Becoming a Shadow in the New World

The other possibility is that his coma is permanent; if we don't wake him up this time, he'll never wake up again. From a probability standpoint, each possibility is fifty-fifty. What would you choose?

"Ah... thank you for your guidance, I know how to choose now."

Claire looked up and gave Sid a bright smile to express her gratitude.

"bass!"

The next second, Claire's expression changed, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared in her eyes. With a flick of her wrist, the longsword drew a silver line in the air, and purple magical energy surged out from the blade, like waves created by a boat rowing on the sea, attacking Sid's neck with unstoppable force.

"Qiang..."

Black liquid gushed from Sid's black coat, gathering in Sid's hand and condensing into a black sword that blocked Claire's sneak attack, producing a continuous metallic clanging sound.

"I admire your courage, but it's just that courage only comes with success, and recklessness comes with failure."

Sid casually pushed aside the black and silver swords, revealing a gentle yet mocking smile towards Claire.

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The explosion startled Blue Feather Asagi and the elderly beastman who were conducting their transaction in the restaurant. Both of them became alert and suspicious that the other was responsible for the explosion, and secretly prepared to escape.

It wasn't until several dozen seconds had passed and they hadn't seen anything change that they realized the explosion must have come from somewhere else, and the transaction resumed. However, the suspicions that had been raised in their minds couldn't be put aside.

"Since you are unwilling to swear an oath to the God of Magic, nor to any other deity, then please tell me, what do you intend to offer to convince me that you will keep your promise?"

“Miss Weaver, we can swear an oath to our orcs’ Beast God and have the Beast God as our witness.”

"Ha, then I think we shouldn't discuss this deal."

Lan Yu Qianci sneered, deciding to give up on the deal. She might even agree to Loki's offer, since a set of familiar pieces was too tempting. To achieve her two goals, she would try anything.

But to ask her to swear an oath to a beast god whose existence is unknown... it's better to just tell her to trust the other party's credibility. What kind of good person might the witch Netheril introduce?

If you don't believe in God, what reason do you have not to believe in the magic network?

As everyone knows, the Lord of Netheril is notoriously indifferent to world affairs. His sorceresses fight amongst themselves every day and stir up world wars everywhere, yet he never steps in to intervene.

If the Lord of Netheril, who is theoretically the only one capable of interfering with the operation of the Magic Web, doesn't intervene, then the Magic Web is truly a ruthless oath-making machine.

I swear in the name of the God of the Magic Network that if I do not keep my promise, the Magic Network will indeed mobilize the energy in the earth's veins and launch a blast from a distance of 108,000 miles.

The Magic Network is the only indestructible program in the world that cannot be shaken or executed by anything, since the Lord of Netheril doesn't interfere.

“Miss Spellcaster, our Beast God definitely exists; he just hasn’t been born yet.”

Upon hearing the old orc's words, Lan Yuqian simply sneered inwardly.

Anyone can write a blank check, but the point is I'm not an orc, so why should I believe your blank check?

Seeing that Lan Yuqiancong was disrespectful to him, the old orc's fists bulged with veins, but he still suppressed his anger and continued to speak.

“If Miss Weaver is unwilling to swear an oath to the Beast God, then we can make a deal in person.”

Lan Yuqiancong stopped in her tracks as she was about to leave the table, and looked at the old orc.

"Cash on delivery?"

"Exactly."

Asagi Aiba fell into deep thought. To be honest, this deal seemed incredibly improbable, and under normal circumstances, she would never agree to it, but…

"Okay, deal done, but the transaction location is still here."

Compared to this deal, the chances of succeeding in competing with those pure-blooded mythical beings who are stronger than her in both talent and strength at the school while the rules are still in place seem even smaller.

She was confident in her abilities; if it were before, she would have had a high probability of winning if she had used her trump card.

But things are different now. Most of the young elites, either waiting to receive family members' chess pieces after graduation or having no interest in family members' chess pieces, will participate. She has no confidence that she can defeat these elites.

Not to mention, if she really took out her most treasured possession, those people would probably fight over her as well as the family pieces.

Rather than risking so much to compete with them, she decided to try other ways to acquire pieces. Of course, just in case, she set the location for the next transaction to be the same spot.

"can."

When Lan Yuqian revealed the location of the transaction, the old orc's lips curled into a slight smile, but Lan Yuqian was preoccupied with her own predicament and did not notice it.

Chapter 117 Claire and Aurora, the Fools of the Fire

"call out!"

The silver sword, which was locked in a struggle with the black sword, was ignored by Sid. With a flick of his arm, a bluish-purple aura erupted, and a black sword beam slashed across Claire's location.

Despite reacting quickly and blocking the attack, she was still sent flying into the air by the powerful blue-purple magic.

He turned around, performed a backflip to absorb most of the impact, and immediately took a few steps back after landing. He held the silver sword in his right hand and planted it in the ground for support, while his left hand was still trembling from the impact.

"Aurora!"

Claire called out the name of the tenant inside her body and took a step forward to continue her attack, but suddenly stopped, looking down at her body with a look of astonishment on her face.

He wanted to say something, but immediately looked up to the right, holding his sword horizontally in front of him.

A black figure appeared in front of Claire, a black sword light flashed, and Claire was sent flying again.

"Tap, tap, snap!"

This time, Claire had no strength left. She took two steps back, her trembling legs giving way, and she knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

With just two strikes, Claire's body reached its limit. Not only were her hands trembling, but Claire felt as if her internal organs were vibrating along with her hands.

Ignoring her own body, Claire frantically called out Aurora's name in her mind, but she could not sense Aurora's presence, nor did any blood-red magic surge from within her body.

When her calls went unanswered and the shadow began to move again, Claire gritted her teeth, a resolute glint in her eyes.

"If you won't give it to me, then I'll take it myself."

"Qiang!"

The sound of collision rang out again. This time, Claire successfully clashed swords with Shadow once more, the crimson aura surging from her body forming a standoff with Shadow's bluish-purple aura.

"what……"

With a loud roar, Claire's crimson aura erupted a second time, and for a moment it even showed a tendency to suppress the cyan-purple aura.

A violent explosion rang out, a sword mark ripped across the ground, creating a large crater and stirring up plumes of black mist. A black figure burst out of the mist, but this time, it was Sid who was sent flying.

"Wait a minute, how did you manage to bypass my control of this power?"

A female voice, tinged with surprise and doubt, appeared in Claire's mind. It was the very person Claire had been calling out to—Aurora.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go in, you can't beat them."

Ignoring Aurora's voice, Claire forcefully unleashed the mental energy within her body that was vying for power and control with Aurora, and took the initiative to attack.

Sid, who was flying in mid-air, adjusted his posture and looked at the crimson tentacles that stretched out behind Claire and her terrifying crimson magic. The more he looked, the more familiar it seemed.

To be honest, he felt that Claire looked familiar, and he could see the shadows of his two former fighting partners in Claire.

"Peng!"

With a casual wave of her hand, Claire, who had been charging aggressively, was sent flying backward along her trajectory, landing on an abandoned building and creating a large, human-shaped crater.

Upon landing, Sid flicked his sword, pointed it at Claire who was getting up in a disheveled state, and spoke in a nostalgic tone.

"The power of old friends... let's get serious about it then."

The bluish-purple flames turned pitch black, and Sid's figure disappeared from the spot.

Sid reappeared in front of the large crater that Claire had created.

"Eh?"

Maintaining the posture of having just swung his sword, his crimson eyes stared at the empty human-shaped crater in front of him. Shadow turned around, and the building behind him was simultaneously split in two.

Nangong Nayue looked at Sid with a headache, then glanced at Claire, who had been teleported next to her. Claire's injuries were rapidly healing under the power of crimson magic.

Seeing that Claire still had the ability to fight, Nangong Nayue asked her softly.

"How long can you maintain this state?"

If she could, she would never want to fight Shadow; she wasn't some fool who would gamble the fate of the nation every day.

There was no other way; unless she could watch Claire die, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and fight.

But can she blame Claire? No.

Anyone would be anxious if their younger brother fainted for no reason, not to mention that it was obvious that Shadow was deliberately provoking Claire with his words.

Fortunately, judging from Shadow's reaction just now, Shadow couldn't stop her from using spatial magic, and with Claire in this state, they might... be able to win.

"We can hold on for a while longer."

Claire confidently said, after sensing the power within her body and conveniently blocking Aurora's voice from her consciousness space.

"Do you believe me?"

"……letter!"

"I'll take your word for it. You just need to focus on attacking; I'll take care of dodging and closing the distance."

She forced herself to ignore the guilty conscience in Claire's voice, otherwise Nangong Nayue was worried that her already meager confidence in victory would crumble.

The space around the site fluctuated, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery changed, and the explosion site filled with flames turned into a deserted island in the sea.

Seeing the change in location, and sensing that Nangong Nayue and Claire were ready, Sid threw his sword into the air and made a gentlemanly salute with his free right hand.