating a faint killing intent!
“Now, do you still think you can win against me?”
Uncle Jingjie’s magnetic voice echoed.
