Chapter 381: Elemental Angel
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Chapter 381: Elemental Angel
White Dew, who was facing off Lilia, wasn’t in the mood to smile.
Dressed in a quaint, classy long dress, she raised both hands and manipulated countless purple droplets to bury Lilia, daring not to relax for a second.
At first, White Dew had vehemently disagreed when Fresh Snow said that she wanted to help Gao Yang.
Spectres and monsters had always stayed out of each other’s way, but she could never convince her little sister, and if Gao Yang died, how was her sister going to find another food source?
Spring had also been paying attention to what was happening tonight and had Waking Insects keeping an eye out in secret. When he learned that the leader of the pride monsters had become one with Lilia, the awakener, and that they were planning to kill all awakeners and humans alike with X’s cooperation, Spring could no longer stay on the sidelines.
Awakeners were food to Spectres. Even though the current members of the Spectres could survive for another two to three years without eating or drinking, they would be awaiting their death afterwards should all awakeners get slaughtered.
Depriving someone of their food was akin to killing one’s parents!
Thus, Spring made the order for the Spectres to join the fight.
However, Spring only wished to prevent the pride monsters’ scheme from coming into fruition, and he was only going to ensure that awakeners and humans wouldn’t go extinct.
He didn’t want a total war with elite monsters. It was in the Spectres’ best interest for monsters and humans to keep each other in check.
White Dew knew that pride monsters were stronger than she was, and she had readied herself for the worst-case scenario.
When she saw Lilia and sensed the strange tremendous energy from her, though, she realized she had underestimated the matter.
No, this monster can’t be allowed to live!
The Mist Burial lasted half a minute and was coming to an end. Above the center of the crossroad, a large puff of purple mist rose.
“Hah!”
White Dew’s long hair and the hem of her dress flew. Red light radiated from her two eyes as she lifted both her hands with force.
The pool on the road rose and morphed into two purple water dragons. Howling, they hovered and intertwined, surrounding the pride monster in the purple mist.
“Twin Dragons Playing Pearls!”
White Dew didn’t pull back at all, using her full force.
The two giant purple dragons clawed and bit at each other, grappling.
Clang!
Purple energy rippled outward, rushing along the two perpendicular roads.
When the purple smoke dispersed, a violet crystal tombstone as large as the screen of a theater was erected at the center of the road. In the heart of it was Lilia, frozen like an insect accidentally trapped by purple amber.
—Is this it?
White Dew’s chest heaved under the red palace dress, a drop of sweat streaking down her delicate, beautiful fair face.
Lilia’s feet had sunk down as well, as if someone had hammered her into the ground inch by inch like a stake.
Gao Yang, Fresh Snow, and White Dew felt the great pressure. It increased gradually with Lilia at the center before spreading in all directions.
Gao Yang teleported Fresh Snow to a safe distance.
White Dew quickly jumped backward as well.
Sensing the source of the pressure, Lilia looked up with great difficulty by wrapping a layer of elements around herself. There, hovering in the air was a little boy with large eyes, wearing a black tuxedo and a red bowtie, his silver hair combed neatly with a middle part. He splayed his hands at Lilia, his expression grave.
It was Spring, the patriarch of the Spectres.
In a clear, composed voice, he said, “If you refuse to let us be, there’s no reason for us to let you live.”
His red eyes radiated a blinding light as his hair and clothes fluttered, flying upward. His bowtie fell off his collars and flew into the sky.
From under his feet, a tremendous energy poured.
“Heavenly Might!”
Clang!
Another wave of great pressure weighed down on Lilia and the road around her, doubly powerful.
Lilia could no longer lift her head. With her head bowed, she was forced to drop to one knee. She shuddered as she struggled to stand up, trying to escape the forcefield.
Clang.
The pressure doubled again.
The ground continued to sink down as the cracks in the area continued to deepen. Like an earthquake had hit, the glass windows of all the buildings on the sides of the road shattered, and the walls crumbled.
Clink.
Lilia’s elemental wings shattered into particles.
Clang.
The pressure doubled once more.
The center of the road sank completely, forming a crater. Lilia collapsed and was pushed into the depth at the heart of it, her clothes long torn to pieces, and even the elemental power wrapping around her was caving.
“Fresh Snow!” Spring shouted from up in the air.
“Watch me, Gao Yang!” Fresh Snow shot Gao Yang a confident smile before jumping into the crater.
In an instant, a translucent green orb appeared around her. Fresh Snow’s left eye turned from crimson to a dark green.
The green orb took her slowly to the heart of the crater, ignoring the gravitational pull that had been increased several thousands times.
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Chapter 381: Elemental Angel
White Dew, who was facing off Lilia, wasn’t in the mood to smile.
Dressed in a quaint, classy long dress, she raised both hands and manipulated countless purple droplets to bury Lilia, daring not to relax for a second.
At first, White Dew had vehemently disagreed when Fresh Snow said that she wanted to help Gao Yang.
Spectres and monsters had always stayed out of each other’s way, but she could never convince her little sister, and if Gao Yang died, how was her sister going to find another food source?
Spring had also been paying attention to what was happening tonight and had Waking Insects keeping an eye out in secret. When he learned that the leader of the pride monsters had become one with Lilia, the awakener, and that they were planning to kill all awakeners and humans alike with X’s cooperation, Spring could no longer stay on the sidelines.
Awakeners were food to Spectres. Even though the current members of the Spectres could survive for another two to three years without eating or drinking, they would be awaiting their death afterwards should all awakeners get slaughtered.
Depriving someone of their food was akin to killing one’s parents!
Thus, Spring made the order for the Spectres to join the fight.
However, Spring only wished to prevent the pride monsters’ scheme from coming into fruition, and he was only going to ensure that awakeners and humans wouldn’t go extinct.
He didn’t want a total war with elite monsters. It was in the Spectres’ best interest for monsters and humans to keep each other in check.
White Dew knew that pride monsters were stronger than she was, and she had readied herself for the worst-case scenario.
When she saw Lilia and sensed the strange tremendous energy from her, though, she realized she had underestimated the matter.
No, this monster can’t be allowed to live!
The Mist Burial lasted half a minute and was coming to an end. Above the center of the crossroad, a large puff of purple mist rose.
“Hah!”
White Dew’s long hair and the hem of her dress flew. Red light radiated from her two eyes as she lifted both her hands with force.
The pool on the road rose and morphed into two purple water dragons. Howling, they hovered and intertwined, surrounding the pride monster in the purple mist.
“Twin Dragons Playing Pearls!”
White Dew didn’t pull back at all, using her full force.
The two giant purple dragons clawed and bit at each other, grappling.
Clang!
Purple energy rippled outward, rushing along the two perpendicular roads.
When the purple smoke dispersed, a violet crystal tombstone as large as the screen of a theater was erected at the center of the road. In the heart of it was Lilia, frozen like an insect accidentally trapped by purple amber.
—Is this it?
White Dew’s chest heaved under the red palace dress, a drop of sweat streaking down her delicate, beautiful fair face.
Lilia’s feet had sunk down as well, as if someone had hammered her into the ground inch by inch like a stake.
Gao Yang, Fresh Snow, and White Dew felt the great pressure. It increased gradually with Lilia at the center before spreading in all directions.
Gao Yang teleported Fresh Snow to a safe distance.
White Dew quickly jumped backward as well.
Sensing the source of the pressure, Lilia looked up with great difficulty by wrapping a layer of elements around herself. There, hovering in the air was a little boy with large eyes, wearing a black tuxedo and a red bowtie, his silver hair combed neatly with a middle part. He splayed his hands at Lilia, his expression grave.
It was Spring, the patriarch of the Spectres.
In a clear, composed voice, he said, “If you refuse to let us be, there’s no reason for us to let you live.”
His red eyes radiated a blinding light as his hair and clothes fluttered, flying upward. His bowtie fell off his collars and flew into the sky.
From under his feet, a tremendous energy poured.
“Heavenly Might!”
Clang!
Another wave of great pressure weighed down on Lilia and the road around her, doubly powerful.
Lilia could no longer lift her head. With her head bowed, she was forced to drop to one knee. She shuddered as she struggled to stand up, trying to escape the forcefield.
Clang.
The pressure doubled again.
The ground continued to sink down as the cracks in the area continued to deepen. Like an earthquake had hit, the glass windows of all the buildings on the sides of the road shattered, and the walls crumbled.
Clink.
Lilia’s elemental wings shattered into particles.
Clang.
The pressure doubled once more.
The center of the road sank completely, forming a crater. Lilia collapsed and was pushed into the depth at the heart of it, her clothes long torn to pieces, and even the elemental power wrapping around her was caving.
“Fresh Snow!” Spring shouted from up in the air.
“Watch me, Gao Yang!” Fresh Snow shot Gao Yang a confident smile before jumping into the crater.
In an instant, a translucent green orb appeared around her. Fresh Snow’s left eye turned from crimson to a dark green.
The green orb took her slowly to the heart of the crater, ignoring the gravitational pull that had been increased several thousands times.
Chapter 381: Elemental Angel White Dew, who was facing off Lilia, wasn't in the mood to smile. Dressed in a quaint, classy long dress, she raised both hands and manipulated countless purple droplets to bury Lilia, daring not to relax for a second. At first, White Dew had vehemently disagreed when Fresh Snow said that she wanted to help Gao Yang. Spectres and monsters had always stayed out of each other's way, but she could never convince her little sister, and if Gao Yang died, how was her sister going to find another food source? Spring had also been paying attention to what was happening tonight and had Waking Insects keeping an eye out in secret. When he learned that the leader of the pride monsters had become one with Lilia, the awakener, and that they were planning to kill all awakeners and humans alike with X's cooperation, Spring could no longer stay on the sidelines. Awakeners were food to Spectres. Even though the current members of the Spectres could survive for another two to three years without eating or drinking, they would be awaiting their death afterwards should all awakeners get slaughtered. Depriving someone of their food was akin to killing one's parents! Thus, Spring made the order for the Spectres to join the fight. However, Spring only wished to prevent the pride monsters' scheme from coming into fruition, and he was only going to ensure that awakeners and humans wouldn't go extinct. He didn't want a total war with elite monsters. It was in the Spectres' best interest for monsters and humans to keep each other in check. White Dew knew that pride monsters were stronger than she was, and she had readied herself for the worst-case scenario. When she saw Lilia and sensed the strange tremendous energy from her, though, she realized she had underestimated the matter. No, this monster can't be allowed to live! The Mist Burial lasted half a minute and was coming to an end. Above the center of the crossroad, a large puff of purple mist rose. Hah! White Dew's long hair and the hem of her dress flew. Red light radiated from her two eyes as she lifted both her hands with force. The pool on the road rose and morphed into two purple water dragons. Howling, they hovered and intertwined, surrounding the pride monster in the purple mist. Twin Dragons Playing Pearls! White Dew didn't pull back at all, using her full force. The two giant purple dragons clawed and bit at each other, grappling. Clang! Purple energy rippled outward, rushing along the two perpendicular roads. When the purple smoke dispersed, a violet crystal tombstone as large as the screen of a theater was erected at the center of the road. In the heart of it was Lilia, frozen like an insect accidentally trapped by purple amber. Is this it? White Dew's chest heaved under the red palace dress, a drop of sweat streaking down her delicate, beautiful fair face. Lilia's feet had sunk down as well, as if someone had hammered her into the ground inch by inch like a stake. Gao Yang, Fresh Snow, and White Dew felt the great pressure. It increased gradually with Lilia at the center before spreading in all directions. Gao Yang teleported Fresh Snow to a safe distance. White Dew quickly jumped backward as well. Sensing the source of the pressure, Lilia looked up with great difficulty by wrapping a layer of elements around herself. There, hovering in the air was a little boy with large eyes, wearing a black tuxedo and a red bowtie, his silver hair combed neatly with a middle part. He splayed his hands at Lilia, his expression grave. It was Spring, the patriarch of the Spectres. In a clear, composed voice, he said, If you refuse to let us be, there's no reason for us to let you live. His red eyes radiated a blinding light as his hair and clothes fluttered, flying upward. His bowtie fell off his collars and flew into the sky. From under his feet, a tremendous energy poured. Heavenly Might! Clang! Another wave of great pressure weighed down on Lilia and the road around her, doubly powerful. Lilia could no longer lift her head. With her head bowed, she was forced to drop to one knee. She shuddered as she struggled to stand up, trying to escape the forcefield. Clang. The pressure doubled again. The ground continued to sink down as the cracks in the area continued to deepen. Like an earthquake had hit, the glass windows of all the buildings on the sides of the road shattered, and the walls crumbled. Clink. Lilia's elemental wings shattered into particles. Clang. The pressure doubled once more. The center of the road sank completely, forming a crater. Lilia collapsed and was pushed into the depth at the heart of it, her clothes long torn to pieces, and even the elemental power wrapping around her was caving. Fresh Snow! Spring shouted from up in the air. Watch me, Gao Yang! Fresh Snow shot Gao Yang a confident smile before jumping into the crater. In an instant, a translucent green orb appeared around her. Fresh Snow's left eye turned from crimson to a dark green. The green orb took her slowly to the heart of the crater, ignoring the gravitational pull that had been increased several thousands times.
