Throne of Seals: The God of Magic Descends, the Demonic Tide Breaks at Dawn

Chapter 103 Taking Cai'er to Conquer the Eternal Tower

"Don't worry, I will definitely reach the ninth rank within two years!"

With the Tower of Eternity here, there's no Demon King to bother us.

This is definitely a winning situation!

"Haha! As long as you have your own plans, that's good."

Looking at Lin Ye's confident demeanor, Li Zhengzhi's last trace of worry disappeared.

After Li Zhengzhi left, Lin Ye headed towards the Exorcism Pass.

This operation in Aion.

How could we not bring Cai'er along?
……

In the ruins west of Exorcism Pass, a gray-purple scythe of death was slicing through the throat of a third demon soldier at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

Cai'er, like a ghostly shadow, clung to the broken beam, her fingertips tracing the lingering gray spiritual energy on the sickle blade.

Over the past year, she had already internalized the stealth and explosive power of an assassin, but when that dark shadow that blotted out the sky crashed down, she knew she had met her match.

With a "crack," half of the stone wall was crushed into dust by immense force.

The compound eyes of the eighth-tier Yak demon general glowed crimson in the dim light, its twelve-foot-tall body was covered with layers of armor, and its left arm, which had transformed into a bone scythe, was longer than Cai'er herself.

The twenty-odd low-level demon soldiers behind her quickly formed a triangular formation, their spears pointing diagonally at the ground, clearly intending to cut off her retreat.

Cai'er lightly touched the crack in the wall with her toes, and suddenly moved three zhang to the side, the arc of the Grim Reaper's scythe precisely slashing at the joint of the Yak tribe.

But when the two weapons collided, she felt a brute force explode through her arm, and blood instantly seeped from her tiger's mouth.

The hardness of the enemy's carapace far exceeds what intelligence records indicate.

"Human assassins? They're certainly more agile than those idiots."

The Yak tribe's voice sounded like two stones rubbing together. As the bone sickle swept across, the surrounding demon soldiers suddenly threw out their spears in unison.

Cai'er spun around to avoid the three spear tips that came flying through the air, but was slashed on the shoulder by the fourth spear, and blood instantly stained her dark outfit.

Using the momentum of her backflip, she disappeared into the shadows, only to discover that the seemingly scattered low-level demonic soldiers were actually constantly compressing her dodging space, while the Yak tribe's bone scythes could always predict her trajectory just as she was about to launch a surprise attack.

Assassins must never get bogged down in close combat!
When the Yak tribe's bone sickle, carrying a foul stench, cleaved towards the stone pillar where she was hiding, Cai'er was forced to reveal herself and fight back.

She deliberately led the battlefield into a narrow alleyway filled with clutter, trying to use the terrain to limit the opponent's immense strength. However, the aura of the eighth-tier demon general locked onto her as if it were a tangible thing, and every swing of the bone scythe was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air.

After the seventh encounter, Cai'er's left shoulder wound began to feel numb, as the corrosive toxins attached to the Yak bone sickle were spreading.

After feinting, she suddenly ducked, intending to launch a fatal attack from the blind spot in the alley. However, she did not expect that two demon soldiers would rush forward fearlessly to block the Yak tribe.

The gray-purple scythe swiftly shredded their necks, but that momentary delay was enough for the bone scythe to strike her lower back with immense force.

Cai'er's pupils contracted sharply, and she concentrated all her spiritual power in her back to prepare to withstand the attack, but at that moment she heard a familiar whistling sound.

Golden light tore through the alley like the dawn breaking, the Sun and Moon Staff drew a semicircle in the air, and the moment the brilliant golden light collided with the bone scythe, the Yak tribe was actually shaken back half a step!

Lin Ye landed in front of Cai'er, his natural robes fluttering in the wind, and the halo of light flowing from the Sun and Moon Divine Stone automatically dispelled the remaining dark aura.

"I'm lucky, I've actually run into a beautiful woman who's in danger."

"Beautiful lady, would you mind fighting alongside me?"

As Cai'er gazed at the scepter in his hand, which was even more dazzling than she remembered, she suddenly realized that the oppressive feeling that had just left her helpless had vanished without a trace behind her lover's back.

She gripped the Grim Reaper's scythe at her waist, her fingertips brushing against the blade, warm from the fierce battle, and teased.

"A moment later and you'd be collecting my corpse."

"Then I will overthrow the demon race and destroy the Yak tribe's lair!"

When Lin Ye turned around, the fierce look in his eyes had turned into gentleness, and the radiance at the top of the Sun and Moon Staff suddenly surged.

"But now, it's time to let them know what happens when they disturb my beloved."

The roars of the Yak tribe and the screams of the demon soldiers were quickly crushed by the golden and white halos of light. Even their souls were absorbed by the Eternal Melody, truly annihilated!
Cai'er leaned against the broken wall, watching Lin Ye wield his staff, and suddenly felt that all the hardships she had endured alone over the past year had been worthwhile at this moment of reunion.

"Life Healing!"

Lin Ye came to Cai'er's side, and gently touched Cai'er's brow with his finger. A wisp of emerald light instantly entered Cai'er's body.

It accelerated the repair of Cai'er's previous injuries.

"Why are you working so hard? Your face is all dirty."

Lin Ye and Cai'er looked at each other, and Lin Ye's right hand once again caressed Cai'er's delicate cheek.

Water elemental flowed from her fingertips, transforming into a cool stream that slid down Cai'er's jawline, carrying away the last trace of demon blood into the dust.

Lin Ye's movements were as light as if he were touching fragile glass. The halo at the top of the Sun and Moon Staff softened unconsciously, weaving a warm cocoon of light around the two of them, isolating them from the bloody smell in the ruins.

"Does it still hurt?"

He ran his thumb along the edge of the wound on her shoulder, where the skin was being gently smoothed by the water element.

Cai'er flinched slightly in his palm, not from pain, but from the sudden stinging sensation in her nose caused by the long-awaited touch.

For the past three hundred days and nights, she could only imagine his focused profile as he cast spells under the moonlight, but she never imagined that their reunion would be in such a disheveled state.

“Xiao Ye…”

She buried her face in Lin Ye's chest, where the warm aura of light still lingered.

The greyish-purple scythe of death was nowhere to be seen; she clutched his clothes tightly with both hands, as if if she loosened her grip even slightly, he would act as she had when they parted last year…

Lin Ye's hand slid down her long hair, and then he pulled the girl closer to him.

Cai'er heard the heartbeat coming from his chest, which gradually overlapped with her own.

"Even the Holy Maiden cries?"

He teased her on purpose, but wiped away the tears rolling down her cheeks with his fingertips.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"It's okay, I understand."

She responded stubbornly, but her voice was as soft as a ball of cotton.

"And... I want to be able to keep up with you."

When they parted last year, Lin Ye was already a seventh-tier mage. Now, he can kill an eighth-tier Yak tribesman with a single blow. This growth makes her both proud and nervous.

"fool."

Lin Ye tapped her forehead with his finger, and a blazing white flame suddenly ignited on the Sun and Moon Staff, automatically clearing away the surrounding severed limbs and remains.

He cupped her face and took a half step back, looking intently into her reddened eyes. "I cultivate to protect you, not so you can chase after me."

Cai'er looked at her reflection in his eyes and suddenly laughed.

"This year..."

She had barely opened her mouth when Lin Ye pressed his fingertip against her lips.

"We'll talk about it later."

He leaned closer, and when their noses touched, he could smell the faint scent of gunpowder mixed in with the aroma of her hair.

"Now, let me take a good look at you."

The wind blew in from the alleyway entrance, swirling up a few withered leaves that brushed past their feet.

Suddenly, Cai'er stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his lips.

(End of this chapter)