Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 156, Section 027: The Second Encounter (Aiming for release on July 7.1st)

It's sword energy again!
In order to quickly get close to the one-armed warrior, Jin Ziyue had already used his physical strength to burst out at high speed once. He had just released the breath in his chest, and it was too late to gather his energy and step back now.

This time, the sword energy shooting through the air even increased in size with the distance it traveled! There was no way to avoid it!
Jin Ziyue looked at the magnified blade aura, his eyes remaining calm.

Suddenly, a third party intervened!
A silver dragon roared, its metallic luster dazzling in the night. It was a real weapon, twisting and shooting towards the space between Jin Ziyue and the blade energy.

The powerful metal weapon clashed with the blade's energy, producing a clang and sparks. The silver dragon seemed to have been hit and fell towards Jin Ziyue, but its master pulled it back like a Pokémon flying back into its Poké Ball, turning it into a silver light and disappearing from both sides' sight in a flash.

Jin Ziyue and Qian Huimei, who had just landed, both looked towards the newcomer.

She was a beautiful young woman wearing a light blue brocade cheongsam that showed off her figure. Her hair was tied in two buns, with a few strands falling over her face. She held a nine-section whip, one hand supporting the end and the other gripping the tip, like the seven-inch mark of a snake.

She leaned forward with her left foot and braced her right leg in a lunge position; she was clearly a trained fighter.

In the Southeast Division, the Commanders were all dressed in blue.

Behind her, a wall blocked the light. The newcomer was large, over two meters tall, like a giant walking mahjong tile.

Southeast Division, Commander of Fate, Thirteen Orphans.

"Hmph, found you." Qing Yise spoke in Mandarin.

An unexpected visitor interrupted the duel between Jin Ziyue and Qian Huimei.

Qing Yise sized up Jin Ziyue. The guy in the black trench coat and white mask in front of him was the target of the entire clan of Fate Masters' wanted and hunted down. And the Otherworldly ghost opposite him, despite being a woman, was probably quite skilled in swordsmanship. The Fate Words she was exposing were so fierce that even a Fate Master like himself could feel the surging power within them.

"You almost died at the hands of the Others, surely the number one genius of the new generation shouldn't be in such a sorry state?" Qing Yise said arrogantly.

Her reason for taking action was simple: she felt that the White Walkers should be eradicated with the full strength of the entire race rather than the traitor. She preferred to kill the White Walkers first and then deal with the traitor rather than watch humans be killed by the White Walkers.

Thirteen Orphans simply stood there quietly, and his mere presence exuded an invisible sense of awe.

Actually, he didn't agree with Qing Yise's rash action. Lord Wen strictly forbade any conflict with the Otherworlders, so tonight, the old man changed his tune, ordering everyone to stop investigating this matter and find a different lead. But Qing Yise was unconvinced. She felt that ignoring such a good lead and going the long way around would easily lead to missing a crucial opportunity. Frankly, she wanted to go back as soon as possible.

Seeing that Jin Ziyue was at a disadvantage, she couldn't help but take action, because compared to the deep hatred between the two races, a traitor who resisted the Others was more approachable.

A seasoned master of destiny would sit back and watch the battle unfold. If the traitor were to die, they could simply cut off his head to complete the task; even if he survived, their chances of finishing him off would be greatly increased. They wouldn't have such a naive mentality.

This is what makes this newcomer a differentiator from the veterans.

Jin Ziyue ignored her and, taking advantage of Qian Huimei's attention being drawn to her, wrapped the broken belt around his arm. He lowered his waist like a tiger released from its cage, and in almost an instant, the taut string snapped open.

Dangdangdang——

The dart tip and the hidden blade collided repeatedly during high-speed movement, each move becoming increasingly ruthless.

"Hey!" Qing Yise was furious and embarrassed; this person didn't appreciate it at all.

Jin Ziyue's dominance left Qian Huimei with no time to spare. She struggled to stay afloat, her eyes fixed solely on Jin Ziyue's darts. His darts were short, yet incredibly agile in his fingertips. Unlike the dazzling, slashing movements of his long sword, the small dart tip moved like a swimming fish, blocking, intercepting, disrupting, and breaking her attacks. Every point where her hidden blade attempted a thrust was evaded. Like a fish calmly swimming in an undercurrent, he remained unmoved amidst the changing waters.

Qing Yise stared at his darts, her eyebrows furrowing. This guy's fighting skills were quite high; he could even easily control high-frequency slashes.

On the other side, the female White Walker's fighting style was more graceful. Her lower body was very stable, and because her kimono was somewhat restrictive, she couldn't make large lunges. All her movements were basically adjusted by turning to the side, spinning, twisting her feet, and pushing off the ground. Her light swordsmanship flashed and crisscrossed between her leaps, weaving bloody assassinations amidst her flowing, vibrant black hair.

Before facing this style of play, no one can say for sure how well they can handle it.

However, those two ignoring his actions was infuriating! Qing Yise glanced around and threw his nine-section whip towards the center of their fight. The silver weapon flew through the air with a whoosh, and just as Jin Ziyue stepped back and regained his footing, the sharp dart at the end of the whip was aimed at his temple!

Jin Ziyue frowned. This crazy woman!
He couldn't immediately knock away the nine-section whip; it appeared before him in the blink of an eye. He tilted his head to avoid the spearhead, but before he could even turn around and stand still, Chie-mei's knife attacked again—

Swift as lightning!

Caught off guard, Jin Ziyue unleashed his wrist strength, blocking the first strike and parrying the second. But the third strike, like a tiger among sheep, lashed out with tremendous force! Qian Huimei hadn't forgotten that this guy possessed the strange ability to regenerate his body, and she changed her stance, aiming for Jin Ziyue's throat.

Jin Ziyue, who had just raised his head, instinctively turned around to regain his vision, only to be met with a cold blade!
At the critical moment, Jin Ziyue raised his left hand in a parrying stance, grabbed the blade, and successfully stopped the blade's momentum. He also gained the opportunity to retreat, at the cost of severing his left palm at the root, and took several steps back to create distance.

This time, Chiemei gave him no chance to breathe. Having learned that the other party possessed a strange organ regeneration ability, Chiemei would not stop until she plunged the knife into the other party's head!
Jin Ziyue, forced into a perilous situation, still had a dull and lifeless look in his eyes, but Qian Huimei's heart trembled.

The other person stood under the streetlight, the light poured down on him blocked by his hair and mask, making his face even more gloomy, and you could even see his cloudy eyes through the gaps in the mask.

But the other party's aura completely changed, becoming ethereal and unpredictable, as if a towering sandstorm was gathering behind them, their clothes fluttering without wind, and the ends of their black trench coats rustling in the wind.

She watched as Jin Ziyue took out his original matte black pistol, pulled on the butt and twisted it at a 90-degree angle, forcing the barrel to be flush with the butt.

His right hand extended, gripping a black mechanical device as if holding the hilt of an indescribable knife.

A chilling killing intent emanated from that strange weapon; even from a distance, one could feel the threat posed by it.

The man, exhausted from his exertion, suppressed his earlier panting and strode forward. Like a wild beast in the forest, he cautiously approached, his imposing presence suddenly overwhelming.

"Thump, thump!"

He quickened his pace, raised his right hand, and held the strange weapon high in the sky, unleashing a beam of purple light!
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