Consciousness grew increasingly scattered, spirit sinking into a lightless abyss, as if even the soul was about to drift away from the body.
At this mont, the last image in Lorin Morton’s mind was the deep-seated reason she established the "Vengeance Blade," and the goal she had pursued over all these years at sea:
"Father..."
Whoosh——
The sound of the Short-tailed Albatross flapping its wings above her head briefly roused her consciousness back to reality.
Then ca the painful cries from Rein, the suddenly stalled music, and the rushing water shot out unexpectedly, the noise of feathers and air friction during a fall from height—these all refocused Lorin’s attention.
Not knowing where the last ounce of strength ca from.
Weak flas erged over her body covered in scorch marks, her fiery red hair gently dancing with dirt.
Like a patient bedridden for years, Lorin’s body trembled violently, struggling on the ground to turn her position from lying on her back to turning sideways.
Blood dripped from her fingertips, seeping onto the scimitar blade, then evaporating into mist.
Her right hand tightly grasped the hilt, the sharp blade deeply embedded in the ground, serving as her sole support.
Barely breathing intensely, she raised her body shakily with her knee, rising slowly in a painfully difficult stance.
The blood streaming from her forehead stained Lorin’s vision crimson, leaving only blurred outlines of scarlet before her eyes.
She lifted her head slightly.
What t her gaze was the expansive, distorted, broken figure of the Shark Beast, as its massive left arm gradually increased power and prepared to drop amidst swelling muscle.
And just as this was about to reach its conclusion.
Between Lorin standing in place awaiting death and the enormous Shark Beast accumulating power ready to strike.
"Rustle, rustle."
A small fragnt of warm, scattered substance gently twirled down like falling leaves.
Snowing?
Lorin muttered subconsciously in her mind amidst her dazed state.
But imdiately, the fleeting fla burning silently in the wind made her aware of the nature of this small debris.
"Oh, it’s ash."
Thump... thump... thump...
A sound akin to beating drums echoed from behind her, gradually accelerating;
Unlike her own flas’ scorching heat, an inexplicable aning resonated in the burning wind, causing her fiery red hair to wave wildly.
Lorin could not see what was occurring behind her.
She could only glimpse the Shark Beast in front of her, its body suddenly frozen as if facing a predator, and mirrored in the depths of its dead fish eyes was an increasingly intense blaze.
Without any attack or substantial threat.
This terrifying demon that had nearly wiped out the Vengeance Blade Squad retreated instinctively for the first ti since the battle began, faced with the enemy standing right before it.
With webbed, heavy feet just touching the ground, the Shark Beast seed offended by so insult, raging in fury, roaring at what lay behind Lorin.
Responding was a deep, resonant wolf howl that Lorin was infinitely familiar with.
Oo——
Ti and space seed to stand still at this mont.
Despite maintaining the stance of roaring, within the blood-filled maw, the Shark Beast’s throat muscles could be seen twitching, thick saliva mixed with blood spewing outward.
From behind, the Fla-black Wolf swept past Lorin.
Molten flas like shattered ceramics enveloped its body, emitting scorching heat from obsidian to orange-red, and molten sparks flying, fiercely shaking black strands...
And those eyes, akin to an eclipse, encircled by fiery light.
"Boom!"
The next second, the rushing hot wind during high-speed movent propelled the severely injured Lorin away from her location.
Her feet left the ground, the weak body soared up high, only to be caught gently by an invisible hand, softening the impact, gently resting her back down.
anwhile, elsewhere, in the residual fire state, the Straight Sword "Ash Fall," forrly as dark as night, now glowing in molten sunset-like orange under the effects of residual fire, unveiled its complete form as a purple rare quality weapon.
Swoosh——
An arc-shaped illusion of residual fla Mars flashed across the air instantly.
The thirty-three percent attribute enhancent provided by "Embers Resonance" propelled Xia Nan’s body, already far surpassing adventurers of the sa Level, rapidly surging in physical prowess.
"Teeth Hunting," "Vortex Slash," and even the "Heavy Tide" driven by perception all saw a considerable increase in power due to the fundantal attribute boost.
Though Xia Nan had attempted before, the Shark Beast’s exaggerated physical resilience, its thick and tough body, made penetrating interior muscles and bones challenging despite breaking through its outer defenses.
The accompanying "Heavy Tide" effect with cutting attacks had zero effect on the Shark Beast.
But now, this sword strike in the residual fire state manifested entirely differently.
Quick to react as it was, the Shark Beast cross-guarded its left arm over the vulnerable neck area already blasted open when Xia Nan approached, trying to block with its body.
After all, that’s what it had done before.
In the following mont, the Shark Beast learned the lesson from such a defensive tactic.
Upon activating "Embers Resonance," Xia Nan had already received a 25% residual fire damage boost, the complete form "Ash Fall" straight sword’s "Molten Flow Reshaping" characteristic provided an additional increase in residual fire damage, combined with the inherent "slicing," "beheading," and "Mind" damage enhancents.
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