Chapter 499: 497 Broken (Part 1)_1
Bang!
Colin landed heavily on the ground.
Compared to the stear-like scene outside the barrier, it was as if he had stepped into an ice cave inside—of course, this was the temperature that should be expected at this ti of year.
The air was no longer filled with the scent of charring, but a faint mist hung in the air.
But within this mist, there lingered a faint scent of blood, eerily similar to what Colin had slled on Mr. Ji and in the underground blood pool of the Phoenix Butterfly Fort’s clock tower.
The inside of the barrier was vast, with desolate, abandoned streets surrounding a ramshackle, decaying warehouse.
A faint blue glow emanated from the warehouse, dimming and brightening like a heartbeat. It gave one an irresistible sense that sothing terrifying was brewing inside, ready to break free at any second.
The Anna that Colin held in his hand had regained consciousness by now. Her gaze was vacant, but she was completely obedient to Colin.
However, her severe injuries hadn’t fully healed, limiting her fighting abilities.
Nevertheless, she was more than capable of reconnaissance.
At Colin’s command, Anna slowly approached the large door of the warehouse.
Outside the barrier, the city was ablaze with fire, screams echoing continuously. Yet, within the barrier was total silence, giving Colin the unsettling illusion of being in a graveyard at midnight.
Anna made her way to the front of the warehouse’s large door, without any incident happening.
Colin narrowed his eyes and cautiously approached.
And at this mont, Anna proceeded to open the warehouse door.
Hum—
Suddenly, nurous blue tendrils burst out of the door like a group of venomous snakes, engulfing Anna’s slender body in an instant, then surged towards Colin.
On their way, the blue tendrils spun and fluttered, assimilating and disintegrating anything they ca across, which in return transford into more blue tendrils.
This scene would surely cause soone with trypophobia to collapse on the spot.
Although Colin didn’t suffer from trypophobia, he could feel his scalp tingling. He imdiately spread his wings and shot up to the sky.
Yet, the blue tendrils still relentlessly pursued him.
Colin took a deep breath, and rapidly rotating invisible vortices materialized around him.
A dreadful pressure radiated from him, causing the encroaching blue tendrils to halt amid the tempestuous surge.
Whoosh—
Colin flapped his wings vigorously, sending out an even more explosive cyclone, pushing down the blue tendrils beneath him in an instant.
But before Colin could even catch his breath, an invisible ripple of sound emanated from the warehouse.
Hiss!
The next second, countless blue tendrils went berserk, and all transford into blood-red tendrils, rushing towards Colin even more violently than before.
As they approached Colin, the red tendrils transford into venomous snakes, baring their terrifying fangs and hissing at Colin!
Colin felt an extrely cold aura enveloping his entire body, making his body feel like it had turned into a rigid stone. Even moving a single finger required an enormous effort.
What kind of bizarre magic is this!
While Colin was cursing inwardly, he quickly closed his eyes.
Then he opened them again.
Three silver threads appeared in his crimson pupils, beginning to spin quickly.
“Blood Secret Technique: Dark Gaze!”
The next second, a boundless curtain of blood spread out, engulfing innurable snake-like red tendrils in an instant.
Hiss hiss hiss——
Like ice and snow under the fierce sun, the red threads lted away in Colin’s strike.
Boom!
Colin landed back on the ground, all the red threads having disappeared without a trace as though everything before was just an illusion.
Ana regained her stance, but her once immaculate golden armor was now severely damaged, revealing a lot of her delicate skin. However, on the exposed skin, there were dark red imprints all over it, likely wounds left on her by the strange spell from earlier.
Colin didn’t have a granule of sympathy for a blood slave. He promptly pushed her to keep moving forward.
Upon entering the warehouse, they were imdiately greeted with the sounds of intense fighting, as well as the fluctuations of holy light and arcane magic.
Colin also followed inside, finding Ana locked in a battle with a dozen mages.
However, in such a confined space, being pulled into close-quarters combat by a sixth-rank knight, even a severely wounded one, spelled doom for these mages.
As expected, Ana, similar to a cheetah charging into a flock of sheep, was moving swiftly. In quick maneuvers and leaps, she ended the lives of the mages before they could finish chanting their spells.
Blood splattered everywhere, like an artistic performance about massacre.
However, Colin had no interest in enjoying this show. From the mont he entered the warehouse, his gaze had been fixated on the figure at the center of the warehouse, the figure in a red mage’s robe.
So ugly!
This was the first impression the red-robed mage left on Colin.
Yet, Colin dared not underestimate him.
The complex and profound magic array on the ground was still emitting bursts of green light. The red-robed mage standing at the centre of the array held a magic staff in one hand and a bloody eyeball in the other, mumbling so incantations.
Seeing the bloody wound where the mage’s left eye should have been, Colin instantly knew the eyeball was the mage’s own.
A rich, green smoke was shrouding the red-robed mage, forming a large, green cocoon above his head.
The cocoon contracting and expanding, glowing and fading, as if it were a living thing.
Colin had seen such a scene in Fallen Eagle City before.
At that ti, he could have interrupted Mr. Ji’s spell and saved Duke St. Hilde’s life.
Unfortunately, he hesitated then.
This ti, he wouldn’t hesitate again.
However, Colin didn’t personally interrupt the red-robed mage’s spellcasting.
Fearing the strange spell he had experienced earlier and considering that Mr. Ji had nearly succeeded last ti, this ti he was unlikely to not have prepared more strictly.
Thus, Colin didn’t act recklessly.
Instead, he waited for Ana to dispose of the lower-level mages and then ordered her to charge forward with her sword.
The hideous, lone eye of the red-robed mage watched as Ana steadily approached, his mouth still chanting the incomprehensible Elven text. It seed he was at a crucial mont in his spellcasting and had no ti to defend himself.
Even when Ana reached him, the red-robed mage made no sign of defending himself.
Shick!
Ana’s sword plunged directly into the red-robed mage’s chest. Strangely though, not a drop of blood flowed out.
Colin furrowed his brow, puzzled. Just then, the red mage’s chest, where the sword had struck, suddenly split open!
Boom!
Countless blood-red threads gushed out, transforming into tiny venomous snakes mid-air, hissing nacingly at Ana and Colin.
Hiss hiss hiss——
Colin felt his body stiffen, his thoughts seed to beco dull at that mont, and everything in front of him seed to beco unreal.
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