Chapter 1187 It’s Over

The chase in the illusion started again, but this time the attack was launched by the black-haired woman herself.

Countless sounds of arrows breaking through the air were heard behind him. Zijing hugged Xilin and Kiana tightly and dodged sideways. The arrows grazed his shoulder, leaving a string of blood beads.

"You run pretty fast~" The black-haired woman's voice came from all directions, as if everywhere.

Amethyst didn't respond, but kept walking through the mist.

"Stop struggling, you can't escape." The figure of the black-haired woman was looming in the mist. She tapped her fingers lightly, and the ground cracked again. Countless black vines sprang out of the cracks and wrapped around Zijing's legs.

Amethyst's sword swept across, and the vines snapped. He took advantage of the momentum to jump up and avoid the follow-up attack, but the black-haired woman's attack came like a tide, without stopping. The blades, arrows, and spears condensed from the mist attacked from all angles. Amethyst could only dodge by instinct, and several more wounds appeared on his body.

"Tsk..." Zijing groaned, staggered, and almost fell. He looked down at Xilin and Qiana in his arms, estimating the progress. But just because of this distraction, his ear was scratched.

The figure of the black-haired woman appeared in front again. She chuckled and hooked her finger lightly. A black barrier suddenly rose from the ground, blocking Zijing's way.

Zijing did not stop, but accelerated towards the barrier. At the moment of collision, he suddenly jumped up, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the top of the barrier. The fiery red sword light cut through the darkness, and the barrier shattered. Zijing landed on the ground, his steps were unstable, and he almost fell, but he immediately adjusted his posture and continued to rush forward.

"You're so tenacious..." There was a hint of impatience in the black-haired woman's voice. Her figure disappeared into the mist again, replaced by more attacks.

Zijing's vision began to blur, her feet trembled, and she was tripped by the mist that was entwined.

The next moment, he leaned forward, hugged the two girls, and his body left a long mark on the ground.

"ended."

These three words were spoken by Zijing, and he raised the sword in his hand without hesitation and pierced through the soulless body of Xilin.

However, the imagined scene did not appear.

The surroundings were still gray, and the black-haired woman was standing not far away, looking at him. His own power... had not returned either.

Is my guess wrong?

While Amethyst was in doubt, the black-haired woman spoke: "How does it feel to fall from heaven to hell?"

"what?"

"Don't forget, this is my world, and I am the equivalent of a god here."

"Has the core itself shifted?"

Zijing immediately understood what the other party said.

"Not only that, have you really not discovered? Is the body in your arms really just an empty shell without a soul?"

"?!"

Zijing quickly looked at the purple-haired girl in her arms whose body she had pierced. Her lips opened and closed slightly, and her eyes, which were about to become dead, reflected her own shadow dully.

Not only the core was transferred, that guy also tampered with the progress of the transfer of consciousness. Now not all of Sirin has entered "Kiana's" body, and a part of her remains in the original body!

"You guy...!"

Amethyst raised his head viciously, but just as he cast a hateful look at the evil figure, countless spears pierced his body and bloody liquid dripped onto the ground.

"This is... the end..."

The black-haired woman declared victory, however, just as she stepped forward to collect the spoils, the purple-haired girl who was supposed to be dead suddenly moved again, pulled out the greatsword that was still stuck in her body, and chopped off the head of the defenseless black-haired woman with one sword.

"...?!"

The moment the incarnation's consciousness disappeared, the eyes that saw "Xilin"'s body were not the original golden color, but black and white.

The consciousness transfer just now was not only between Xilin and "Kiana", Zijing, who had been in contact with them, also participated in it, just in case.

Zijing knew that things would not go so smoothly, so she was ready to abandon any body. The sword just now did not completely take away all the vitality of Xilin's body. Zijing's consciousness entered into it, so she had the opportunity to surprise the opponent.

But, there are always imperfections.

It is a fact that the transfer of Xilin's consciousness has not been completed. After the incident just now, her mind became a little confused, like a disrupted puzzle, which may leave some minor sequelae.

But now is not the time to care about these things. In addition to "Kiana's" body, Sirin and Amethyst were also seriously injured, especially Amethyst, who was completely killed by the black-haired woman.

All three of them fell to the ground, letting time pass.

As for the possible enemy attacks that may come later...there is no need to worry about them.

———!

It was as if the entire space was trembling, and the surrounding fog was dissipating at an extremely fast speed, replaced by several familiar figures approaching.

Zijing felt someone hugging him tightly, he smiled, and then he let his consciousness fall asleep with peace of mind.

……

boom---! ! !

On the snowy plains of Siberia, a huge snowy mountain was flattened with a deafening roar, and ice, snow and gravel poured down like a waterfall, setting off a white storm all over the sky. The strong wind swept up the ice and snow, forming a vortex that covered the sky and the sun. In the center of the vortex, two figures confronted each other in the wind and snow.

The white-haired man held a fiery red sword, the blade of the sword was burning with blazing flames, as if it could instantly evaporate the surrounding ice and snow. In the wind and snow, his figure was like an unshakable iceberg. With every step he took, the ice and snow under his feet turned into steam and rose up.

The black-haired woman stood not far away, with strange black and white lights flashing in her eyes. She waved her hand lightly, and the surrounding ice and snow instantly condensed into countless ice blades, shooting towards the white-haired man.

The white-haired man blocked with his greatsword, then responded with a slash of blazing flames. Steam rose up and filled the space between the two of them.

“…She left.”

The white-haired man said this into the communicator next to his ear.

"Well, you've worked hard. I never thought it would be so easy to take down her body."

"Li...how is he doing?"

"It's not a big deal. After all, his existence is quite special. It seems that as long as he survives, his injuries can be easily recovered."

"That's good……"

"You should come back too. You should know the plan from now on. We will revolve around Li, with him as the center."

"Then the other plans...can we give up on them?"

"Well, Kevin, I'm sorry to have kept you busy for so long."

"No, I feel... glad that I found a better plan instead."