Chapter 135 Chapter 135: Trecesius (Formatting issues fixed, refresh by clicking the three dots in the upper right corner)
Chapter 135: Trecesius (Formatting issues fixed, refresh by clicking the three dots in the upper right corner)
"Did you remember the entire process of the battle just now?"
"Sakura's" serious voice rang out. She didn't consider herself a good teacher; compared to verbally explaining those experiences and techniques, she preferred the method of teaching by personal example.
But regardless, as part of [Adam], the ultimate purpose of all simulated personality behaviors was to help the Stigmata bearer grow.
Otherwise, she, "they," could have completely chosen more efficient methods to deal with the Bloodfiend Lord. After all, Kevin and the Judgement of Shamash were also recorded in the database.
"Mmm..."
FrostNova frowned, carefully savoring the sensation from moments ago. That method of sharing a body perfectly allowed the recipient to experience every bit of technique used by the instructor.
"It's fine. Practicing sword techniques isn't something achieved overnight. Successor, unlike us who are stagnant, you still have plenty of time. If you need it, I can teach you more combat skills in the future."
"Thank you."
Having such a considerate senior was a blessing one couldn't even hope for. FrostNova expressed her gratitude sincerely.
"You're welcome. This is [Adam]'s duty, and it also belongs to 'us.' I look forward to you reaching the point where you can stand shoulder to shoulder with him. Until then, [Adam] will be watching over you."
As for whether this level of "spoiling" would cause the Stigmata bearer to become lazy?
Leaving aside FrostNova's already incredibly firm will, for situations of "mortal danger," [Adam] had its own quite complex and accurate evaluation method. It wasn't a rigid existence.
At the same time, it was also flexible. When necessary, FrostNova could even request its help, avoiding the awkward situation where FrostNova was still alive, her teammates were almost all sacrificed, and it couldn't act due to rigid rules.
It was more like... a "butler" helping to provide a safety net?
To put it bluntly, Kevin only had this one student, so what if he spoiled her!
What's wrong? You're not happy about it?
"Did... did the Bloodfiend Lord die?"
Looking at the Bloodfiend Lord who had been frozen into an ice block, then sliced into hundreds of thousands of pieces by sword energy erupting from within, his remains piled up into a small hill.
Amiya couldn't believe it. An ancient and noble lord of a Sarkaz royal court had fallen so easily before her eyes one day.
"No. Killing that Bloodfiend is definitely not easy. His survivability is absolutely among the top ranks on this land."
Logos shook his head, not letting the smooth battle situation cloud his judgment. After all, in Rhodes Island's database enemy files, the Bloodfiend Lord was most prominently described by his numerous survival abilities.
As for evaluation? There was only one simple sentence, but its weight was heavy enough:
"The target has escaped from Operator Kevin's hands multiple times."
This was the greatest recognition for the Bloodfiend Lord!
Even if Kevin wasn't serious, those who could stand directly against him and still survive were few and far between, let alone "multiple times." On this land, only the Bloodfiend Lord could achieve this.
"Hmm, Logos is right. He still managed to escape."
This was "Sakura's" statement, relayed by FrostNova. The moment before being slain, the "Bloodfiend Lord" before them transformed from a noble royal court lord into a lifeless mass of flesh and blood.
He had escaped.
But it didn't matter; wasn't there still another enemy present?
Manfred's expression was extremely unpleasant, but not because of the Bloodfiend Lord's "sacrifice." How could someone who hadn't even been killed by that kind of flame die just like that?
But he ran away, and now Manfred was in trouble.
Ascarron's hidden blade gleamed coldly. The moment the Bloodfiend Lord "died," her combat objective had already changed.
From containment to killing!
With Amiya and the others freed up, perhaps she could really try to leave her classmate here forever.
As if sensing the change in Ascarron's gaze, Manfred's expression shifted slightly. He took a step back and took out an object.
Boom!
A crimson lightning bolt flashed across the sky. It was a method unique to the Sarkaz.
"This is... Teekaz's Root? A signal. Are you notifying him?"
Ascarron recognized this artifact, gripping her hidden blade tightly. Manfred had successfully made her change her plans once again.
"Amiya, if that white-haired Operator lady cannot assume that form again in a short time, I think we need to leave quickly."
She said gravely. Clearly, Ascarron didn't believe FrostNova could transform into that form again so soon. The performance of easily piercing holes in the Bloodfiend Lord and cutting him into frozen shards was far too astonishing.
If this "secret technique" had no cost whatsoever, it would be toodefying common sense (defying common sense).
"Hmm, we... uh, hmm?!"
Amiya was just about to issue an order when intense pain instantly occupied her entire mind.
It was "Theresia's" call. In that gentle call soft as a feather, Sarkaz history, suffering, anger, and sorrow all roared and questioned her.
Darkness gradually occupied her vision. Amiya couldn't even respond to her companions' concerned inquiries.
Her consciousness gradually blurred, and she lost control of her body.
Her steps faltered. Black lines had completely enveloped her facial features. Standing already at the edge of the city wall, she fell.
"Amiya?!"
It happened too suddenly. FrostNova was too far away and couldn't catch the falling figure.
Logos, also affected by the call, had no time to attend to others.
Falling! Falling!
Just as the little Amiya was about to hit the ground, a pair of hands caught her body.
Thud!
At that moment, even the ground beneath the Doctor's feet sank imperceptibly, but he still caught Amiya steadily.
The surging airflow blew up dust around them. The Doctor wasn't as weak as his first impression suggested.
But the danger was far more than just falling from a height. The Doctor looked up. A pink-haired Sarkaz in black armor appeared before him.
It was none other than the Sarkaz Regent, Trecesius. He had come in response to Manfred's signal but didn't go to support him immediately. Instead, he chose a target of higher value.
It was a sword!
Thrusting towards the two at a speed invisible to the naked eye, Trecesius intended to erase both the Doctor and the young Demon King here!
If both died, Rhodes Island with only Kal'tsit left would lose most of its threat. He might not even need to act; Kal'tsit alone would drag Rhodes Island into an ignored trash heap.
Swish!
The Doctor's pupils dilated, but a figure blocked in front of them—it was Kal'tsit!
Mon3tr lay over her body surface, acting as the outermost layer of defense.
"Kal'tsit......!!"
As if sensing the Doctor's feelings, a cufflink on her hood trembled slightly.
Whoosh!
An illusory greatsword rubbed against the air, creating flames! Following Kal'tsit's shoulder, it slashed towards Trecesius and the sword in his hand at an even more astonishing speed!
The heat wave was dazzling. Sword tips met. Under Trecesius's astonished gaze, the sword in his hand was knocked away by the phantom! The blazing flames blasted him back dozens of steps!
The illusory greatsword retracted and slowly stopped before the Doctor. A pseudo-core shimmering like a hazy mist seemed to be signaling something to him.
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Collectible:
【Hello, Human】
Effect: Each time an enemy enters a protected objective point, immediately deal X multiplied by 2500 points of True Damage to all enemies on the field. (X is current remaining HP)
Description: A button from a coat, exquisitely made. Beneath a small sword is engraved a line of tiny characters—
"Kevin Kaslana, gifted to friend Dr.**."
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