If he had a miracle, he could fix the fastest car.
But he can no longer afford a miracle.
If he had wings, he could catch up with the speeding train.
But his Void Wings have already been broken.
He can no longer keep up.
Amilo’s annoying voice echoed again in Ash’s mind, saying that these mages couldn’t change anything, no matter the outco. As if hearing the accelerator’s lant, the engine demonstrated the highest standard of Allstars Industry to Ash, and the speed gradually increased again, hovering near 400 kiloters per hour.
But it was aningless. With the last few carriages detached, the Canaan had already surpassed 350 kiloters per hour. The Oracle Cot could only keep from being left behind but was unable to shorten the distance.
The rain fell violently, the wind roared fiercely. Now, hail seed to mix in the rain curtain, each piece hitting Ash’s face, leaving him bloody and battered. The cold rain seed to sap his body’s heat away, and a piercing chill solidified his boiling blood, exhausting him till even breath felt suffocating.
He still had a sword, still had strength, still had a life to gamble, and still had the Oracle Cot. He rembered the advertisent Rose had ntioned: "The Oracle envelops allies whose fate hangs by a thread into an illusory promise, granting precious ti to destroy enemies, and even reversing inevitable fate"... This was a vehicle ant to chase fate and save regrets!
But without a miracle, the car couldn’t outrun light, nor chase a destiny that wasn’t his. He couldn’t even make the demons glance at him. The protagonist didn’t need to care about the audience’s opinions; they only needed to present the most thrilling monts.
Filly was truly beautiful on stage, although she was already as beautiful as Roseweich, she was usually so quiet and obedient, never fighting for anything, always silently absorbing nutrients and catching up, like a pure white Jasmine flower. But at this mont, she moved freely in the storm, with motions so efficient they left no excess lines, her golden hair swayed like a wheat wave, becoming the most dazzling color in this world.
Ash had always seen her as a delicate flower needing protection, never thinking her bloom would be so brazen and brilliant.
Facing demons like Yin Zhi and Long Yuan, her lovely face showed no trace of fear, her confidence in victory surpassed Ash’s. In the high-speed attack and defense where even afterimages were slow, she maintained her rhythm systematically, strong enough to make Ash suspect if she had been holding back for him in the past.
At this mont, Ash suddenly felt she truly could win, she truly could beco the Savior, while he was just a spectator responsible for applauding and sending congratulations.
Until a burst of blood flower blood on her shoulder, the blood drops heat fading as they were hit by hail on his face, now cold through to the heart.
Filly disappeared into the rain curtain, and at this mont Ash really wanted to shout for her not to expose herself, or at least to take him to the battlefield... but he couldn’t say it, now the whole world stood against Filly, if even he didn’t support the girl’s determination, what else did she have? What was left for her?
He knew even more that Filly wouldn’t help him onto the battlefield; he wasn’t blind, he saw Filly’s step onto the car roof. Filly had strived for so long just to stand beside him, but now it was he who was unqualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with Filly, and was even troubling her to protect him.
"Filly..."
Ash widened his eyes, staring at the Canaan roof even as the hail drew blood, not flinching in the slightest. He took a deep breath, voice hoarse, nearly hysterically shouting towards the Canaan: "I’ll be watching you, I’ll always be watching you!"
Zheng!
The sound of Dragon’s sword pierced the rain curtain, as Filly, urgently healing her wounds, descended upon the battlefield like an Angel. But this ti, her swordsmanship was even more flawless, her sword path even more precise and sharp, her stance even more unhurried, raising a rose-colored storm on the car roof! She attacked more frequently, exchanging injury for injury even against the demons inevitably. Now, she dared to slay gods, let alone demons!
Ash gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and the sword hilt with the other. Though very slow, the Oracle Cot was indeed inching closer to the Canaan, perhaps the Oracle Cot had beco faster, or the train had slowed down, or maybe fate had given him a chance to catch up.
Faster!
A little faster!
All Ash’s focus converged on his back; he never thought he’d one day resent Hell’s Poison for being inadequate. He could feel the Void Wings regenerating, if they grew fast enough, he might still have a chance to deliver a miracle.
At this stage, besides still believing in miracles, mages were powerless in every other aspect.
Ash wiped rainwater and blood marks from his eyes, even though his pupils ached painfully from the hail, he didn’t close them. He tried to etch the girl’s image into his vision, watching her beco battered, her fresh blood coloring her white socks, the exposed flesh torn and miserable, with even her face marked by a blood scratch.
He could only watch helplessly, could only pray the car would go faster, could only tighten his grip on the sword. Every second he wanted to close his eyes and cover his ears, but he knew he couldn’t look away, as that would betray his promise and insult Filly’s efforts.
Ash knew Filly was a bit vain. She surely wished to save the world, but she hoped soone would complint her for it, although having too many people complint her would make her shy, in her heart she would still be happy.
So he had to rember every second of Filly, because Filly was just a shadow, if she died she couldn’t even go to the Void Realm, but Ash could at least record her in his Mage’s Handbook, regardless of the outco, he could leave traces that she lived, letting the world know that once a girl who shouldn’t exist, tried her all to save a world that shouldn’t exist.
He suddenly rembered Filly ntioning in the mage’s introductory course that her favorite chanism was the Mage’s Handbook. "Isn’t it romantic to turn one’s life into a book?" she said, "If possible, I want my Mage’s Handbook to be a pop-up book."
"Why?"
"Because my life is boring, apart from reading, my favorite is origami. Actually, origami is also boring, but I still hope soone likes this boring version of ."
Dong!
Long Yuan’s staff pierced Filly’s left shoulder, like puncturing a hole in paper, but Filly also slashed Yin Zhi’s neck, just short of decapitating her, Yin Zhi’s hand also imprinted on Long Yuan’s back, clearly Long Yuan’s internal organs must have shattered now.
Though they retreated to heal in the next instant, it was a brutal signal, a sign everyone’s magic power had fallen to critical levels insistently fighting for life. Beneath them, Rose’s diffused light nearly filled the entire carriage, the Supre Holy Grail was about to precipitate.
Yin Zhi and Long Yuan calculated magic power accurately; accelerating the pace naturally led to increased magic consumption. Before the Supre Holy Grail condensed, there would only remain one victor.
Suddenly the rain curtain slowed down, yet ti began to accelerate, Filly’s Sword Light, Long Yuan’s staff shadows, everything reflected clearly in her pupils. She gently touched their weapons under the mysterious guidance of "Break All Arts", space-ti began to twist, blades aid at each other, she beca the sole escapee in this mutual slaughter!
In the era when Yin Zhi rose, a poem circulated about her: "Yin Zhi does not bring peace, but brings war to the world. People can no longer trust each other, enemies are dear friends and relatives. Those refusing to sell their parents to Yin Zhi will be sold to Yin Zhi by their parents; refusing to sell their children will have their children sold to Yin Zhi; refusing to sell their souls will have everything taken by Yin Zhi. Those who care for life will lose life; those who sell life will regain life."
Even after becoming Divine Lord, Yin Zhi still favored the old ways—aiding evil, nurturing soldiers over years, the secretive mastermind!
Demon Yin Zhi is about to unveil the final card!
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