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Inside the golden shield, Xiu and Father Cotton briefly conversed. After about two or three seconds, the shield disappeared, and Xiu, struggling to his feet, moved in front of Edward, who was still gathering his strength. Xiu’s apprentice staff emitted a glow, causing the dust on the ground to stir and rise. Although lacking significant attack power, it was perfect for obscuring vision.
However, Xiu had miscalculated.
"Awooo!"
"Awooo!"
For the wolves, obscured vision seemed not to be a hindrance. Relying on their keen sense of smell, the grey wolves surrounding them suddenly charged out of the dust cloud! Their target seemed to be not Edward and his companions but the villagers hiding around. Compared to a few days ago, the grey wolves were swifter and more precise in their actions. The surviving villagers were on the verge of falling prey to the wolves!
"Sinful beasts, you've killed too many. Do you still wish to continue?!"
As a respected priest, Father Cotton's eyes flashed with anger. The shield-shaped magic circle at his feet suddenly appeared, covering every inch of the village with its protective radius! The villagers inside the circle immediately felt weak and unable to stand, but the grey wolves seemed to be immobilized too.
"Awooo."
The dust slowly settled, and the white wolf softly called out a few times. The grey wolves struggled to escape the range of the magic circle. It seemed they were not disappointed at not having slaughtered any humans. Instead, they seemed to have completed their mission.
"These wolves... it seems the Blue Demon was only warning us not to intervene..."
Exhausted from summoning the dust storm, Xiu collapsed, leaning on his staff. Sweat poured down his forehead.
Father Cotton nodded, agreeing with Xiu's words. He then retracted the "Silent Space" spell, which required a significant amount of divine power. After all, like Xiu, he too had been treating Mengdie continuously over the past few days and was nearly depleted.
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"Awooo! Awooo!"
The white wolf stood firmly in front of Edward, its blood-red eyes exuding an infinite deterrent force! At that moment, Edward's hands finally finished gathering the light spheres. He laughed heartily and slammed the spheres into the obsidian sword on the ground. Instantly, a cyan light shimmered so brightly that it was almost blinding!
The obsidian sword's shape gradually transformed into another sword. On closer inspection, it was Edward's former sword — the Sword of Kings! Excited, Edward pulled the sword from the ground, feeling a great boost in confidence as he successfully executed "Sword Spirit Emperor" for the first time.
The sword had only one chance to strike. Having hastily learned Sword Spirit Emperor from Rand, Edward could not maintain the sword spirit for long like Rand could. Everything had to be resolved in one final strike!
The white wolf seemed to sense something unusual about the human in front of it. Its right front paw lifted slightly and then slammed forcefully onto the ground! The immense strength cracked the ground, and the wolf stood atop the fissure, focusing intently on Edward...
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...
The air seemed to solidify, and there was no wind.
Edward, holding the Sword Spirit Emperor, struggled to keep his breathing steady, his lips stained with blood. His eyes observed, every cell in his body tensed, ready to deliver the most lethal strike in the next moment.
The white wolf also stared, its blood-red pupils filled with vigilance, its bared teeth as white as jade. Any mistake from Edward, and the wolf would pounce instantly, ready to snap his neck!
One second...
Another second...
Yet another second...
Finally...
Edward moved first! The duration of Sword Spirit Emperor was short; he had to act quickly!
Seeing Edward move, the white wolf also reacted! This time, it raised both front paws and slammed them into the already fractured ground, causing numerous stones to shatter and fly towards Edward!
"Just one strike... only one strike!"
Edward kept repeating this to himself. Facing the flying stones, he dared not swing his sword to deflect them, only dodging left and right as he advanced. The stones hit him, scraping his face, drawing bloodlines. Yet, he kept moving forward through the stone barrage until he reached the white wolf!
"Die, beast!!! 'Heavy Slash'!"
The sword, filled with immense destructive power, came crashing down. Before the blade even hit, the surrounding stones couldn't withstand the force of the Sword Spirit Emperor and disintegrated. The Sword of Kings, true to its name "Heavy Slash," was indeed heavy! In an instant, the blade hit the white wolf's body, splitting it in two!
The powerful sword force plunged into the ground, and the fractured ground could no longer withstand it, turning into sand within a ten-meter radius! Edward's feet sank into the sand, immobilized. But it didn't matter anymore, as the strongest enemy, the white wolf, had been bisected, right?
...No, it hadn't.
Edward's pupils dilated in shock, for at that moment, he witnessed something unbelievable. The body of the wolf he had sliced began to distort and then slowly disappeared. And behind him, a heavy breathing sound emerged...
"Afterimage? Such incredible speed!!!"
"Awooo——!!!"
It was too late to turn around, especially with Edward's feet stuck in the sand. The eyes behind him were still blood-red, having gained the upper hand. The next moment, the wolf, now in a dominant position, opened its jaws wide and aimed at Edward's neck, biting down...
A fragrant breeze, matching the wolf's speed, burst out of the cottage...
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