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Chapter 369 Esdeath's Frozen Time

This is her Imperial Arms.

Demon God Manifestation: Essence of the Demon!

Forged from the blood of a legendary, extremely dangerous species that inhabits the Arctic, it is more like a bloodline potion concocted by a wizard than an Imperial Arms.

Take a small sip,

As long as one can resist the soul and mental attacks of the residual will of the super dangerous species and not go insane, one can possess the ability to control ice.

However, before Esdeath appeared, everyone who drank the Devil's Essence had already gone mad.

Even a small sip cannot resist the lingering aura of the super dangerous species.

Until Esdeath appeared,

Not only did he become the Teigu user of [Demon God Manifestation: Essence of Demons], but he also drank the entire jar of Dangerous Blood!

[Mahāpratim] is her strongest technique as an Imperial Arms.

It can freeze time and space.

Although the duration is short, once the spacetime is frozen, no life form can perceive the passage of time, nor can they move freely, as if time has stood still.

Therefore,

Esdeath is, in a sense, an invincible being in the entire Imperial Capital and the world.

She hasn't used her ability to freeze time and space for a long time.

The prey before us is quite impressive!

Esdeath strolled forward leisurely, her long, shapely legs causing the entire space to freeze into an icy blue as she stepped on the ground.

hum.

She stretched out her arm, and an ice blade radiating an icy chill materialized in her palm.

As if toying with its prey, the blade pierced Erza's chest.

Keng.

The Heavenly Wheel Armor, imbued with intense magic, shattered the ice blades.

Esdeath licked her lips, her eyes growing increasingly excited. She shifted her position, avoiding the protective parts of the Heavenly Wheel Armor.

"You can't kill her, stop."

A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out.

Esdeath's wrist was grasped by the figure who had been watching the entire battle.

Tilting his head slightly,

Then they saw a woman dressed as a temple shaman, wearing a white top and red trousers.

With her long, jet-black hair, bright, dark eyes, and fair, delicate oval face, she looked extremely beautiful.

His eyes and brows conveyed a very complex emotion.

Esdeath was unaware,

As a ruthless hunter, she had never seen anyone with such an expression as the person before her, so she couldn't understand it.

Full of sadness and melancholy, yet gentle and firm?

An eccentric woman.

"Who are you?"

Esdeath's brow furrowed deeply, and a hint of tension even appeared in her eyes.

I haven't felt this way in a long time.

It's somewhat like when you were a child, a frail figure hunting powerful and dangerous species that you couldn't fight against on the icy plains—it's an instinctive sense of crisis.

It is noteworthy that

The ancient bow and arrow behind the shrine maiden, though it didn't look like an Imperial Arms, and I'd never heard of an Imperial Arms with a bow and arrow...

But it exudes a very strong sense of danger.

The key is,

The opponent was able to move freely without interference within my [Mahāprabhāṣṭra] frozen spacetime?

"My name is Kikyo, and I'm a traveling shrine maiden."

Seeing that Esdeath had stopped struggling, Kikyo released her grip on Esdeath's wrist.

Her gaze was detached and aloof, like a deity who had long resided in a temple and never interacted with the mortal world; she was exquisitely beautiful yet showed little outward emotion.

"There is a very powerful energy within her body... not spiritual energy, but it makes her body extremely strong."

Kikyo reached out her hand, her delicate, white fingers gently touching Erza's red hair.

This is her perception.

"If you can't kill her and stop in time, you can avoid the subsequent conflict."

Kikyo calmly said, "Our situation is rather special, not what we imagine. Let's sit down and discuss it properly."

In fact, she is just as confused right now.

Having just been resurrected by the ghost woman Rito, she inexplicably arrived in this place in her dead state.

A strange girl in steel armor.

A woman who can freeze time and space,

Everything was completely different from her experience in Musashi during her lifetime; the magic and the bloodline power from the super dangerous species were all very strange.

In the world she knew, there was only spiritual power and demonic power.

Therefore,

She then boldly deduced that this was a very strange place, and that they might not even be from the same area.

wow...

The frozen, icy blue spacetime receded like the tide.

When Erza regained consciousness, she saw that Esdeath, who had been keeping a safe distance, was now right beside her.

And he was also holding a sharp ice blade in his hand.

It looks like he wants to pierce his own chest.

beside,

There stood a beautiful witch who looked like a pretty figurine, showing little emotion.

Quickly create distance.

"Teleportation magic?...No, the surrounding space is imprisoned?"

Erza has an exceptionally high level of combat awareness; she figured out her opponent's abilities in just two seconds.

This terrifying ability,

Compared to his opponent, Gray was nothing more than a kid playing with ice, capable of freezing even space and thought.

"Thank you, figurine lady, I meant... witch lady!"

Judging from her posture, she is a shrine maiden wearing a red skirt and pants. How was she able to stop the opponent without being affected by the spatial freeze?

Erza gave a friendly smile.

The dazzling Heavenly Armor, the passionate red hair, and the exquisitely beautiful face...

That smile even made Kikyo feel a sudden sense of relief.

But... what is a figurine?

Is it a peculiar name?

As expected... the Frozen Woman, the Armored Woman, and myself, most likely came from a very distant place.

Kikyo possesses stunning beauty, formidable strength, and even wisdom rarely seen in centuries—making her a powerful witch.

It is precisely because of people like her that keep appearing,

Only then could humans survive in the Warring States period, which was ravaged by monsters.

"Waaaah... Wow, so cool! I really shouldn't have eaten the second son's chocolate-covered liqueur cake; I could have had such a strange dream!"

A little girl with pink, shoulder-length hair and adorable emerald green eyes, dressed in a prestigious school uniform.

He got up from the ground with a blank look on his face, yawning.

During her lunch break at school, before going to sleep, she ate the chocolate cake with liqueur filling that her second son had tossed to her with a look of disgust, saying it tasted awful, but he hadn't actually eaten a single bite.

The sweet, alcoholic filling made Anya dizzy, and she quickly fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again,

Then I saw three beautiful older sisters, whose looks were no less than my mother's, huddled together, their eyes almost sparking with intense passion as they looked at each other.

Ice blades, bows and arrows, armor...

It's like a fairy tale on TV.

"Hahahaha, I really want to ravage them!"

"The red-haired armored woman! ...And the lifeless priestess, like an ice sculpture. I wonder if she'll show any pain when I torture her?..."

Anya's bewildered gaze fell upon the shapely ice-blade woman.

I was suddenly jolted awake.

My last bit of sleepiness was jolted awake by that insane laughter; it's as if they have a penchant for tormenting people.

What a scary dream...

Not right.

Anya squinted, looking mischievous, and rubbed her chin with her chubby little hands, thinking, "If this is a dream, Anya should be able to wake up now."

She turned her head to look to the side.

A beautiful, harmless witch sister.

"Should someone like me, who is already dead, really continue to exist in this world?"

Anya's youthful face froze instantly.

Besides the crazy woman, how come there are ghosts too?

Subtly, yet very obviously, he covered his head and lay prone on the ground.

The teachers at the prestigious academy taught that if you have a nightmare, hold your breath. When your body clearly realizes that something is impossible in reality, you will suddenly wake up.

Anya held her breath.

She only cautiously raised her head when her face turned completely red and she could barely breathe.

Three cold, icy gazes were all fixed on him.

damn...

Anya is in big trouble.

(End of this chapter)