Chapter 157: White Heat!
“Stop him!” Nicholas finally shouted, and the tens of thousands of mercenaries gathered around were all seasoned veterans. Two thousand of them immediately split off to surround the Faceless.
They didn’t need to defeat the opponent, just to trap him temporarily, because the terrifying momentum of the blue light chasing the Faceless from behind was unparalleled. The Faceless only had the advantage in speed; once caught up to, he probably wouldn’t be a match for the Sword Saint Ying Tianmou.
Faceless looked at the two thousand mercenaries surrounding him, his sly smile unchanged.
“Disperse!”
With a swoosh, the Faceless suddenly dissipated, turning into particles as if blown away by the wind like a sand figure.
Ying Tianmou frowned as he stood behind. He had heard of this Faceless before. The extraordinary martial technique he had grasped allowed him to transform into any object, from giants to tiny dust particles. As long as it was a cognizable entity, he could transform into it. This was also the reason why Ying Tianmou had been unaware when the Oracle Book was stolen.
All the mercenaries were suddenly inexplicably surprised. Before they could react, the Faceless had already quietly appeared behind them. He was about to smirk sinisterly, but his face suddenly turned deathly pale. It was as if he had exhausted his strength when he glanced at the Oracle Book he had just stolen, silently marveling.
This Oracle Book was indeed a sacred artifact. While he could transform himself into dust with little effort, the same couldn’t be said for the Oracle Book. To turn both himself and the sacred artifact into particles and then reassemble them required an immense amount of divine power. A slight mistake, and he wouldn’t be able to reshape himself.
But it didn’t matter. The end of the Light Sky Barrier was right in front of him. Outside, there were ninety thousand troops. As long as he escaped, no one would dare to chase him again, not even this unknown Sword Saint!
Thud, thud!
Just as Faceless was excitedly thinking he was about to achieve a great success, suddenly his body stiffened abruptly, and he couldn’t move at all, even though Faceless was confident that he could break free from this sudden restraint in half a second.
But the nameless Sword Saint was right behind him!
Damn it, who!! Who held him down!
Faceless cast a fierce glance toward the ground. When he saw Xuelian holding a red key pointing at him, the pupils of the slender dwarf suddenly contracted.
“Empress! The Key of Spatial Fixation!”
Actually, he was ultimately disrupted by the Empress, and by a mere national treasure!
Damn it!!!
“Die!” The death god chasing from behind issued a chilling command from hell, and Faceless felt like he was in an ice cellar, his hair standing on end. At the next moment, the sword energy slashed through the void.
Without any warning, when the dwarf’s head separated from his body, blood sprayed between heaven and earth. A large amount of colorful divine power surged continuously from the severed neck, gradually dissipating into the space.
However, the originally thrown head suddenly turned into sand and escaped beyond the Light Sky Barrier!
Ying Tianmou swung his long sword and snorted coldly.
In the end, Faceless still escaped, but this time it should have inflicted significant damage to his vitality.
The resources and time needed for a demigod to recover from a severe injury are unimaginable.
“Princess Xuelian! You…” Claude was scared out of cold sweat by Xuelian’s earlier actions. She actually unexpectedly attacked a demigod, and almost immediately used the Key of Spatial Fixation without hesitation as soon as the demigod appeared. This was truly bewildering. Xuelian’s face was extremely pale as well. Although she had the bloodline of the Nine-Five Sovereign, which prevented her from being injured by the pressure between demigods, she still felt immense pain. The glance from the dwarf at the end frightened her as well.
“It’s just that I thought if he escaped, it would be a headache for you, Brother Claude, so I had to stop him!” Xuelian forced a smile, but she was still trembling. At this moment, Ufas stepped forward, looked at Xuelian’s condition, and frowned slightly.
No, even if Xuelian really wanted to stop that demigod called Faceless, her reaction couldn’t have been so swift…
Ufas seemed to have thought of something, and his cold gaze turned towards Duke Falexis.
Was it him? I remember this Key of Spatial Fixation was also given to Princess Xuelian by him not long ago… What step has this man calculated to!
Just when everyone thought the situation was settled, Daven suddenly disappeared from where he stood, and the next moment, he reached out towards the Oracle Book floating in the air!
“The Oracle’s Book is mine!!” Daven shouted hoarsely, while below, an elderly man couldn’t help but roar.
“Oh no! It’s the Eye of the Wind!”
The Eye of the Gale was once a sacred artifact of their Duke’s Mansion, possessing terrifying teleportation speed. When Daven, then sealed as an emperor, wielded the Eye of the Gale, he could outpace the attacks of several demigods, and even escape from the clutches of deities. Now, as a demigod, Daven’s use of the Eye of the Gale elevated his speed to unimaginable levels. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the Oracle Book before Ying Tianmou!
Ying Tianmou’s pupils contracted slightly, but while the opponent was fast, his sword was faster!
The next moment, a blue stream of light had already appeared at Daven’s neck.
Daven hadn’t expected the opponent’s sword to be so swift, but at this moment, he couldn’t retreat. Even if he was heavily injured, he had to grasp victory in his hands!
Even if it meant sacrificing everything!!
