Miracle: Sword Retainer.
Even now, Feili was still in a daze. Just moments ago, she seemed to have caught a faint glimpse of a phantom that was neither Niya nor the Sword Princess. The moment she gripped the hilt, she suddenly knew she was supposed to use the Sword Retainer miracle invented by Yaxiu.
Although Yaxiu had never told her, Feili had deduced from the circumstances surrounding the Sword Princess and Niya that All Stars was the shadow of Stars, and that she too was someone's shadow. But she didn't actually mind. She even wanted to meet her true self, feeling as though she had gained another family member.
Since she was a shadow, she should fight shoulder to shoulder with phantoms.
The Canaan sped along at breakneck speed. The howling storm submerged the entire world, rendering their figures nearly impossible to make out; Feili could only see two pitch-black, monstrous silhouettes and two pairs of greedy eyes gleaming with blood-red light!
*Tap!*
In the suffocating silence, Longyuan silently teleported above Feili, while Yinzhi drew out an afterimage as she struck toward her. With no need for discussion, when it came to eradicating a competitor, the demons cooperated seamlessly!
Just an instant before malice descended, Feili slipped into the line space, brushing past them.
Yet the moment the demons switched tactics to strike at each other, Feili stepped out of the void once more, the edge of her sword cleanly slicing through the veil of rain, flesh, and demonic greed.
This was the first time Feili discovered that slashing could be so completely effortless, smoother even than a hot knife cutting through butter. It was an addictive thrill; she felt her very soul trembling, goosebumps rising all over her body, a pleasure so intense it made her pituitary gland groan.
Could combat really be this exhilarating?
She stepped forward, her body almost perfectly overlapping with the purplish-red phantom, staging the most dazzling sword dance of slaughter amidst the high speed and torrential rain! With every swing of her blade, a demon bled; with every strike, she drove a demon back. Spatial attacks failed to delay her dance steps, and lethal miracles could not penetrate the perimeter of her sword!
The young girl shuttled continuously between the line space and reality. Every emergence whipped up a storm of blood and gore as she bared the most ferocious fangs at the demons!
She was a ghost of two worlds, a shadow unwilling to be destroyed, and, above all, a friend to an angel!
At this moment, she seemed to have become a demon as well.
A demon from All Stars!
As Feili quickened her pace, Yinzhi and Longyuan were inevitably forced onto an unpredictable, chaotic stage. Ganging up on one another was no longer an option; with every breath and every blink of an eye, they traded offense and defense. A three-way war was the most chaotic of battlefields, where each relentlessly sought an opening to tear through the others' defenses, drawing blood with every strike until death!
*Clang!*
Even though Feili had exerted every ounce of strength, on a battlefield that shifted by the millisecond, even with the purplish-red phantom possessing her, she inevitably showed a hint of exhaustion. Her seamless sword stance exposed a slight flaw, and Longyuan and Yinzhi immediately seized the opening to attack together, forcing the young girl to hurl her longsword upward, sending it spinning rapidly through the air.
There was no better opportunity than when a sharp blade left its wielder's hand, but the demons did not charge at Feili. Instead, they struck at the blade simultaneously to keep her from catching it! Without a weapon, Feili could only retreat into the line space to remain a spectator!
Yet at that very moment, the phantom enveloping Feili shifted in color, turning from purplish-red to swirling black and white!
Her entire aura transformed into that of an ever-shifting devil. She lashed out a kick at the airborne longsword, sending it spinning even faster. A bizarre glow rippled across the blade, deflecting all of Longyuan's and Yinzhi's attacks!
The demons were stunned.
They could naturally tell that this was not Sword Flash at all—no matter how powerful a Divine Might sword sorcerer was, they could not execute a Sword Flash remotely!
Yet in this world, there was a sorcery school that could transfer Divine Might onto other implements through physical contact, achieving indirect Divine Might!
That was the fists-and-claws school!
Feili's kick had briefly endowed the longsword with the authority of Divine Might!
How was this possible? Her swordsmanship was already absurd enough, so how could she have stepped into the divine realm in fists and claws as well? What sort of miracle could transform a little sheep who barely knew how to fight just moments ago into a demon lord capable of matching them?
Murderous intent boiled in the demons' hearts. An instant before Feili caught the spinning sword from the air, Longyuan teleported in for another ambush, while Yinzhi thrust a palm strike across the distance. With their vast experience, they could naturally see that Feili's phantom was a swordsmanship miracle; as long as she lost her sword, the miracle would naturally unravel!
At that moment, Feili's phantom gleamed with silver light. Her aura grew extraordinarily composed and majestic, like a sovereign holding the life and death of countless billions in her hands. She slipped into the line space and reappeared a fraction of an instant before the demons could shatter the longsword, seizing a hundredth-of-a-second opening to evade every single attack with supreme precision!
The next second, Feili stepped out of the void again, a flash of sword light illuminating Yinzhi's eyes!
Come on!
Far from making the demons hesitate, the bizarre phenomena surrounding Feili only stoked their bloody madness. Yinzhi and Longyuan had always been known for being rational and prudent, but even they had only reached this point through countless raging storms and lethal battles. Risking their lives was an instinct carved into their very souls!
They dared to slaughter even the Prime Angel; what could a mere shadow amount to?
Nothing more than a bit of wind and rain along the way.
*Clang!*
Amidst the chaotic clash of countless collisions, as Longyuan teleported and slashed once more, Feili suddenly reached out and seized the haft of his battleaxe. With a backhand thrust aimed right back at Longyuan, she audaciously sought to seize his weapon and press an assault in the same motion! Yet doing so also placed her in mortal peril—in this war where not the slightest mistake was permitted, all risks were reciprocal!
Then let's see whose skills are superior!
Feili's phantom shimmered with an ethereal, dreamy blue, and her onslaught turned wildly ferocious in an instant. Under her manipulation, Longyuan clearly felt his battleaxe veering off course. His heavy weapon, normally as responsive as an extension of his own arm, actually moved to the rhythm of the young girl's dance at this moment, becoming her implement of war to strike down her foes!
Thunder cracked through the veil of rain. The scalding heat of fresh blood seemed almost enough to vaporize the downpour. The infallible Yinzhi was nearly cleaved in two at the waist, the overbearing Longyuan had his heart pierced through, and the bones in Feili's left hand were nearly all shattered. Yet none of them pulled back to rest; instead, under the healing of miracles, they unleashed an even more brutal exchange of offense and defense!
The holy grail was about to coalesce. Whether they sought to drink from it or salvage it, they had to determine a sole victor—otherwise, the vengeance of the vanquished would be enough to reduce the fruits of victory to ashes!
Endless teleportation, continuous spell-breaking, ceaseless retreats into the line space—yet no matter how one defended, defeating an opponent required going on the offensive! The moment you attacked was also the moment you left yourself open to be attacked; given the power ceiling of this world, the demons could not overwhelm one another!
When the pace reached its absolute limit, it turned into a perilous game of life and death, an ultimate gamble of trading injury for injury!
Then let's see whose blood runs dry first!
During an exchange where all three struck to kill simultaneously, Feili's phantom roiled with turbid darkness, yet a brilliant corona still radiated around her. At this moment, she was like an embodiment of light and dark fused as one, where good and evil mirrored each other.
Wind and rain surged faster, space and time began to warp, and the fusion of miracles, magic arts, and martial arts reached a degree beyond imagination—even demigods would be hard-pressed to rival them. This was no longer mere slaughter, but a festival: a divine ritual held by demons. In this shadow realm doomed to destruction, the boundary between mortal and god was utterly blurred; only a true monster could emerge triumphant.
As the demons brushed past one another, the blooming shower of gore was swept away by the howling gale.
Feili could barely keep her footing, the bones of her left shoulder nearly pulverized, and she violently coughed up a large mouthful of bloody froth.
Yinzhi's right arm had been severed.
Longyuan's eyes were completely ruptured!
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