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Ice blades, fireballs, rock spears, lightning spears... all the magic landed on Alfia, returning to primal magical energy and dissipating. Then, the black block blade was swung out, followed by two more consecutive Evangelistic Slashes.

click-

Terrifying cracks reappeared in the air, and the piercing ultrasound silenced all the crying and laughing faces for a moment, the chanting stopped.

The wandering undead could not even step into the witch's sanctuary, and the fallen fairy, having lost all means of resistance...

It closed its petals, hiding itself beneath layers of barriers.

Four black cocoons on the ceiling were once again exposed to Alfia's view.

"Chance!"

A flash of lightning emerged from a corner of the dimly lit hall. In an instant, Ciel, having completed the clone exchange, chanted a familiar spell and rapidly approached the zenith.

Separated by life and death, I searched the world in vain. I wish to traverse the underworld to see you again...

The celestial pearl in her arms emitted a dazzling orange light, and a gray vortex instantly enveloped a black cocoon that was shining with synchronized light.

A whooshing sound...

A strange spatial fluctuation enveloped the three of them. Xia Er felt his vision blur and found himself on a vast snowfield.

A biting cold wind swept in, but it was blocked by the three layers of fire fairy essence protective cloth on my body. Before my eyes was a black cocoon with red veins and half of an outstretched hand.

Alfia stepped forward, and the black blade instantly cleaved through the carapace and shattered the crystal. A silver pegasus with a ferocious and twisted expression let out a mournful cry towards the two of them.

So far...

All the plans that were made have come to an end.

This was a tactic devised by Sharl and Alfia during their long journey through the darkness.

Using clones to reset positions, quickly teleport support, draw fire, and maintain aggro. Then, when the opportunity arises, Sharl uses stolen teleportation magic to send the devoured fairy spirits out.

Everything awaits the moment when Alfia regains her magic. Having regained control of sound magic, Alfia is fully confident in suppressing the Fallen Fairy.

The only problem is that Charles's mental strength is not enough to send the group back to the ground and back to the ice field; that's already the limit of his magic.

Ciel looked at Pegasus, whose eyes were still bloodshot and who was roaring as he tried to stand up even after being freed from the tentacles, and said with a look of pity: "Unfortunately, I don't have any more oranges to save you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the fairy pearl in her arms floated out, and the little rascal sobbed as it emitted an orange glow.

Pegasus showed a relieved expression, its front legs buckled, and it rolled to the ground. The madness and chaos in its eyes vanished in an instant, leaving behind two lines of bloody tears and a pleading look on its face.

The madness and chaos were evidence that she was still resisting the erosion and mental interference, but unfortunately, it was too late.

“Kill…me,” Pegasus pleaded.

Puff——————

Before Pegasus could finish speaking, in order to completely stop the Fallen Fairy from interfering with the little troublemaker, Ciel grabbed the Black Block Blade and swiftly severed Pegasus's head with a single stroke.

Black, foul-smelling blood flowed from the supposedly sacred body of the immortal, and red veins, resembling tentacles, burst open.

From the gradually decaying and turning ash-like corpse, scattered silver particles drifted out and gradually converged towards the location of the [Immortal Essence Pearl].

That was the residual power of an ancient immortal, which was now entirely entrusted to the newborn individual.

The [Fairy Essence Pearl], having absorbed the "Mother's" last power, developed cracks on its surface and shattered after a blinding orange light.

Amidst the dappled starlight, a 130cm tall, 8 or 9-year-old fairy girl appeared.

She had beautiful long golden hair, pointed ears, and innocent blue eyes that sparkled with a hint of lightning. A silver necklace shone around her neck, and she was completely naked.

She perfectly inherited the appearance of the son of God, and even at a young age, her heroic spirit could not be concealed. Even under the lightning, one could still see a trace of majesty.

Enveloped by a powerful magnetic force, she slowly landed on the ground. Her delicate, pink toes, like those of a budding flower, vanished the moment she touched the ground, along with all her beauty, coolness, and majesty.

She shivered, jumped up, and clung to Charles with tears streaming down her face, wailing, "Waaaaah, Daddy! It's cold~~~"

"Good boy, call me Charles."

Seeing the little girl, completely naked, crawling under the fire fairy's protective cloth, Charles was filled with embarrassment. He looked helplessly at Alfia, but only saw her back.

"Get away from here. That thing is coming!" Alfia's serious and indifferent voice rang in my ears.

Charles's expression froze for a moment, his mind subconsciously weaving divine runes. Lightning flashed, then flashed again, quickly creating a distance of several hundred meters.

"Further away!" Alfia manipulated the vibrations, transmitting her voice in a secret manner.

"Further!"

Charles dared not linger, and with full throttle, he fled for his life.

Rumble————

Glaciers cracked open, and the earth shattered.

A gigantic tentacle stretching over three thousand meters high rose up, the massive ice wall in front of them collapsed, earth and rocks fell, and crimson eyes like the moon opened, with indescribable eerie sound waves echoing throughout the entire floor.

It was an enormous creature with its head covered by a hard rock shell, greenish in color, and its body shape was very similar to an octopus.

The enormous tentacles resembled rolling green meat, with various parasitic organisms attached to them.

On the vast ice field, it looks like a green island, crashing and thrashing across the icebergs.

boom----

What surprised Charles even more was that the enormous body, supported by just two simple tentacles, caused the entire island to detach from the ground with a loud bang, and the eight tentacles adhered to the ceiling of the building.

Torrential rain, mixed with mud and boulders, rained down from the ceiling, followed by six tentacles that resembled pillars of heaven, sweeping across the entire floor at an astonishing speed.

Eight enormous canyons, each 400 meters wide, appear on the 60th floor. The earth collapses to the next floor, and the original, deeply entrenched floors disappear. The 60th and 61st floors merge, forming a completely new environment.

Using the magic of the "Little Rascal," Ciel once again emerged from a gray vortex, flashing through the air like lightning more than a dozen times before finally escaping the terrifying riot.

He was covered in dust and dirt, a little girl still clinging to his collar. Without time to tidy himself up, he turned around in astonishment to see the sword-wielding witch standing atop the fallen rocks:

"Alphia—!"

The witch slightly turned her head, seemingly noticing the anxiety on Charles's face. She smiled gently, shouldered the black blade in her hand, and calmly turned back:

"Hey, Ciel. Have you ever seen me at my peak?"

Chapter 150 The Bell That Shakes the Abyss

It was impossible not to worry; Charles admitted that there was an element of gambling in his heart.

The gamble was that the Fallen Fairy wouldn't chase after them just because one of its brethren was missing; the gamble was that even if it did chase after them, the monster underground wouldn't awaken; and the gamble was that... Alfia in her prime could kill this monster!

Clearly, the first two bets were lost, leaving only the last one.

Charles tilted his head back and drank a bottle of spiritual potion, then pressed down the curious little girl's head as she peeked out. He hid on the edge of the untouched cliff, his eyes fixed on the battlefield.

In the devastating battlefield, Alfia, wielding the Black Blade, leaps among the falling rocks.

With a slight shift in her steps, her figure rose hundreds of meters into the air, and her enormous green fleshy tentacles, like divine punishment, transformed into spears, sweeping across and shattering the rocks that had previously landed on her.

"Gurgle—" It hummed with pleasure, like a giant mollusk.

"It's noisy."

Alfia, in freefall, held the Black Blade aloft, its blade swirling with gray light as it unleashed a sharp, powerful strike that landed precisely on the hundred-meter-thick tentacle.

Poof————

click-

The terrifying tremor triggered a storm that shattered the middle section of the massive tentacle, splattering blood and flesh onto Alfia's face, and the shockwave whipped up her long, gray hair.

Turning around, he stepped onto a collapsed rock, and with a thud, the sound rose hundreds of meters higher.

On the octopus-shaped head, a human face emerged from between the eyebrows, followed by the blooming of a fallen fairy bud, which loudly uttered a chant.

"Burn, burn, burn! Vortex of blazing flames, wall of crimson lotus, roar of karmic fire... Turn everything to scorched earth, unleash a roar of grief and rage, for the heroes who have fallen before me!"

【Firestorm】

The lengthy incantation, hundreds of words long, ended within seconds. A gust of hot wind emanated from the massive crimson magic circle.

The world has been dyed red.

"————————"

The enemy, like a fire spirit, unleashed a massive storm of fire.

A tsunami-like wave of flames swept in from ahead. Crimson flames filled Charles's vision.

But amidst this all-consuming torrent of flames, a gray figure dragged a trail of flames as she charged out. She nimbly stepped onto the tentacles of a giant octopus, her figure flashing rapidly. The black blade, gleaming with silver light, swayed in an arc, and with astonishing shockwaves, it precisely struck the Fallen Immortal's chest.

"Guaaaaaahh ...

The behemoths roared at the same time, and their eight tentacles, each radiating a different colored light, swirled and charged toward Alfia.

Click————

Two more gray light streaks flashed by, and two enormous tentacles exploded from the center, causing chunks of flesh to fall.

The fairy opened her arms, and the magic that had been dissipating in the air converged on her, draining the colorful monster that had crawled out of the building's ruins.

Huge amounts of steam spread across the behemoth's body. It nimbly fell from the ceiling, landing on the severed hand. It opened its massive jaws to tear and devour, and the broken section of the tentacle writhed rapidly.

[Self-regenerating!]

Immediately following, the tentacles, hundreds of meters thick, spun around at an astonishing speed, like a giant spinning top, and shot towards the top of the sky.

A scene of disaster, like a city being swept away by a giant tornado, unfolded before my eyes.

Alfia's vision was filled with nothing but green, fleshy afterimages; every moment felt like countless skyscrapers were crashing into her. She didn't even have a chance to retaliate; the terrifying wind pressure ripped her away, sending her crashing heavily onto the rocky platform at the top.

The colossal beast, having completed its suicidal charge, clung to the edge of the building like a spider, while the celestial spirit between its brows laughed heartily.

"Become one of us! I like you! Join us and let's get along well!"

"And... Sheena~~~, come here! With me? Let's all go together!"

The Fallen Fairy revealed an innocent smile. The enormous creature beneath her feet had twisting tentacles, and the monster, thousands of meters long, instantly transformed into a wheel, shattering the ground and crushing towards Xia Er.