Hum——
Alicxia glanced back slightly as the gate behind her instantaneously closed, sealed by an invisible spiritual power.
The adversary’s intentions were clear: once inside, don’t think about leaving.
Conveniently, she thought the sa.
A chilling intent to kill assaulted her from all sides, and Alicxia slightly bowed her head, the horrifying chill piercing through skin and bone, firmly locking onto her consciousness, her soul.
"They’re here."
Alicxia held her breath, her dark gold eyes flashing with a cold light that perceived everything.
Reflected in her pupils was the first to attack—a Duke’s guard, known as a "Martial Artist" of the Beta Rank. Alicxia disliked these convoluted terms, but she had to admit that this system was very useful for categorizing strength.
Zing!
The blade, sparkling with electric arcs, left its sheath, and the Beta Rank "Martial Artist" broke the sound barrier, slashing his sword down at her!
Clang!
Alicxia raised her hand, and the Ni-tal imdiately lted and reshaped into a spiked gauntlet that easily deflected the electric blade’s slash; the fiery edge couldn’t penetrate this man-made miracle of a tal defense. The swordsman’s pupils shrunk, his face filled with horror:
"How can this—"
With a flick of her wrist, Alicxia broke the swordsman’s grip, his thumb bizarrely bending backward, oozing fresh blood. He desperately tried to retreat, but Alicxia casually flicked, and her dark gold claws instantly snapped his spine. His body smacked onto the wall, flattening like a pancake.
Whoosh——
Following the montum, Alicxia lifted her hand, and the Ni-tal flipped again, spreading into a shield that blocked a rocket grenade covered with an energy coat.
Boom————Bang!
The fierce air wave shattered the columns on both sides. The explosion of the energy coat alone wasn’t enough to produce such a colossal noise. Amidst the roaring, the heat energy, compressed in the tight space and enveloped by the energy coat, also burst forth cleanly. The visible scarlet flas, mixed with black smoke, blossod like flowers. The white marble bricks, scorched by high temperatures, even showed signs of lting.
Behind a column, the Beta Rank "Ranger" took a deep breath:
"Did it work? This one drained all my qi energy—"
——Thud!
The shield tore through the smoke, and Alicxia erged unscathed, her collar clean, without a speck of dust, her dark gold eyes sweeping the room, discovering every hidden enemy.
"Damn it! Is she made of tungsten steel?"
This horrifying outco nearly suffocated the "Ranger." He pulled down his protective goggles while hurriedly throwing out a mix of thermite-flash shock bombs and hand grenades. Nine consecutive high-intensity flashes accompanied by sonic booms and blazing sparks detonated, and a fierce wall of fire imdiately barricaded her path.
"Don’t let her get close again; this woman is too dangerous!" said a companion as he quickly put on electric shock knuckles.
"Don’t worry, she can’t get through this," said the "Ranger" confidently. "This is thermite; the temperature can reach three thousand degrees. Can she really endure this?"
Pop.
However, Alicxia didn’t even stagger.
Covered in Ni-tal, she stomped the floor with her foot, and the violent force made the entire Sulut Palace tremble. The brutal shock wave tore a path through the wall of fire, revealing the "Ranger’s" stunned face.
Alicxia stepped on the ground and shot forward, approaching the "Ranger." She raised her long leg, and the sharp leg armor instantly extended a row of razors. The "Ranger" was swiftly cut into three pieces in the blink of an eye, and before the kick even ended, a "Martial Artist" nearby had already reacted, lifting his fist to strike at Alicxia.
Crane School: Burst of Qi!
The Crane School’s martial arts technique was very straightforward—a probing punch aid at the eyes, followed by a strong punch straight to Alicxia’s face.
Thud—
Alicxia’s hand knife elegantly smashed into the elbow of the pugilist, deflecting it, and simultaneously she grabbed the muscle under his triceps, her knuckles exerting force to drag his half body twisted and askew.
Her eyes flickered, the Ni-tal on her calf swiftly spread and decomposed, gathering on her right fist, and with a seemingly effortless punch, she struck the other’s face.
Bang!
The sheer suppression of strength carried no aesthetic pleasure. Alicxia raised her fist, shook off the corpse, and gave a sideways glance with her dark gold eyes.
"(Yamiriko) Three."
Knock, knock, knock—
She walked calmly in her boots, approaching step by step. The Ni-tal in her hand extended into a slender scythe which she did not even grasp directly; with the strength of her fingers alone, she flicked the scythe, tearing through the air and cutting in half the Assassin lurking in the distance!
"(Yamiriko) Two."
"This kind of monstrous strength—be careful! She’s almost advanced to Quasi-Gamma Rank!"
A Beta Rank Spirit dium saw the bad turn of events and imdiately tried to hypnotize herself, her blue arcane glow brightening in her eyes. She made a series of mysterious gestures and murmured in a low voice,
"Your life has no aning, halt, halt—"
Alicxia glared back at her, her dark gold eyes burning with unwavering conviction.
"Get lost! You superstitious believer of weird powers!"
She roared in anger, and the Spirit dium, as if seeing sothing extrely terrifying, shook herself from her spiritual status, her blue arcane glow flickering erratically, her shoulders trembling, her teeth chattering together as she uttered words of fear:
"What is this faith, what deities do you believe in?!"
She let out a piercing scream, releasing two Spirit Monsters, their translucent and deford spiritual bodies like hunched giants. They lifted their inverted triangular heads and rushed towards Alicxia.
Alicxia, scythe in hand, her gaze piercing, cut through the night.
As the Spirit Monsters, with their frosty breath, reached her, their exaggerated claws about to touch Alicxia, it seed they suddenly encountered the scorching sun.
The Spirit Monsters let out terrifying screams, their forms nearly lting, dripping remnants of spirituality as they turned tail and fled, phasing through walls without daring to look back.
"Deities? I do not believe in any Slave Master who enslaves the minds and souls of people!"
Alicxia’s scythe was thrown in an instant. The Spirit dium imdiately entered into Spiritual World Sprint status to beco immune to physical damage, but the scythe transford into a spear, leaving a trail of shockwaves in its wake, piercing the Spirit dium’s chest. Her spiritual state was shattered on impact, and pinned against a column behind her by Alicxia’s decree, her spiritual essence rapidly dissipating.
"No—what’s happening? My strength, my spiritual power is disappearing!"
The Spirit dium struggled montarily. The Spirit Monsters that had fled before crawled back out, slowly covering her body with frost until, after a series of convulsions, her eyes dimd, her body heat taken, she froze into an ice sculpture.
"I believe in the most magnificent cause in this world—eradicating oppression and inequality."
The last remaining Martial Artist was cautious. Approaching from a flanking position, he wielded a long, broadsword. Seeing that Alicxia’s weapon was no longer in hand, he imdiately swung the sword, which wound with surging energy, slashing at Alicxia with a powerful Qi Energy Slash!
Dragon Faction: Wavering Sword Light!
As a signature move of the warriors from the Dragon Faction, Wavering Sword Light was unpredictable with its ’fluctuating’ trajectory, incredibly fast, and its irregular, continuous layers of slash range posed a deadly threat to anyone hit by a fully charged strike, leaving death not far behind.
Alicxia turned aside, lifting her right index finger forward, and softly uttered two words:
"Contest."
Just as the wavering sword light was about to reach Alicxia, the surrounding space began to show signs of distortion, and then, sothing unbelievable happened.
—That wavering sword light, as if a video were playing in reverse, rapidly retreated back to the broadsword of the Dragon Faction Martial Artist and was then released again towards the sa spot.
As if a verdict challenged by the prosecution was returning ho, to be pronounced anew.
It was but a split-second window, yet Alicxia seized the opportunity. She crouched as if shot from a cannon and burst forth, raising her fist to strike the Dragon Faction Martial Artist, who had no ti to activate his Qi shield and could only draw his sword to block. Just as the blade was about to collide with Alicxia’s punch, the Judge issued a new command:
"Detain."
The Dragon Faction Martial Artist’s face changed, his hands suddenly caught by an authoritative force and twisted behind his back. At the sa mont, Alicxia’s fist struck his throat.
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