Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Let me do it!" Bai E swung his greatsword, and golden flames soared into the sky, bursting forth with the light of dawn in the darkness, and struck the fire thief without reservation.

The fire thief narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent rising within him.

He swung his moon artifact violently, creating a twisted crack in the space in front of him.

The golden flames struck the cracks, producing a piercing roar, and for a moment, a great light shone forth.

At the same time, Saifeier suddenly appeared behind the Fire Thief and kicked him.

The fire thief hurriedly blocked with his elbow, but another fluorescent green light bullet flew from the side and hit him squarely in the chest.

Faced with the siege of the Golden Blood, the Firebringers gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

Bai'e's Golden Flame Greatsword and Wan Di's Heavenly Punishment Spear were like two toppled mountains, pressing down heavily on the Fire Thief's crescent dagger and twisted greatsword as they crossed and parried.

The immense force caused the ground beneath the fire thief's feet to collapse with a deafening roar, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly. He was pushed backward by this combined force, carving out two deep trenches, with gravel and dust flying everywhere!

"...!"

The fire-stealer let out a deep, muffled growl, his arm muscles bulging to their limit, his body trembling violently beneath his black robe.

He tried to unleash the brilliance of the black sword to counterattack, but the golden threads controlled by Aglaia were like living serpents, tightly coiling around his neck, wrists, and elbows, digging into his flesh and interfering with his movements!

At the same time, the shadow tentacles controlled by Xia Die, like poisoned steel needles, pierced deep into his thigh muscles, bringing a violent sense of numbness and corrosiveness.

The ring that Saifeier was gripping was tightly wrapped around his throat, making every breath he took a burning pain.

"We succeeded! We've got him under control!"

Feng Jin's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, but the light from her staff remained steady, continuing to heal her companions.

Bai'e and Wan Di poured all their power into their weapons, attempting to crush the Fire Thief's defenses in one fell swoop.

Golden flames and crimson blood, like two roaring dragons, relentlessly crashed against the dark barrier in front of the Fire Thief, producing a teeth-grinding squeezing and cracking sound.

The fire-stealer was pinned to the spot, his knees almost sinking into the ground, his body firmly bound by several powerful forces.

He resembled an evil god statue about to be suppressed, his struggles growing weaker and weaker, even the light on the twisted greatsword dimmed slightly.

"It's now!"

At that moment, Xia's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his index finger pulled the trigger without hesitation!

A beam of alchemical emerald light, condensed to its utmost perfection, shot straight at the Fire Thief's throat, which was caught off guard and bore deep marks from the golden threads!

Chapter 1476 Who's Guarding the Home Now?

"Pfft——!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull, chilling tearing sound.

The fluorescent green beam pierced the ice and snow like a red-hot iron, precisely and completely penetrating the fire-stealer's throat!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The fire-stealer's struggles suddenly froze.

He made a hissing, leaky sound like a broken bellows coming from his throat.

Thick, shimmering blood, resembling fragments of memory matter, gushed out like a fountain from the two gruesome wounds.

That wasn't human or Golden Blood; it was more like the manifestation of some kind of contaminated energy.

"Uh...cough..."

The dark light emanating from the twisted greatsword and crescent dagger in his hands flickered violently like a candle in the wind.

The terrifying power that had been suppressing Bai E and Wan Di vanished instantly.

"Now! Crush him!"

Wan Di roared, his crimson blood erupting once more, and the Heavenly Punishment Spear in his hand burst forth with unprecedented brilliance as he slammed it down.

Bai E understood immediately, and the golden flame greatsword, carrying the resolute will of dawn, followed closely behind!

"Boom——!!!"

Having lost its power and been severely injured, the Fire Stealer could no longer resist the immense force of the two mountains.

His crossed arms were violently knocked away, and the twisted greatsword flew out of his hands, spinning in the air and embedding itself in the distant ruins.

The crescent dagger also fell from his helpless hand, embedding itself in the cracked ground and emitting a slight hum.

The fire-stealer's massive body crashed backward like a broken tree, slamming heavily against the edge of the deep pit he had plowed, raising clouds of dust.

He lay on the ground, his body convulsing violently, glistening fragments still gushing from the wound in his throat.

Those eyes, burning with black flames, were fixed on the gray sky, their light rapidly dimming, filled with disbelief, anger, and a hint of... indescribable bewilderment.

He tried to raise his hand as if to grab something, but his arm only lifted weakly before falling limply to the ground.

The dark aura that enveloped his entire body receded and vanished rapidly like a tide.

The battlefield fell into a deathly silence, with only the howling wind blowing through the ruins and the heavy, rapid breathing of the crowd.

"It's...it's over?" Sai Fei'er was the first to break the silence, her voice filled with astonishment and disbelief at having survived a disaster.

Her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, her whole body drenched in cold sweat. "Oh dear, that was really dangerous..."

“Cough…cough cough…” Wan Di knelt on one knee, leaning on the Spear of Heavenly Punishment.

The crimson aura of blood receded from his body like the receding tide, revealing skin covered in cracks and charred black.

Wan Di withstood most of the pressure from the Fire Thief's direct attack, his internal organs trembled, and golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He glanced in the direction where the fire-stealer had fallen, his eyes filled with exhaustion and solemnity.

Bai E's golden flames also slowly died out.

He leaned on his greatsword, his chest heaving violently.

Looking at the spot where the fire-stealers had fallen, Bai E felt no joy of victory, only heaviness and lingering fear.

He sensed the terrifying and chaotic will of the opponent before death from that sword strike.

What exactly is this monster seeking?

Aglaia retrieved the golden thread and leaned against the ruins, breathing slightly heavily.

The excessive mental exertion caused her a splitting headache.

Her sharp gaze swept over the fire-stealer's "corpse" and the surrounding environment, alert to any possible anomalies:

"Don't let your guard down...check on his condition."

Feng Jin consumed the most energy among all of them.

She had been maintaining a high level of healing and defense aura, and now the light at the tip of her staff had become extremely faint.

Seeing the fire thief fall, her tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and she swayed before kneeling on the ground.

She was breathing softly, sweat trickling down her pale cheeks.

But Feng Jin did not rest. She immediately showered the last remaining, gentle light of life upon Wan Di and Bai E, who were the most seriously injured, prioritizing the stabilization of their injuries.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about me," Wan Di muttered.

He is currently in the underworld, so even if he dies, he can be resurrected very quickly.

“No, that won’t do.” Feng Jin shook her head gently. “As a healer, I can’t just stand by and watch the enemy’s treasure get hurt.”

“But I’m injured too.” Saifeier took off her hood, her hair disheveled, and slumped wearily at Aglaia’s feet.

"If you have the spare power to heal, why not shower me with divine power?"

"Ha, what a loser." At that moment, Xia slowly put down the musket that was emitting blue smoke, the barrel of which was scorching hot.

"Don't you understand that the first thing to do after the war is to finish them off?"

He walked to the edge of the pit and looked down at the motionless black-robed figure below.

The fire-stealer's body is undergoing strange changes.

The dense aura of darkness dissipated, and the body, as if having lost some kind of support, began to weather and disintegrate at a visible speed.

Like ashes burned to ashes, they gradually merged into the black sands of Stikosia, this land of death.

Only the twisted greatsword and crescent dagger remained stuck in place, exuding a cold, deathly aura.

"Could these two sacrificial artifacts be sealed? He seems to have a way to recall them at any time." Xia pondered for a moment.

Although the fire-stealer was defeated by the combined attack of the crowd, no one believed he would actually die.

After regrouping, he will surely return.

But now, everything has settled down.

The last spark of the Aigle has been returned to its rightful place, and Feng Jin has become a demigod of the sky.

If the fire-stealer returns, they will still be able to put up a fight.

"Don't be so nervous. The body that carried his power has already collapsed," Xia said calmly.

Only when Xia confirmed it did the tense atmosphere finally relax.

"Then I'll rest for a while." Wan Di sat down completely on the ground, leaning against his spear, and closed his eyes.

Sai Fei'er simply shifted her body and lay on the ground in a starfish position, not wanting to move even a finger.

Aglaia looked down at her and couldn't help but smile faintly. "Are you comfortable sleeping here?"

“I can’t sleep here, there’s nothing I can do. How about you help me find a bed here, seamstress?” Sai Fei’er blinked.

Bai E walked over to Feng Jin and asked softly, "Feng Jin, how are you?"

Kazejin forced a reassuring smile:

"The divine power was greatly depleted... but it's good that everyone is safe and sound."

Looking at her surviving companions and the Fire Stealer's remains gradually fading in the moonlight, she felt a sense of relief.

Fortunately... I arrived in time.

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