Chapter 532

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Chapter 532: Borrowing Your Gun

The time arrived on the third day.

In Broken Paradise, this battle has lasted for an hour.

From the very beginning, they have been fighting fiercely on the battlefield of Broken Paradise. They started without hesitation and the battle has now shifted from the east side to the west side.

Along the way, countless remnants of ancient gods were crushed.

Sasha held her weapon, a spear, and a red light shimmered across the white rock. It moved like a real bird in flight, changing direction seven times in three seconds. Instead of following a straight path, it swiftly aimed at Bai Wei’s chest along a diagonal line. When the weapon made contact with the Yunhu Sword, there was no explosive reaction. Powerful magic and sword energy clashed and Bai Wei’s feet caused the ground to crumble like a spider’s web.

One hand rested on the suspended spear and a simple move followed swiftly.

The impact struck Bai Wei’s unprotected chest and abdomen. The sturdy spear turned soft, bypassing his waist and, resembling a snake coiling around a pole, stabbed at the back of his heart.

However, this move was anticipated and Bai Wei blocked it with his sword. But in doing so, he exposed himself. Sasha leaped lightly into the air and her whip-like leg swept through, shattering the space beneath her footstep.

Bai Wei retreated three hundred meters.

His left hand, used for defense, was covered in blood.

The blood was immediately stopped and gold gears began to turn inside Bai Wei’s body, making a cracking sound. Invisible threads reconnected and stabilized the broken arm bone.

Bai Wei knows how to take care of his body, even if he gets injured, he can still use 90% of his strength and move freely. But this method of patching up broken porcelain and continuing to use it will definitely have a big flaw. Once the strengthening attachment of the Golden Power is stopped, he will probably immediately become paralyzed and be sent to the hospital.

Several places like his left hand, shoulder, ribs, lower leg, and ankle… are completely shattered, relying on the Golden Power to patch them up and strengthen them.

After reaching this point, it’s safe to say that Bai Wei has lost. Up until now, his only accomplishment was tearing a piece of Sasha’s clothing, without even making her bleed.

"It’s time to end this." Sasha has been fighting continuously for an hour, her physical and magical strength have been depleted, but her combat effectiveness is still at its peak. She tiptoes, lifts her height, and steps on high-heeled shoes. The spear on her fingertips spins. "We can continue the fight next time."

Bai Wei props himself up from the ground and says, "Let’s continue."

"If we continue to fight, you will die." Sasha calmly says. She has been fighting continuously for three days, engaging in five battles. She doesn’t understand or know her opponent, but she can sense their desperation in every move.

Bai Wei says, "It seems like you’re still holding back."

Before many people fight to the death, they need to pour out their hearts and say some words to move themselves and others. But Sasha finds these pointless talks annoying. She believes that in life and death fights, one should act swiftly and decisively. She appreciates enemies who speak less because it’s more convenient.

Now, she rarely feels like talking a bit more.

"Because we haven’t reached the point where I have to kill you yet."

"But my patience is limited, if you insist…"

"With your repeated provocations and interference in my actions, it wouldn’t be impossible to kill you."

At this point, Sasha was already declaring death, and if the fighting continued, she wouldn’t hold back and would give it her all.

"Your talents are not bad, if you go back and practice for a few more years, you might surpass me. Isn’t it a pity to throw away your life and decades of cultivation in a hurry?"

Bai Wei understood Sasha’s temper and lightly laughed it off.

"I thought Blood Noble was adept at fighting and killing, but it seems I overestimated her?"

Easily provoked her.

Bright red lights shone in the depths of Sasha’s eyes, like a rising crimson crescent moon.

She said, "You brought this upon yourself."

With a swing of her right hand, the long spear in her palm transformed and changed shape. It went from a bare spear to a large gun, with a sharp triangular long spike extending from the tip. The hollow center of the gun’s head ignited with flames, like the glow of the setting sun.

The air began to tremble and shake.

She gathered her strength, and even in the preparatory phase, her movements caused regular ripples in the air. It was on the verge of shattering but had not yet done so.

In Bai Wei’s perception, it seemed as if an invisible realm expanded around her, but this realm had its limits and couldn’t keep expanding endlessly.

The Holy Domain of the Holy Domain Mage is a form of absolute self-protection.

However, this move shouldn’t be the Holy Domain but rather an outward manifestation of a legendary state of skill refinement.

Finally, Bai Wei had the opportunity to carefully observe the preconditions of this move.

Because Sasha was always straightforward and swift in fights and killings, rarely resorting to powerful moves, in the past three days of intense battles, she never took more than two seconds to unleash an attack. Most of them were instantaneous, and even when she gathered a bit of strength, it would always accompany a rapid change in speed. She tormented Bai Wei to the brink of death, but this time, she had been gathering strength and preparing for more than five seconds.

Maybe she could have been faster, but she intentionally made the time longer, just like how Western gunfighters need some time before dueling, waiting for the moment to seize the fleeting change and shoot.

Bai Wei narrowed his eyes and then noticed a red thread appearing in the air.

This thread extended from the long spear and connected to Bai Wei’s heart, it couldn’t be captured, existing between reality and illusion.

Bai Wei could see it, not because he could see it, but because Sasha intentionally let him see it.

"You can try to evade," Sasha declared, "but until now, no one has been able to avoid this shot. The Cardinal of the Sacred Religion, the Knights, the Seraphim of Heaven… countless enemies have tasted the sharpness of this move, and they all died."

Bai Wei held up the Yunhu Sword, "Are you saying that I should feel honored to die under this move?"

"There is no honor for the dead… only endless void, as if they never existed."

Sasha poured in more magic, causing ripples in the space to become more frequent and dense. Signs of fractures and collapses appeared in the already tensioned space.

The violent wind pressure and chaotic airflow lifted her clothes, fluttering her scarlet attire. An unparalleled feeling of power burst out from her seemingly delicate body, as if every moment compressed the spirit and strength of thunder and lightning.

"If this doesn’t make you choose to step back, then you must be prepared to face all the consequences."

Bai Wei stayed silent.

If this life ends up being killed by his own disciple, it wouldn’t be a good outcome.

He certainly didn’t want to die, but it wasn’t just for the sake of pride.

Promises made must be fulfilled, even if it means being struck by lightning and shattered into pieces.

"Please." Bai Wei raised his sword.

Sasha sighed heavily and then let go of her hand, like a tightly pulled bowstring that didn’t need any more force to be released. The silent bullet followed a predetermined path and flew towards Bai Wei’s heart. It was soundless, leaving behind deep black marks wherever it passed, like a gluttonous snake that devoured even the background. With skill and power combined, the mere remnants of its force turned Broken Paradise upside down.

The earth trembled and quaked.

Like the pounding of Bai Wei’s heart beneath his chest.

The sword and the gun clashed, and in that moment, Bai Wei felt deeply the mysteries hidden within the gun.

Sasha’s overall level is sixty-seven, including the blood magic of the Holy Domain, as well as her own skill in marksmanship.

It was not easy for her to refine her martial arts alone because the systems of Europa and the East were ultimately different. However, she abandoned the complicated weaving of spells for this move, simplifying it to its purest form, extracting the essence from dozens of variations. And the essence could only be one thing – ‘inspiration.’

Martial arts reaching level forty-nine meant that both skill and strength had reached their peak. To push it to the level where it could weave ‘mystery,’ it required a personal and unique understanding, elevating it from mere technique to an art.

What is art?

It may seem complex, yet simple at the same time. It is nothing but a will, a will powerful enough to move the changes of the heavens and earth, rising from materialism to idealism.

The kind of will that dwells upon that three-foot green blade determines the kind of enemy it can cut through. Only by clarifying this can one break through the boundaries.

Bai Wei faintly felt that he had touched upon one of the most fundamental rules of this world, yet he couldn’t seize hold of this fleeting inspiration.

Because the long spear broke through the restrictions of the Yunhu Sword, the weapon slipped from his hand and the spear bit towards his heart.

He thought he was going to die, but instead of darkness, the tip of the gun pierced his chest. Instead of going through his heart, it turned into a chain that wrapped around his heart.

Bai Wei asked, "Aren’t you going to kill me?"

"I changed my mind," Sasha stood tall, looking down at the young man. "You have been desperately seeking a breakthrough, surely to accomplish something. You are not afraid of death, daring to fight with me for so long. Whatever you fear must be deeper than death. Though I am not sure of the reasons, I can tell you are braver than the old me."

Blood Noble waved her hand, and the long spear returned to her grasp. Her tone carried a hint of nostalgia and guilt for the past. "I have experienced separation and death in my youth. I used to hate myself for being too weak. If I had just a bit more strength, perhaps the outcome would have been different. Now, I lend you this spear. It may not be enough to defeat your enemies, but it can at least protect you… How you use it is up to you."

Bai Wei pressed his chest, feeling the black chain lock sealing his heart. It contained legendary gun techniques and truly deserved to be called a "borrowed" spear.

Bai Wei bowed his fist and sincerely thanked, "Thank you… Sasha."

Sasha took on an elder’s attitude and scolded, "You should use a respectful title when addressing me, kid!"

Bai Wei shook his head and chuckled, "Whatever…"