Chapter 787
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Chapter 787: Goodbye “Medium”
Snatched away the straight sword and the emblem?
Cheng Dui fell into deep confusion.
Is this the behavior expected of a normal Night Watchman?
“Right.” Fang Zuo seemed to remember something, turning to Cheng Dui with a hint of hope in his expression. “Lu Qiu…”
Upon hearing this name, Cheng Dui fell silent. After a moment, he slowly spoke, “Night Watchman Lu Qiu overexerted his life force and sacrificed himself before the Slaughtering Floodgate.”
Fang Zuo’s figure trembled imperceptibly, a deep sadness surfacing in his eyes.
“I understand now…”
“He was a hero.” Cheng Dui patted Fang Zuo’s shoulder. “He bought time for this war stronghold with his life. Soon, our reinforcements will arrive…”
…
Beast Tide.
Under the pitch-black night, a massive dragon was engaged in a chaotic battle with three other “Klein” peak-level “mysteries.” Four figures clashed in the dim sky, causing the heavens to tremble. Meanwhile, the silver-haired Lin Qiye held the “White Blade,” standing in a standoff against a winged white tiger.
“Supreme Magic, [Earthly Binding Ropes].”
A black magic circle around Lin Qiye suddenly lit up. At the same time, twelve identical black magic circles formed a closed geometric space around the flying white tiger, completely trapping it inside.
As the twelve black magic circles activated, a large number of fine ropes surged from each circle, twisting rapidly around the white tiger’s body. If one were to draw closer, they would see that the surface of these ropes was etched with dense, mysterious symbols.
These ropes seemed to breathe, their surface symbols flickering with a certain frequency. The moment they wrapped around the white tiger, they began to seal its mental power at an astonishing speed.
“Roar—!!”
The white tiger sensed the strangeness of the ropes and let out an angry roar. It flapped its thunderous wings behind it, and the dense lightning surged across its body, shattering the fine ropes that had already wrapped around it.
Given Lin Qiye’s current strength, it was unrealistic to expect to trap a “Klein” peak-level “mystery” with magic.
Of course, that wasn’t Lin Qiye’s original goal.
As the white tiger broke free from the Earthly Binding Ropes, a figure stepped out from the void above its head, a white blade of light slicing directly toward the white tiger’s wings. However, the white tiger, relying on its terrifying beast instincts, dodged to the side at an incredible speed, retreating backward with a powerful flap of its wings.
Lin Qiye did not hold back. He lightly waved his blade, and a flash of white light streaked across the blade’s surface.
A massive white bear transformed into a blurred afterimage, soaring out from the “White Blade,” its form resembling a round cannonball piercing through the void, directly flashing in front of the white tiger!
[White Blade] Spirit, Void White Bear.
The sudden appearance of the giant bear stunned the white tiger, as there was no fluctuation of aura from it, not even qualifying as a living being. No matter how effective the white tiger’s instincts were, it could not evade the attack from the Void White Bear.
In mid-air, the Void White Bear let out a roar, its massive body wrapping around the white tiger from behind!
In the next moment, a torrent of blade light poured out from the space like a tidal wave.
From a hundred meters away, Lin Qiye swung his blade rapidly, the blade light weaving into a net without any blind spots, cutting through space and striking the white tiger, which was trapped by the giant white bear, leaving behind deep, savage gashes.
Blood flowed from the wounds, and the white tiger, in pain, felt its eyes turn a deeper shade of crimson.
It roared fiercely, unleashing a surge of lightning that directly sent the Void White Bear flying backward. Its gaze fixed on Lin Qiye in the distance, filled with furious killing intent!
Sizzle—!
Its form transformed into a bolt of lightning, charging rapidly toward Lin Qiye.
At that moment, Lin Qiye seemed to sense something, looking up at the pitch-black night sky.
That was…
In the night sky, seven thick silver pillars flashed through the clouds, surrounded by silver arcs of electricity, instantly breaking through the darkness and plummeting toward Lin Qiye like meteors, carrying terrifying kinetic energy!
In Lin Qiye’s perception, he could clearly see that on each silver pillar stood a figure cloaked in black.
Daxia Night Watchmen, Special Team 002, [Medium].
Among the seven figures riding the lightning pillars, one black-robed figure lowered its head, gazing at the white tiger below, and extended a finger, pointing at it from afar.
The white tiger’s form suddenly froze in place, as if doused in molten iron.
Immediately after, another figure among the seven took action, gripping the straight sword at its waist and swiftly drawing it from its sheath!
No one saw how the sword was drawn, how it was swung, or how it struck… They only saw the figure draw the sword, then sheathe it, and the next moment, the white tiger, now turned into a statue, was struck down to the ground by a breathtaking blade light from above.
Amidst the surging beast tide, the white tiger’s body crashed heavily, embedding deep into the frozen sea.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!!
The seven lightning pillars fell like hammers from the heavens, crashing down onto the thick ice layer following the white tiger’s fall, shattering large amounts of ice, with torrents of seawater spraying out from the gaps in the ice.
Snow-white waves cascaded down like falling rain, silver arcs of electricity danced between the seven lightning pillars, and the fierce wind swept through the seven black cloaks, their wide hoods obscuring the faces of the seven, completely shrouding them in shadow.
Seeing the appearance of these seven figures, Lin Qiye immediately guessed their identities; after all, the recognition of the lightning pillars was too high, and he had seen the [Medium] team back at the fasting station, where Old Wu had also been a member.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qiye erupted with a burst of magical brilliance, instantly flashing to the side of the [Medium] team.
“[Nightfall] team leader Lin Qiye, thank you for your assistance, [Medium] team.” Lin Qiye’s voice echoed in the air.
Among the seven cloaked figures, one raised its head slightly, revealing half of its face beneath the hood, smiling gently at Lin Qiye.
It was the leader of the [Medium] team, hailed as the strongest under the human ceiling… Bu Li.
“Captain Lin, you are too polite. We should be thanking your team for holding off the beast tide alone for so long, buying enough time for Daxia.” Bu Li raised his head, looking toward the distant sky, and calmly spoke:
“Now, it’s our turn…”
