Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 400 Giant Sword
(PS: A little complaint. I previously complained about Su'a being an unbeatable god of war, but later when I saw the description of Su'a's skills in the original text by Squid, I increasingly felt that Su'a was more like a defense tower than a hero... It's a pity that the protagonist is not a time traveler, otherwise I would have to let the protagonist complain about my performance as well)
Facing the provocation of the Red Angel Medici, Suea did not respond verbally, but responded with an angry roar.

——In fact, He does not seem to have any record of responding normally to His believers. The believers who pray to Him or come into contact with His divine revelations are all lunatics or hidden lunatics.

Along with Sua's roar, his body shape changed again, gradually forming a completely twisted, indescribable deformed existence, a decayed, ancient, desolate evil ghost shadow, rushing towards the fire giant.

Due to the direct influence of the Mother Tree of Desire at the top of the path, the existence of the evil god Suea has become a weapon, a harmful concept, causing him to launch indiscriminate attacks on the surroundings almost all the time.

As long as you are around the evil god, you will be automatically affected by the curse attached to him. If the time is too long, you will be assimilated by the evil god and become a walking corpse driven by that ancient and terrifying aura.

It was for this reason that in most of Suea's previous summons, He had never launched a true attack. His mere presence could make the mountains shake and the earth crack. Without the protection of High-Sequence Powerhouses, beings below Demigod could not survive within ten kilometers of Him, and ordinary Saints could only stay in this range for a short time. Even angel-level powerhouses would be affected by His tendency to fall out of control after fighting with Him for a period of time.

However, now Sua took the initiative to launch an offensive against the Fire Giants. An incomprehensible, nightmarish darkness blocked the entire sky, extinguishing the stars, leaving only a bright blood-red moon hanging in the sky.

That was a "Goddess of Beauty" extraordinary characteristic held by the Mother Tree of Desire. The Mother Tree of Desire used this extraordinary characteristic to form a seal, which indirectly influenced some of the "Witch Kings" who split from the School of Life, and made them take the initiative to join the School of Rose.

It is precisely for this reason that the performance of the "Original Moon" sometimes shows obvious differences. This is the result of the influence of the Fallen Mother Goddess and the Mother Tree of Desire behind the Original Moon on Him.

In the darkness, His twisted, indescribable giant limbs reflected multi-colored rainbows and reached out towards the fire giant. His movements were light and powerless. However, the ring of fire all over Medici's body shattered and extinguished the moment it touched the limbs, turning into pale water vapor from the abyss.

Leonard hid in the trench, head down, eyes closed. The battle in the sky was not something he could look directly at. Even with Pallez's secret protection, it was quite dangerous to look directly at the existence of the evil god Suea.

Moreover, even if Leonard really saw the battle at the angel level, it would be difficult for him to understand the danger - because the strange power they wielded had already made the battle between them beyond common sense and completely unrelated to visual effects.

——Sometimes, they may not care about flying meteorites or erupting volcanoes, but avoid one or two drops of blood that seem to be accidentally spilled, and fear some whispers that are uttered casually. Only when you truly reach the level of angels can you understand the connection between them.

——Next, Leonard saw the fire.

Even though he had his eyes closed, the light of the fire penetrated the protective veil of night that surrounded him and his soldiers, finally penetrating his eyelids and filling his vision with a brilliant orange-red.

Even though indescribable things may bring unknown fear to people, it is the existence that humans can understand that will make people feel the shock most intuitively.

Sua's tentacles, body, and those organs that no one knew what to call were indeed entangled with the fire giant. They were filthy things enough to pollute the angel's wings and make him fall from heaven to hell, but they still failed to extinguish the flames on the fire giant that the red angel had transformed into. What was extinguished just now was only the distorted illusion around him caused by the heat of the air.

Wrapped in the filthy things, the fire giant gradually raised the exaggeratedly sized flaming sword in his hand, causing it to emit terrifying light and heat.

The red flames gathered on the giant sword in Medici's hand, like some kind of catalyst, causing the steel on the entire battlefield to burn almost at the same time, turning into a boiling iron stream, which then quickly rose and flew towards the sword in Medici's hand.

As the flames gathered, the size of the flaming sword in Medici's hand grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. At first it was only tens of meters long, and later gradually became kilometers long. Compared with the sword, the originally huge flaming body was like an ant holding up a blade of grass that was dozens of times longer than its body.

One kilometer, two kilometers, the giant sword made of flames and steel is still growing. The steel on the battlefield can no longer meet the needs of the giant sword's growth, so it grows on its own, and the speed gradually increases, as if it will grow straight to the stars.

During this period, Sua's attacks never stopped. Although it seemed that He was only entangled with the fire giant, unlike the angels from the paths of fortune teller, apprentice, and thief, the angels from the alien path were the most powerful weapons themselves. The damage suffered by the beings attached to Him was actually no worse than the full-strength attack of angels from other paths, and it continued to work.

However, after a few brief seconds, Suea realized something was wrong, because the Red Angel's energy storage never stopped, and the giant sword was still growing, with no intention of stopping at all.

“This is a provocation…”

In Leonard's ear, Pales Zoroaster said slowly, "Sea has made his existence a curse itself, and the same is true for the Red Angel Medici. As long as He stands there and does nothing, you will be provoked for no reason."

Medici still had that mocking expression on his face at this moment. Even though he was holding a gigantic flaming broadsword in his hand that was dozens of kilometers long and completely disproportionate to his body, people who saw this scene would still subconsciously focus on the mocking expression on his face, and would not even notice the giant sword in his hand that was still accumulating power.

——I am standing here, gathering my strength in front of you. Do you want to interrupt me? Or, can you interrupt me?

As a long-established angel, the god Suea naturally understood that he should interrupt the other party.

However, the contact just now had made him realize that it would be difficult to solve the problem at hand by himself, for the simple reason that Medici was stronger than he had expected.

The mere existence of Sua could make the space tremble and mountains collapse. All beings wrapped by Him should have been shattered and corrupted without exception. However, Medici's seemingly empty flaming body showed steel-like toughness at this moment. Sua's attack might have caused some damage, but Medici's arm holding the giant flaming sword did not even tremble.

However, Su'a's mind, which had been severely eroded by the Mother Tree of Desire, did not understand the sense of honor. So after discovering that his attack would not be effective in a short period of time, he immediately roared and stretched out an illusory and hazy door engraved with many mysterious symbols out of thin air.

With an illusory creaking sound, the summoning door opened a crack, and through the crack, two human hands stretched out. Their skin was dull and lacked texture, like a cheap rag doll.

He wanted to summon the Silent Mahmus, but his call just now failed and he failed to arrive at the Port of Berens. Fortunately, he was not involved in the fight with the Rose School Angel, the Sequence 2 "Cursed King" Barranca!

The illusory bronze door opened, and a figure with a huge and deformed body, bulging eyes, and wearing a tattered suit walked out of the door, making the surrounding temperature drop by more than ten degrees.

He looked like a huge, lifelike scarecrow, with countless golden straws coming out of the gaps in His robe and covering all parts of His body, even including the parts made of flesh and blood.

He has eight arms on his body, all of which are made of skin covered directly over bones, as thin as bamboo poles, and in his hands he holds huge tools made of gold and polished obsidian, including a claw hammer, a hand saw, a long needle, a long-handled axe, an obsidian ceremonial knife, a golden nail, a file, and a thread made from the blood vessels of some creature.

The flesh and blood concentrated in the chest and abdomen were mostly in a damaged state, with some of the skin and flesh festering, some pierced by knife blades and needles, some turning blue from poisoning, and some with exposed internal organs. They were mixed among countless sharp straw stubbles, and one look at them would make people gasp in shock.

The moment the Cursed King Balanca arrived at the battlefield, he saw the giant flaming sword piercing the sky. He couldn't help but change his expression slightly, and a trace of resentment towards the evil god Suea arose in his heart, but he was immediately controlled by Him.

Unlike the evil god Suea who was born directly from the Mother Tree of Desire, the Cursed King Balanca is a Sequence 2 "Ancient Evil", an angel of the Rose School who was promoted step by step. He once served in the Highland Kingdom, and later switched to the Hedonistic Faction, becoming the second-in-command of the Rose School in the Southern Continent.

Although, under the influence of the remaining spiritual power of his own magic potion, he also worships blood sacrifices and likes barbaric and cruel rituals, and his followers do things that are outrageous enough, but he is still more humane than a pure son of the Outer God like Sua, and at least he still retains the ability to resent.

However, He still had some sense of propriety and knew that now was not the time to have a conflict with Suea, so He decisively launched an attack on Medici who was standing on the battlefield.

His arms, which were as skinny as a scarecrow, waved rapidly, and the long bone needles and golden nails in his hands pierced his body at the same time. Dark and smelly blood immediately flowed out from his straw body.

After being promoted to demigod, the Beyonders of the Bound Path mastered the ability called "Source of Curse", which allowed them to transform into mystical puppets, magical paper figures, and other items, and curse the target in various ways through the established connection. Any damage to either party will be reflected on the other party.

After Sequence 3, this ability undergoes a qualitative change. The damage caused to the enemy will not be fed back to oneself, and one can influence others by actively causing damage to oneself.

When one truly reaches the level of an angel, this ability used in the form of a mythical creature will allow one to return the damage done to the opponent's body in the way one wants.

The Curse King is a mythical creature that can be large or small. He can enlarge his body, then use tools of equal magnification to injure himself, and then replicate his wounds on his opponent the way he wants.

Simply put, he can suddenly enlarge his body, and then curse the wounds as they are, directly inflicting wounds on the enemy who has no time to respond, cutting them in half or completely annihilating them. He can also shrink his body, concentrate on defense, and reproduce the wounds on his body in proportion to the opponent, using it as a reliable means of consuming the enemy.

Because this level of curse reflects injuries, no matter how strong the opponent's defense is, they will be severely damaged by this move. It is most suitable for dealing with enemies with strong defense.

However, when Balanca pulled out the long needle from his body, the wounds on his body healed automatically as if he had never been injured. Then he was shocked to find that the Red Angel Medici also had no scars on his body.

Is it...

The Cursed King Balanca looked down hastily and discovered that in the position that he had been ignoring, there was a black-haired young man struggling to climb out of the trench.

He looked quite good, with a handsome face that could be on the cover of a magazine and comparable to that of a vampire, and a temperament like that of a romantic poet. However, at this moment, his body and face were covered in mud from the explosion, and his white shirt was filthy, making him look very embarrassed.

"Old man, you finally can't stand it anymore?"

Medici chuckled, "I thought you were going to wait a long time."

"To be honest, I hope you get a couple more beatings. I hope that will heal your mouth."

Leonard Mitchell, or Pales Zoroaster, replied helplessly, "It's a pity. It looks like if you die, I will have to fight these two guys alone. It's really not worth it."

There aren't many actions that the Fate Trojan can take when fighting against an angel that exchanges injuries for injuries.

After all, the other party was going to hurt himself. It was useless to steal his thoughts. The success rate of stealing the core ability of curse was shockingly low. Would you steal his harmful active ability? Steal it and then hit him to let him rebound to you?
Medici, who had known Pales' possible reaction, laughed and did not dwell on this issue too much. He just raised the giant sword in his hand that was dozens of kilometers long, pierced the sky, and went through the stars, and swung it fiercely towards the Cursed King Balanca and the Evil God Sear. With this sword, the thick and deep darkness around and the fake red moon in the sky were all cut apart!

(End of this chapter)