The battle for the Immortal Heart reached its final stage. The Silver Knight noticed the leaping Aimou, realizing that her arrival was truly untily for him now.
The fierce Red Tide had destroyed most of the Silver Knight’s armor, along with one of his arms turning to dust. Now he was left with just one hand holding the sword, either to swing the sword in counterattack or to abandon it and seize the Immortal Heart.
Obviously, the Silver Knight chose the forr. The battle situation remained complex and unpredictable. Lowering the Secret Sword would only hand control of the battlefield to others.
"A Condenser, huh?"
The Silver Knight murmured, clearly sensing Aimou’s Ether intensity. He felt no pity for this unexpected visitor.
His state was dire now. The damage to his Alchemy Armor was severe. After the explosion of the attack just now, the Silver Knight’s own Ether intensity had dropped to the level of a Negative Power User. If Lebius were to assault him now, he really had no ans of countering, but dealing with a Condenser like Aimou was different.
The Secret Sword swung up, preparing to cut Aimou into dismbered limbs. But suddenly, Aimou’s falling figure paused for a few seconds, then abruptly retreated in mid-air, causing the Silver Knight’s prepared slash to miss.
Behind Aimou, a slender silver-white hook connected her, the end of which was the bloody and battered Bologue.
The Arm of Adaptation had been completely destroyed in the Red Tide, but fortunately, a length of the hook remained, allowing Bologue to pull Aimou.
Now the Silver Knight’s agility was greatly diminished. After swinging and missing, the gap before his next attack was long. As Aimou retreated, she threw the dagger she was holding.
The dagger wasn’t thrown at the Silver Knight but at Alice’s remains. The Silver Knight didn’t pay much attention to the dagger. He knew that to harm Alice, he needed his own powerful Ether and the Iron-Cutting Sword that had undergone Triple Transformation.
A re dagger wasn’t enough to inflict damage on the Immortal Heart.
Thinking this, the Silver Knight sprinted as the Ether brilliance emanated from the dagger like space distortion. The tal began to bend and warp before it disappeared into thin air, replaced by the bloody Bologue.
Bologue dragged his broken body, with Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid swirling around him like ribbons, pouring into the wounds in his flesh.
Lebius could use Spirit Wolf to force his body to perform beyond physiological limits. Now, Bologue mimicked this behavior, using the Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid to fill in the deficiencies of his muscles and joints.
The silver-white thread extended backward, grabbing the Phantom Dagger that had been switched to the rear. This Alchemy Armant was extrely convenient and deceitful, but to ensure multiple recoveries, Bologue needed to be within his own Secret Energy’s influence range for each spatial substitution.
The thread swung the Phantom Dagger, with a sharp whistling sound swirling between Bologue and the Silver Knight.
Seeing Bologue’s sudden appearance, the Silver Knight didn’t need to think much to understand what had happened. Gold had died at Bologue’s hands.
He raised the Secret Sword with one hand but did not attack recklessly. Though the Silver Knight possessed Ether intensity capable of overwhelming Bologue, he himself was nearing destruction.
The Silver Knight resisted the erosion of the Red Tide, but within the gaps of his armor, a large amount of flesh remained, devouring his structure unchecked.
Other effective combat forces were being held off by Lebius and Geoffrey, and the monster tide they provoked was intercepted by the Violence Suppression Action Group upon arrival. If ti dragged on, given the nature of the incident, the Ninth Group Atheist might also arrive.
The Silver Knight had little ti remaining, and the worst part was the enemy he now faced.
Bologue, who had usurped the Power of Dominator. As a loyal servant of Overlord Xilin, the Silver Knight knew well the extent of Bologue’s power, even if he was currently just a First Stage Condenser.
The Silver Knight had to swing this sword cautiously. If he missed, he would face Bologue’s storm-like counterattack.
In the past, his own Alchemy Armor was enough to fend off Bologue’s attacks, but now his once-proud armor was in tatters, and this operation was gradually slipping from the Silver Knight’s control.
What made the Silver Knight even more uneasy was that Bologue was also an Undead. Even if this sword struck and killed Bologue, it would only render Bologue temporarily powerless. Before long, this guy would revive again and stubbornly charge at him.
"Surprised?"
Bologue shouted excitedly. As he advanced, the Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid filled the missing parts of his body, assisting Bologue like prosthetic limbs.
The thread pulled on the Phantom Dagger, whipping against the Silver Knight like a whip and quickly twining around several tis. Then the Phantom Dagger pierced into his shoulder armor from behind.
Bologue prepared to activate the Phantom Dagger once again to switch his position, but now the ghastly sword light was already approaching.
"If your tier were a bit higher, you might pose a threat to , but as you are now, you’re still too weak."
A cold and ruthless voice sounded. The spatial substitution between Bologue and the Phantom Dagger required a certain casting ti. In regular combat, this ti consumption was very brief, but it was different for the Silver Knight.
In his view, this brief casting ti was so long, long enough for the Silver Knight to launch an attack within it.
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