Orion looked at the mask that had solidified in his hand and suddenly smiled. There was a hint of madness in it, making it seem exceptionally dangerous.
"Asat Pramad… Your 'Rule'… I have deciphered it!"
After speaking, he unhesitatingly pressed the mask onto his face. The sound of dice rolling echoed, but this ti, it was from Orion!
Feixiao's expression instantly froze, then transford into shock. "You… how is this possible?!"
The next mont, Orion's figure began to blur. Under everyone's astonished gaze, his form, appearance, and even his very existence were undergoing drastic changes! When the transformation ended, standing there was a woman so breathtakingly beautiful, yet chillingly cold, that she struck fear into one's heart.
Her purple hair cascaded like a waterfall, the tips gradually turning pure white. She wore a black battle suit that bared her midriff, and in her hand, she held a blood-red oil-paper umbrella, a long katana at her waist. There was no ripple in her purple eyes, as if they were a reflection of the end of the universe.
"Eh? Who is that…?" Bronya asked in surprise.
Seele was also stunned. "Orion… he turned into a woman?"
Although no one recognized her, everyone could feel it—an oppressive presence more terrifying than Jing Yuan and Feixiao combined! If Asat Pramad brought the fear of destruction, then this woman brought sothing even purer—nihility.
"An Emanator… of Nihility?" 'Feixiao' was also surprised. Then, she smiled, fanatical battle intent igniting in her eyes. "Let see if your 'Nihility' can devour everything, or if my 'Hunt' can shatter all things!"
She transford into a storm and attacked, her giant axe tearing through the atmosphere! However, facing this attack, the newly ford "Acheron" simply stood there silently. She slowly raised a hand, her fair fingers gently resting on the hilt of her blade.
"Too slow."
As the cold voice sounded—she drew her sword. The rightful source is novel·fiɾe·net
At that instant, heaven and earth fell silent. No one could see her movents. They only saw an indescribable, pure purple blade light cleaving the world! The two figures passed each other, standing back to back. The blade in Acheron's hand was already sheathed.
anwhile, 'Feixiao' remained frozen in her axe-wielding posture. A fine line of blood extended from her shoulder down to her thigh. Behind her, the sky itself had a colossal purple crack, a rift of pure "nothingness."
Pfft—
Blood gushed out like a fountain! Half of 'Feixiao's' body was almost severed. She staggered, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Just as she was about to collapse, the sound of dice rolled again! Her dying body erupted in dazzling white light, and she was replaced by a white figure. He held a strangely shaped long blade, his face completely obscured by white cloth. The surrounding air instantly ignited, and the ground rapidly lted under the terrifying high temperature.
Looking at the white figure, Acheron's ancient, unmoving purple eyes rippled slightly for the first ti. "Zephyro…" she softly spoke the na. One of the top Lord Ravagers of Destruction, a madman who destroyed everything with white flas.
"Heh heh, is it a colleague this ti… Perfect." A low chuckle erged from beneath the white cloth. "Nihility… truly a loathso existence."
Zephyro raised his long blade, the white flas on it seeming to want to incinerate the world. Acheron put away her umbrella and placed her hand on the hilt of her blade.
The next mont, both moved simultaneously!
Boom—!!!
White destruction and purple nihility collided violently! The first clash alone flattened half the valley!
"Retreat! Quick, retreat!" Gepard roared from afar, directing the Silvermane Guards. The battle before them had already exceeded their comprehension.
At this point, a gray figure finally struggled out of the human-shaped crater. "Damn it…" Stelle brushed off the debris. "To hit twice, I definitely need to… Huh?" She looked up and was instantly stunned. In the distant sky, half was deep purple nihility, and half was burning white destruction.
"Wait… who are those two?" she rubbed her eyes. "The white one feels… like Asat Pramad? But that purple-haired woman… who is she? Why do I feel a strange sense of familiarity?"
Stelle quickly ran over to Bronya and the others. "What just happened? Where's Orion?"
"That purple-haired woman…" Bronya explained, "is Orion."
"Huh?! How did my good brother turn into a woman?!"
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