Chapter 666: Chapter D243: The Gold of Battle
Looking at the illusory and solemn nun’s clothes on herself, the Hero frowned.
‘This is really a strange phenonon, no wonder my brother is so concerned.’
Although this nun’s clothing obviously didn’t belong to her, she didn’t feel any malice from it.
On the contrary, she vaguely felt that the reason for her current good status was precisely because of this clothing’s existence.
‘It seems I can’t take it off either, these threads seem to connect to the sky… Is this a reminder that I need to go to heaven to find the source?’
She looked up towards the endless blue sky, recalling a joke from another version of herself earlier.
‘Do I really need to build a cathedral on the moon?’
As the Hero was lost in thought, a nerve in her brain suddenly twitched slightly, and she heard the furious roar of the other her by her ear.
‘Idiot, what are you daydreaming about!? I’m about to get killed!!!’
The Hero quickly raised her head, only to see the Depraved Hero charging left and right under the magical bombardnt, unable to break through the glamorous and precise suppression of her brother’s continuous spellcasting.
Every ti she tried to get closer, she was forced back by even more intense magic, advancing two steps and retreating three.
Even the nun’s clothes on her body were constantly being damaged under her brother’s magical bombing, and those threads suspended in the void tried to nd but shattered in the increasingly fierce magical impact, disappearing without a trace.
Watching the other self being drenched under the magical rain, the Hero blinked and suddenly had a premonition.
‘Ah, you won’t be able to dodge that, charge forward, maybe it’ll be okay.’
In the path of the Depraved Hero’s assault, a Thunder Spear shot forward,
The Depraved Hero was about to tilt her head to dodge, but at the mont the Thunder Spear approached, it suddenly split, transforming into a net of interwoven lightning, enveloping her.
“*!”
The Depraved Hero cursed, stopping abruptly, then fiercely punched.
The hastily swung Ice Fist, though tearing apart the net of lightning, still halted her charge.
In that instant, a cold gleam flashed in her brother’s eyes, decisively waving his sword staff.
A brilliant magic radiance followed, engulfing the Depraved Hero’s silhouette like a tsunami.
[On Light judgnt failed, no bonus]
[Brother’s Extre Failure*1-30, Brother deals 1804-847=957 damage to the Hero]
[Hero received 957 damage, Beast Spirit Magic Power: 5765, Star Blessing: 6793]
[Due to the effect of the Sealing Cloud Sword Staff, the Hero is under Imprisonnt]
D132=d132(59)=59
[Hero’s next action]
1-4. Sacrifice!
5-8. Tuning Balance ♛
9. All-Domain Super Sense
10. Critical Success/Extre Failure
D10=d10(5)=5
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
As the Depraved Hero charged towards her brother with large strides, her agile dodge eventually failed to avoid the dense bombardnt and was quickly struck by a series of magic attacks,
In the chain of explosions, she was blown away on impact, emitting blue smoke as she slamd onto the ground in front of the Hero.
“Ugh—”
She rolled her eyes, spitting out a cloud with still sparking electricity.
[Hero activates skill: Swallowing Filth and Purifying God]
D6=d6(4)=4
[Swallowing Filth and Purifying God (Intelligence Counterattack)]
D309 50=d309(285) 50=335
[Brother]
D492=d492(423)=423
[Counterattack failed]
Gaining her breath, the Depraved Hero perford a kip-up to stand back up, then turned to glare at the Hero, with a disgruntled look on her face.
“What were you daydreaming about just now, why didn’t you move?”
‘What to do, can’t get through, should I charge up?’
Hearing this superficial dialogue along with the inner voice transmitted from the other her, the Hero was montarily stunned and then realized after blinking.
“I really couldn’t move just now.”
‘No, I can’t let Brother continue chanting his spells.’
On the surface, they quarreled with each other, but in their hearts, they were discussing strategies.
Unlike magicians who rely on instincts and have limited spells, Brother was an orthodox mage, mastering countless arcane magics.
She could certainly choose to take a defensive stance, charge up, enhance the next attack’s power to strive for a breakthrough, but this was tantamount to gifting valuable casting ti to the opponent.
You can’t allow a mage the opportunity to cast for a long ti——the previous battle with Father had taught the Hero enough lessons.
She knew very well that stalling would only worsen the situation.
“Can’t move, so you don’t move?!” the Depraved Hero shouted, waving a fist.
‘True, not much Magic Power left.’
“Huh? If you can’t move, how are you supposed to move?” the Hero responded confusedly while shattering the illusionary cloud locks on her body, her spine slightly bending, and the breeze gathering behind her ready to launch.
‘Looks like we’ll have to risk it—’
“You could verbally distract him, launch personal attacks at him!” The Depraved Hero suggested angrily while lowering her body, the floor beneath her feet fracturing, secretly amassing energy.
Silently, without being detected——
[Hero activates skill: Tuning Balance, three attributes halved]
3d6=d6(3) d6(6) d6(2)
They raised their heads, both looking towards Brother, but suddenly realizing that the chant accompanied by the wind sound had unknowingly stopped.
Brother lowered his sword staff, observing the two Heroes with a subtle expression.
Facing those slightly bloodshot yet still calm Erald Eyes, the Hero inexplicably understood the malice in her brother’s gaze.
‘…Foolish ones have increased.’
“Originally, one fool was already quite troubleso, didn’t expect it could proliferate,” Brother sighed, shaking his head.
“You actually said it out loud!” the Depraved Hero shouted angrily.
“Well, one more doesn’t make a difference.” Completely ignoring the Depraved Hero’s frustration, Brother looked towards the Hero, the sharp edge of the sword staff dangling gently.
“First tell , what did you just see?”
His words were as calm as a still lake, yet faintly carried a deeply hidden anticipation.
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