manynovel Chapter 773 Xumi City (7)
Chapter 773 Xumi City (7)
When the silent and distorted dead zone suddenly spread out before everyone, Tinari had already made a decision in his heart -
He will fight alone.
Of the four people present, he was the only one, a forest ranger, who had faced the encroachment of the Dead Zone and was fully aware of its cold and treacherous nature.
He alone knew how to dispel this forbidden power. He slowly drew his bow and arrow, his gaze determined, as he prepared to step into the suffocating crimson.
However, just as Tinari was about to step into the edge of the dead zone, a figure passed by Tinari like a gust of wind, so fast that only a shadow was left.
The crimson fire element suddenly rose, and the hot breath instantly swept around. The air seemed to be ignited, steaming up layers of heat waves.
In mid-air, a pair of luxurious and dazzling flaming wings suddenly spread out, like a royal robe woven from flames, shining brightly.
Sparks fell from between the feathers, like stars falling into the mortal world on a summer night, illuminating everyone's astonished faces.
It’s Iya.
Her sudden attack shocked everyone present.
Tinari was stunned. Although he had personally witnessed the astonishing sight of flames spewing from Iya's mouth, he had never imagined that this seemingly petite and childish figure could burst out with such astonishing speed and power.
Being able to harness the power of elements without the divine eye is rare, but combining this power with agile dexterity is even more rare.
Monsters might be able to manipulate elements, but they could never match the combat skills that humans had mastered through countless trials and tribulations—and yet Iya, with his tiny body, possessed such power.
Ying and Paimeng were even more stunned.
If they remembered correctly, Iya was exhausted from the continuous attacks and almost collapsed into a ball.
However, at this moment she rose into the air again, burning with such a dazzling fighting spirit.
Yiya's origins are mysterious and noble, but her noble bloodline cannot conceal the fact that she is young and weak.
But now, like a young bird reborn from the flames, she flapped her wings and rushed towards the dark red that devoured life, igniting the flame of hope with her own body. Suddenly, Ying and Paimeng seemed to see Jun Bai.
At this moment, Yiya actually has some of the style of Marshal Tianfeng.
But soon, the two of them reacted quickly.
Paimon anxiously stamped his feet in the air, his face flushed red, his voice full of panic and anxiety:
"Iya, why did Iya suddenly rush out? His body hasn't recovered yet, he can't act rashly at this time!"
"Ying, we have to act quickly. We must bring Him back from the dead zone!" Her tone was urgent, as if every second of hesitation would bring irreversible consequences.
Tinari snapped back to his senses, frowning as he spoke gravely, "Paimon is right. Without the protection of the Eye of God, ordinary people would be susceptible to the aura of the Dead Zone once they enter it. If we delay too long, our lives might be in real danger."
However, Ying was calmer than them.
She stared at the speeding figure in the distance, her gaze as sharp as a torch, as if it could penetrate the chaotic dust and discern the hidden truth. She whispered, "Iya's current condition... is very wrong."
These words startled Paimon and Tinari, and they immediately turned their eyes to Iya who was rushing towards the depths of the Dead Zone at an alarming speed.
Tinari had not noticed anything unusual yet, but Paimon, who lived with Iya day and night, immediately noticed something unusual, just like Ying.
"His eyes... Iya's eyes... There's something wrong..." Paimon murmured, his voice trembling slightly.
The pair of red eyes that were originally innocent and clear like morning dew were now replaced by a layer of cold sharpness like a knife blade, and a strange hostility and mania surged in the depths of the pupils.
That was a look Paimon had never seen before.
At this time, Paimon could sense that something was changing in Iya without Ying's reminder.
"What on earth is going on here?"
Paimon muttered to himself.
Ying slowly shook her head and said, "I don't know, but Paimon, you and Tinari are right about one thing."
"Hmm?" Paimon looked at her puzzledly.
Ying slowly drew out Ying Chixiao, the dark red sword body trembled slightly in the dim light, and suddenly burst out with a magnificent red light, like a flame tearing through the long night, awe-inspiring and powerful.
She whispered, "We need to bring Iya back."
After saying that, Ying looked at Tinari.
Tinari met her resolute gaze, sighed helplessly, and said, "In theory, dealing with the dead zone is my job alone."
"After all, you have no experience in dealing with the dead zone."
"But judging by the current situation, even if I try to persuade you to stay, it seems like you won't listen."
Paimeng chuckled and said:
"Of course, Iya is our partner!"
Tinari gripped the Hunter's Path tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on the Death Tumor at the center of the Death Zone - that was the core of the Death Zone. As long as it was destroyed, the Death Zone would retreat.
He said in a deep voice: "Okay, then get ready."
"I'll take you into the dead zone."
After saying that, Tinari leaped up and rushed towards the dead zone.
Ying and Paimon followed closely behind.
……
boom--!
When Ying, Paimon and Tinari had just set out, Iya had already descended into the depths of the Dead Realm like a divine punishment.
He was like a burning red meteor, hurtling down from the end of the sky, cutting through the silent air and landing precisely in the core area filled with dark red turbid air.
The red-gold eyes opened coldly, as hot as lava, looking down at the foul aura that was surging around and enough to corrode the vitality of all things. There was not a trace of emotion in his eyes, only supreme majesty and indifference.
The Dead Zone, this forbidden land that devours colors and distorts life, senses the intrusion of foreign creatures and suddenly, like a awakened evil beast, violently releases layers of corrupted breath, swarming in like a tide, attempting to devour the invaders.
These auras were cold and sticky. Wherever they passed, the grass and trees withered, the rocks collapsed, and even the air seemed to be stained with rust.
The monsters screamed in pain, not because they were controlled by the dead zone, but because their bodies were constantly eroded, and they could only vent the endless pain with crazy violence.
Since its birth, the Dead Zone has spread like a plague, constantly devouring the vitality of the surrounding area and eroding the colors of the world until everything returns to death and nothingness.
However, facing this corrosive force that was enough to make even gods retreat, Iya remained unmoved, his expression as cold as eternal ice, his eyes as deep as a bottomless pool, reflecting the destruction, yet remaining indifferent.
In an instant, those red eyes suddenly lit up, like the rising sun, burning away the haze.
Raging flames rose from all around him, as if the karmic fire returned from the abyss, blazing and pure, sweeping in all directions with the power to purify everything.
The breath of death that was lingering like a thorn in the flesh let out a shrill hissing the moment it touched the flames, and quickly turned into wisps of black smoke. It was forcibly stripped from the eroded earth, rocks and branches, and dissipated completely like ice and snow meeting the sun.
This flame is the natural enemy of the dead zone and the light of judgment that annihilates corruption.
Yiya looked around the polluted wasteland coldly, his eyes like a knife, piercing through illusions.
Immediately, He slowly raised His hand, His five fingers lightly clenched—
A blood-red sword blade appeared out of thin air, with lava-like lines flowing on the sword body. Wherever the tip of the sword pointed, the space trembled faintly.
Gripping the hilt of the sword tightly, Iya swung it lightly.
An extremely blazing red sword energy burst out from the air, carrying with it a high temperature that could burn everything, and accurately hit a strange plant in the distance that was curled up like an unopened bud.
The flower bud was dark red all over, with cracks all over the surface. Inside it was a highly condensed dead zone core, like a seed of disaster that was about to explode.
boom--!
The flower bud exploded with a loud bang, and the surging energy of the dead zone gushed out like a black torrent, but in the next moment it was completely swallowed and purified by the flames in the sword energy, turning into pieces of snow-like ashes, drifting away with the wind, like the first snow in spring, quietly melting in the light.
The node of the dead zone completely collapsed under Iya's attack.
Silence descended once more. Only that crimson figure stood in the center of the wasteland, like a god descending upon the earth, its afterglow swirling around it, illuminating a hope for rebirth.