Ti reversed on Geoffrey, within the storm he felt himself turn back to his younger years, once again facing the tempest.
Stepping, leaping, Geoffrey slashed at Bologue’s head, his speed and power reached the limit, even in Geoffrey’s life such a perfect strike was rarely seen.
The mont Bologue witnessed the flash, the deadly blade was already before him, like an inescapable thunder judgnt.
Panic flashed in Bologue’s eyes, he knew he couldn’t avoid this strike, Geoffrey’s full hit would cleave his head, slice through the spine, and then Geoffrey would continue his all-out stance towards Palr, relying on the agility of Secret Energy, Palr might negotiate with Geoffrey for a bit, though it wouldn’t change his fate of being killed.
A familiar but weary voice echoed beside Bologue’s ears, steadying his gaze, even bringing a smile to his lips.
The lethal thunder cut through Bologue’s scalp, embedded into the skull, blood gushed over the bridge of the nose, reddening the vision.
The long blade should cut through everything, but failed to continue its descent, a glittering golden light flickered at the edge of vision, hurting Geoffrey’s eyes, he barely shifted his gaze and saw that familiar figure at the edge.
Geoffrey stood at the exploded edge of the ship, Palr’s summoned gale blew against Geoffrey’s sea-soaked clothing, his hair wildly danced, beneath the crisscrossing frigid strands lay a cold, rciless sun.
Secret Energy·Tiger Eye couldn’t control Geoffrey for long, but for Bologue, even a mont of stagnation, delay was enough.
Bologue grabbed Geoffrey’s long blade, he had long wanted to try this, face angry, throat growling, a blue light trail spread from Bologue’s palm, invaded the long blade, he commanded all steel like a forged king.
Clear opposition felt coming from the long blade, this weapon’s lethality in Geoffrey’s hand was inseparably tied to Geoffrey’s adeptness with Ethereal Blade, he often applied Ethereal Blade to the long blade, granting it strength and sharpness like Alchemy tal.
Prayer Believers and Negative Power Users confronted affinity and mastery of Ether, Bologue theoretically couldn’t overco Geoffrey, but this was theory, the real battlefield didn’t care for precise theories.
After a brief stalemate, Bologue broke the Ethereum Mutual Exclusion, the long blade twisted and transford in his hand, dense thorns pierced Geoffrey’s palm, he couldn’t understand why Bologue could break through mutual exclusion, then he saw that strange hand armor on Bologue’s hand.
Touch of Erosion.
The form of the long blade collapsed, transford into icy arrows piercing Geoffrey’s body, between Bologue and Geoffrey there were no old affections, counting carefully, this was only their second encounter.
There was no rcy from Bologue towards Geoffrey, he growled.
"Kill him!"
This was not said to Palr or Geoffrey, but addressed to the steel encompassing Bologue.
Secret Energy·Tiger Eye’s stagnation began to retreat, Geoffrey reclaid mobility, he tried escaping the deadly assault, but too late.
Swords, axes, spears, halberds, hamrs, daggers, hooks, and spears.
In an instant, all weapons Bologue could imagine were forged, the surface of the tal still carried the warmth of Ether flow and the lingering glow, they ca from all directions, smashing Geoffrey’s shoulder, slicing his thighs, piercing his arm...
Bologue reached into this arsenal, pulling out a heavy Warhamr, smashed it into Geoffrey’s chest.
Geoffrey only felt his blood churn, he vomited a mouthful of blood, then fell heavily to the ground, through Bologue’s extraction, the ground beneath them was already fragile, next the whole ground collapsed into the lower layer, within that layer’s darkness, Canary and Bai Ou’s ether raged.
The battle on this floor suddenly cald, Palr stopped the Secret Energy, strong fatigue assaulted his will, imdiately Bulimia Nervosa threatened, a deep extraction sensation almost fainted Palr.
Almost exhausted Ether as the cost, this was what happened, within hazy consciousness Palr envied Bologue, having Aimou as backup energy, Bologue always released power without concern.
Forcefully blinked, was it the field staff’s excellent training, or the Clarks’ honor, anyhow Palr didn’t fall, instead of suppressing fatigue and Bulimia Nervosa.
Palr looked towards the gap, unable to shout, could only inquire within the Heart Core Net, "Are you okay?"
Geoffrey didn’t respond, the light in his eyes faded, he clutched his abdominal wound, half-kneeling. With Geoffrey and Bai Ou’s front-rear pincer attack, Geoffrey was severely wounded, but not to the point of death.
After catching his breath, Geoffrey responded, "I’m fine, do what you must."
What must be done?
Palr glanced at the gap leading down, waves of heart-pounding fluctuation ca, that was the monster’s party, if possible, Palr really didn’t want to join.
Fumbled his pocket, Palr pulled out several syringes, containing "Mang Silver Soul," thinking of Bologue not being around, Palr felt his luck certainly dood to misfortune.
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