Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first? Chapter 235 - 235 33 Defeating the BOSS

235: Chapter 33: Defeating the BOSS 235: Chapter 33: Defeating the BOSS “How did you find out this ti?” Surrounded by astonished swordsn drawing their swords, “Hans” bizarrely revealed a smile, “I was confident, my disguise didn’t have any flaws.”

“Your exit direction was wrong,” Aske said.

“After we entered the hall, Hans was guarding the passage we ca in through.

How could you have co out of the opposite passage?”

“I see,” “Hans” said, “I’m curious, are you constantly rembering the positions of your companions?

Can human vigilance truly reach such a terrifying level?

Or are you perhaps the special one?”

“Since you can read my mories, you should know I’ve received professional training,” Aske said indifferently, “This level of deception is useless on .”

“I see, truly worthy of being the man ‘she’ has her eye on, Aske.” “Hans” once again showed a twisted smile, his face gradually becoming blurred — underneath the visage that seed like Hans’s, countless tentacles beca visible, as if a mass of octopuses had been stuffed into this skin.

“She?”

“So, dea…” The monster slowly turned its head towards dea, “haven’t you told him yet?

About our split?”

“Who are you?

You are…” dea forced herself to remain calm, her voice trembling slightly.

“I am dusa, the mind body stripped from you,” the monster’s face clarified again, revealing an extrely wicked, arrogant, and manic smiling face.

A face completely identical to dea’s.

“…I am your dark side, your pain and regret, the past you cannot escape, part of your personality.” dusa split her mouth into a grotesque laugh, “I am you!”

“No, you are not,” dea stepped back, grabbing Aske’s arm, “Aske…”

Her voice arose in the hearts of Aske and Nora, “She is another personality of mine, part of dusa.

When we were teleported here, she was stripped from my mind body and fell into the mutants’ hands.”

“We need to kill her as soon as possible because she inherited from the ability to communicate with Purgatory; as long as there are painful emotions around, she will…”

“…beco stronger and stronger.” dusa’s voice also echoed, taunting and eerie, “Miss ?”

“All swordsn, imdiately leave this hall!” Aske suddenly commanded loudly.

The swordsn hesitated for a mont, then quickly exited the hall.

Although they did not understand why, the Chief had already established enough authority on this journey to make them believe and suspect that this monster was not sothing they could handle.

Or rather, staying here would beco a kind of burden.

The air gradually grew scorching, the room temperature was rapidly rising, and dusa stood in front, smiling as she watched the swordsn file out.

Her figure seed to start twisting — more precisely, the heated air was twisting the light around her.

“Still the sa softhearted fool, want to save these swordsn?” she laughed softly, “But who will save you, Aske?”

“No need,” Aske stepped forward with his sword, “Killing you will be the end of it.”

“Then, shall we?” dusa licked her lips.

Aske’s figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

“Ilanian Instant Step,” dusa sneered, “figured.”

A fierce wave of flas burst around her, shooting out 360 degrees with no blind spots, scorching Aske from every direction he might attack.

However, as the flas swept like a tide, a certain area abruptly dispersed oddly, dusa’s pupils contracted sharply, and through the dissipating flas, she finally saw dea standing outside, her delicate fingers flicking toward her.

Fla manipulation.

As a Fla Sequence ability, it not only allowed for the control of one’s own flas but also those of other Transcendents, and even the Natural Fire of non-extraordinary powers.

Realizing this, dusa inwardly cursed, her body already being sent flying in agonizing pain.

dea had controlled and extinguished that area of flas, of course, to allow Aske to use Instant Step to break through.

And he was so fast that just as dusa began to predict his attack through Mind Reading, her body was already sent flying by the slash.

The longsword fell, silver light flashed, and what floated away was the Fla Flow.

dusa had activated Fla V, the highest technique of the Fla Sequence: Elentalization, transforming the tangible flesh into intangible flas, greatly reducing physical damage.

“How do you like that!” she cackled within the burning Fla Flow, “Did you think I wasn’t aware of this body’s weaknesses?

Focused on the spiritual sequence, high offense but frail, a boss that should be quickly taken down with position and killer attacks…

You were the one who taught that knowledge!

Did it surprise you that I was already prepared?”

“Elentalization is not invincible,” Aske’s voice echoed around, “Naive.”

“Then try to break it,” dusa was still enduring endless swordsmanship strikes, screaming in piercing pain as her voice beca sharp and shrill due to the Fla Flow.

“Okay.” Aske said curtly, making dusa feel a sudden sense of foreboding.

However, she no longer had ti to think about it, for Aske’s figure had already flashed beneath her, longsword returning to its scabbard, his hand gripping the sword hilt in a reverse grip as he crouched.

There it is!

dusa, in mid-air, extended her right hand towards him, her palm gathering a compressed high-temperature heat flow.

Fla Burst!

The accumulated heat sources hadn’t even been fired off when they suddenly exploded in her hand—with the violent explosion ca the scattering of her right hand’s fingers into flas and the intimidating shine of a sword light striking her face.

Sword Drawing Slash.

Tiger.

The intense sword light cleaved through the skull, leaving flas in its wake.

If it were not for Elentalization, she would have long been dead beyond a doubt, yet Elentalization knew no fear from physical damage—dusa, still in the midst of burning flas, was about to sneer when she saw that Aske had already sprung up, sword in hand.

Ascending Slash.

The blade slashed through her waist again, transforming into a large swath of flas.

dusa suddenly realized with a jolt of terror that the speed at which the fla at her waist closed up had slowed.

Can he disrupt my Fla Ability?

No, it should be…

“It’s consecutive strikes, you idiot,” Aske’s voice rang out at last as his form twisted and spun in the air.

Tornado Slash!

With the strong winds created by the rapid strikes preventing her fiery body from reconstituting, rapidly exhausting my Spirituality…

As dusa, with her waist flas cleaved open by the successive strikes, felt her body swiftly weaken, a certain realization dawned on her.

Then, what surged forth was endless irritation…

Idiot?

Who are you calling?

“Although I’m just her clone,” the fiery dusa suddenly condensed into a solid form, and at the mont Aske’s blade pierced her abdon, she embraced him like a flash of lightning.

“Don’t use the moves you tried on her, on !”

She scread with all her might, her fair skin instantly turning a frightening gold-red hue.

Then she was sliced open by a sweep of sword light, causing a violent explosion mid-air.

dea and Nora hurried into the smoke, only to see Aske lying on his back on the ground, his body and face covered with charred marks.

“Aske!”

“I’m okay.” Aske started coughing, “She almost let off a big self-destruct, cough, cough, cough…

Heal .”

“Before I heal you, I have a question.” Nora walked over with a stern face, pointing an X-ray gun at his chest, her expression emotionless as she asked, “Why did she tell you not to flirt with her?”

“How should I know?!” Aske said, irritated.

“What did you say to her?” dea also crouched down, placing her hand on his throat as if checking his pulse.

Or as if she wanted to choke him.

“Can you heal first?” Aske said weakly.

“I see.” dea, having completed her mind reading, stood up and said to Nora, “Aske called her ‘idiot.'”

“Idiot?” Nora montarily startled, then made an odd expression, seemingly on the verge of saying sothing but holding back.

“So calling her an idiot is flirting?” Aske rolled his eyes, “dea, I really don’t understand what you’re thinking.”

dea silently crossed her arms, while Nora silently pulled the trigger, bathing him in the healing light beam to erase the charred marks on his body, then said softly:

“Aske, don’t call anyone an idiot again.”

“Because ‘idiot’ is a term of endearnt, and you can’t use it on other won,” dea added, “Not even a fragnt of my alter ego’s personality.”

Aske: ????