"Unfortunately, a pair of ill-fated lovebirds, Feng Ying, that foolish person, failed to protect the one he wanted to protect even in death. He won't rest in peace in the netherworld, will he..."
Meihua Q's mocking laughter echoed through the castle.
Qiao Ying's eyes turned bloodshot, accentuating the pallor of her face drained of color. Her murderous intent filled the air, distorting the space around her. With bloodthirsty eyes fixed on Meihua Q, she uttered each word with emphasis, "I want you all to accompany him in death!"
Meihua Q, having achieved his goal of provoking Qiao Ying, began to envision how he would take revenge on her once he captured her.
He casually ordered, "Feng Ying, go kill her."
The clone on the second floor obeyed the command and leaped down, standing in front of Qiao Ying. He gazed at his target without a trace of human emotion in his eyes, his demeanor as cold as a machine.
Yet, this machine had flesh and blood.
Moreover, it contained Feng Ying's genes within it.
Feng Ying wouldn't look at her with such eyes. Qiao Ying, facing the familiar yet unfamiliar clone before her, wasted no time and lunged at the clone of Feng Ying, aiming to end the fight quickly.
Among the members of Shadow Squadron, Feng Ying's strength was second only to Blood Shadow's, and their skills were extremely similar, as they were true disciples of the same master.
Both of them were well aware of each other's abilities.
Driven by anger, Qiao Ying displayed astonishing explosive power, launching fierce and merciless attacks that the clone of Feng Ying struggled to defend against.
His strength was inferior to Blood Shadow's, but he excelled in his lack of emotions and desires, maintaining a calmness unaffected by external factors.
The two engaged in a battle that was difficult to separate.
However, Qiao Ying ultimately had the upper hand in terms of strength. She dodged the clone's attack with a sidestep and followed up with a sweeping kick, causing the clone of Feng Ying to retreat more than ten steps.
Regaining his balance, Feng Ying took out throwing knives as his weapon.
He tightly grasped the knives in his hand, took a step forward, and charged at Qiao Ying once again.
Observing the situation, Meihua Q realized that Qiao Ying's skills were exactly the same as Blood Shadow's, with a similarity that was as if they were the original and the clone.
No wonder JOKER insisted on investigating the relationship between Qiao Ying and Blood Shadow no matter what.
With such resemblance, how could they not be curious?
Meihua Q looked at the battle and said solemnly, "Moon Shadow, why don't you help? What are you standing there for?"
Moon Shadow watched as Qiao Ying gained the upper hand and fell silent for a moment. He slowly drew the dagger from his body and replied, "Understood."
Complex emotions were concealed beneath his icy gaze.
After hesitating for a moment, he joined the battle, joining forces with Feng Ying to confront Qiao Ying.
Moon Shadow's sudden intervention gradually turned the tide against Qiao Ying. With a two-against-one situation, the odds were even.
Both Moon Shadow and Feng Ying wielded weapons, while Qiao Ying fought barehanded. It didn't take long for Qiao Ying to show signs of wear, but Moon Shadow and Feng Ying didn't fare much better.
The three of them fought fiercely.
Qiao Ying dodged Moon Shadow's attack with a tilt of her head, kicked away the dagger thrust by Moon Shadow, and then executed a mid-air spin, evading Feng Ying's assault.
Upon landing, she caught the fallen dagger and engaged in a duel with Feng Ying. With a swift move, she managed to wound Feng Ying temporarily.
With the dagger in hand, Qiao Ying glanced at Moon Shadow, who was clutching his chest on the ground. Gripping the dagger in a reverse grip, her eyes revealed a murderous intent that threatened to overwhelm her rationality.
The fire-fighting assassins emerged from the underground laboratory.
In terms of numbers, Qiao Ying appeared to be at a disadvantage.
After a brief moment of silence, the battle resumed.
Qiao Ying simultaneously engaged Wind Shadow and Moon Shadow while taking care of the other assassins. As each assassin fell under Qiao Ying's blade, the scent of blood began to permeate the castle.
Qiao Ying fought fiercely, like a demon crawling out of hell.
Finally, the situation on the battlefield returned to a two-against-one scenario.
However, Qiao Ying, who was already physically disadvantaged, was rapidly depleting her strength. She, who could have easily dealt with Wind Shadow and Moon Shadow, was gradually struggling.
Taking the initiative, she first incapacitated Moon Shadow temporarily.
Seizing the opportunity, Wind Shadow launched a relentless assault on Qiao Ying, gradually wearing down her strength. His attacks were lethal, executed without hesitation, as if he wanted to take Qiao Ying's life with every strike.
Moon Shadow watched this scene with an indescribable sense of strangeness. In that moment, he saw not clones and Qiao Ying, but Wind Shadow and Blood Shadow.
Everyone in the Shadow Squadron knew the relationship between Wind Shadow and Blood Shadow.
They would betray the Dark Shadows before they would ever betray each other.
Meihua Q's voice resounded solemnly, "Moon Shadow!"
Moon Shadow, still in a daze, joined the battle once again, despite his injuries.
Another round of fighting ensued, with Qiao Ying once again repelling Moon Shadow, but receiving a powerful knee strike from Wind Shadow to her abdomen.
She staggered backward, and in that split second, a long silver chain, which had been lying in wait, shot through the air like a venomous snake, precisely aimed with murderous intent toward Qiao Ying.
As the sound of a blade piercing flesh echoed, blood splattered, and the sharp weapon at the end of the chain pierced through Qiao Ying's shoulder, impaling her.
Seizing the opportunity, Wind Shadow swiftly followed up, sending Qiao Ying flying with a kick, forcibly dislodging the weapon from her shoulder, causing it to return to Meihua Q's hand.
The weapon was covered in barbs, tearing away chunks of flesh as it was forcefully pulled out of her body.
Qiao Ying crashed heavily into the wall, falling to the ground and spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Her clothes on her shoulder were drenched in blood.
Her face turned ashen, her breathing erratic, and cold sweat covered her body.
Never before had she been in such a sorry state.
The cloned Wind Shadow pressed on her relentlessly.
If Wind Shadow knew that one day his clone, created with his own genes, would give everything to kill the person he would risk his life to protect, then he would truly die with his eyes open.
After all, a clone is still a clone. It inherits everything from its source, except for Wind Shadow's feelings towards Blood Shadow.
Qiao Ying struggled to get up from the ground and once again confronted the approaching Wind Shadow.
She never did anything without certainty, even when she possessed strength and confidence. However, the appearance of the cloned Wind Shadow was something she had not anticipated.
Meihua Q said, "Take her down now!"
Moon Shadow hesitated for a moment, but at Meihua Q's command, he once again charged at Qiao Ying.
Before Moon Shadow could reach her, Qiao Ying made a desperate effort and plunged her dagger into Wind Shadow's chest.
Wind Shadow tightly grasped the hand holding the knife, preventing it from going any further, while simultaneously throwing a throwing dart toward Qiao Ying's neck.
At that moment, Meihua Q's chain was once again flung out.
At the end of the chain, a weapon stained with her blood rapidly enlarged in Qiao Ying's eyes, seemingly about to pierce into her eyeball.
Before Qiao Ying could react, a hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the weapon before her.
The tip of the weapon stopped just short of her eyeball.
"Meihua Q, what are you doing?" Moon Shadow asked in a deep voice.
The one holding the weapon was none other than Moon Shadow.
Meihua Q's gaze turned icy. "Let go!"
Moon Shadow remained silent and didn't release it.
"Unfortunately, a pair of ill-fated lovebirds, Feng Ying, that foolish person, failed to protect the one he wanted to protect even in death. He won't rest in peace in the netherworld, will he..."
Meihua Q's mocking laughter echoed through the castle.
Qiao Ying's eyes turned bloodshot, accentuating the pallor of her face drained of color. Her murderous intent filled the air, distorting the space around her. With bloodthirsty eyes fixed on Meihua Q, she uttered each word with emphasis, "I want you all to accompany him in death!"
Meihua Q, having achieved his goal of provoking Qiao Ying, began to envision how he would take revenge on her once he captured her.
He casually ordered, "Feng Ying, go kill her."
The clone on the second floor obeyed the command and leaped down, standing in front of Qiao Ying. He gazed at his target without a trace of human emotion in his eyes, his demeanor as cold as a machine.
Yet, this machine had flesh and blood.
Moreover, it contained Feng Ying's genes within it.
Feng Ying wouldn't look at her with such eyes. Qiao Ying, facing the familiar yet unfamiliar clone before her, wasted no time and lunged at the clone of Feng Ying, aiming to end the fight quickly.
Among the members of Shadow Squadron, Feng Ying's strength was second only to Blood Shadow's, and their skills were extremely similar, as they were true disciples of the same master.
Both of them were well aware of each other's abilities.
Driven by anger, Qiao Ying displayed astonishing explosive power, launching fierce and merciless attacks that the clone of Feng Ying struggled to defend against.
His strength was inferior to Blood Shadow's, but he excelled in his lack of emotions and desires, maintaining a calmness unaffected by external factors.
The two engaged in a battle that was difficult to separate.
However, Qiao Ying ultimately had the upper hand in terms of strength. She dodged the clone's attack with a sidestep and followed up with a sweeping kick, causing the clone of Feng Ying to retreat more than ten steps.
Regaining his balance, Feng Ying took out throwing knives as his weapon.
He tightly grasped the knives in his hand, took a step forward, and charged at Qiao Ying once again.
Observing the situation, Meihua Q realized that Qiao Ying's skills were exactly the same as Blood Shadow's, with a similarity that was as if they were the original and the clone.
No wonder JOKER insisted on investigating the relationship between Qiao Ying and Blood Shadow no matter what.
With such resemblance, how could they not be curious?
Meihua Q looked at the battle and said solemnly, "Moon Shadow, why don't you help? What are you standing there for?"
Moon Shadow watched as Qiao Ying gained the upper hand and fell silent for a moment. He slowly drew the dagger from his body and replied, "Understood."
Complex emotions were concealed beneath his icy gaze.
After hesitating for a moment, he joined the battle, joining forces with Feng Ying to confront Qiao Ying.
Moon Shadow's sudden intervention gradually turned the tide against Qiao Ying. With a two-against-one situation, the odds were even.
Both Moon Shadow and Feng Ying wielded weapons, while Qiao Ying fought barehanded. It didn't take long for Qiao Ying to show signs of wear, but Moon Shadow and Feng Ying didn't fare much better.
The three of them fought fiercely.
Qiao Ying dodged Moon Shadow's attack with a tilt of her head, kicked away the dagger thrust by Moon Shadow, and then executed a mid-air spin, evading Feng Ying's assault.
Upon landing, she caught the fallen dagger and engaged in a duel with Feng Ying. With a swift move, she managed to wound Feng Ying temporarily.
With the dagger in hand, Qiao Ying glanced at Moon Shadow, who was clutching his chest on the ground. Gripping the dagger in a reverse grip, her eyes revealed a murderous intent that threatened to overwhelm her rationality.
The fire-fighting assassins emerged from the underground laboratory.
In terms of numbers, Qiao Ying appeared to be at a disadvantage.
After a brief moment of silence, the battle resumed.
Qiao Ying simultaneously engaged Wind Shadow and Moon Shadow while taking care of the other assassins. As each assassin fell under Qiao Ying's blade, the scent of blood began to permeate the castle.
Qiao Ying fought fiercely, like a demon crawling out of hell.
Finally, the situation on the battlefield returned to a two-against-one scenario.
However, Qiao Ying, who was already physically disadvantaged, was rapidly depleting her strength. She, who could have easily dealt with Wind Shadow and Moon Shadow, was gradually struggling.
Taking the initiative, she first incapacitated Moon Shadow temporarily.
Seizing the opportunity, Wind Shadow launched a relentless assault on Qiao Ying, gradually wearing down her strength. His attacks were lethal, executed without hesitation, as if he wanted to take Qiao Ying's life with every strike.
Moon Shadow watched this scene with an indescribable sense of strangeness. In that moment, he saw not clones and Qiao Ying, but Wind Shadow and Blood Shadow.
Everyone in the Shadow Squadron knew the relationship between Wind Shadow and Blood Shadow.
They would betray the Dark Shadows before they would ever betray each other.
Meihua Q's voice resounded solemnly, "Moon Shadow!"
Moon Shadow, still in a daze, joined the battle once again, despite his injuries.
Another round of fighting ensued, with Qiao Ying once again repelling Moon Shadow, but receiving a powerful knee strike from Wind Shadow to her abdomen.
She staggered backward, and in that split second, a long silver chain, which had been lying in wait, shot through the air like a venomous snake, precisely aimed with murderous intent toward Qiao Ying.
As the sound of a blade piercing flesh echoed, blood splattered, and the sharp weapon at the end of the chain pierced through Qiao Ying's shoulder, impaling her.
Seizing the opportunity, Wind Shadow swiftly followed up, sending Qiao Ying flying with a kick, forcibly dislodging the weapon from her shoulder, causing it to return to Meihua Q's hand.
The weapon was covered in barbs, tearing away chunks of flesh as it was forcefully pulled out of her body.
Qiao Ying crashed heavily into the wall, falling to the ground and spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Her clothes on her shoulder were drenched in blood.
Her face turned ashen, her breathing erratic, and cold sweat covered her body.
Never before had she been in such a sorry state.
The cloned Wind Shadow pressed on her relentlessly.
If Wind Shadow knew that one day his clone, created with his own genes, would give everything to kill the person he would risk his life to protect, then he would truly die with his eyes open.
After all, a clone is still a clone. It inherits everything from its source, except for Wind Shadow's feelings towards Blood Shadow.
Qiao Ying struggled to get up from the ground and once again confronted the approaching Wind Shadow.
She never did anything without certainty, even when she possessed strength and confidence. However, the appearance of the cloned Wind Shadow was something she had not anticipated.
Meihua Q said, "Take her down now!"
Moon Shadow hesitated for a moment, but at Meihua Q's command, he once again charged at Qiao Ying.
Before Moon Shadow could reach her, Qiao Ying made a desperate effort and plunged her dagger into Wind Shadow's chest.
Wind Shadow tightly grasped the hand holding the knife, preventing it from going any further, while simultaneously throwing a throwing dart toward Qiao Ying's neck.
At that moment, Meihua Q's chain was once again flung out.
At the end of the chain, a weapon stained with her blood rapidly enlarged in Qiao Ying's eyes, seemingly about to pierce into her eyeball.
Before Qiao Ying could react, a hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the weapon before her.
The tip of the weapon stopped just short of her eyeball.
"Meihua Q, what are you doing?" Moon Shadow asked in a deep voice.
The one holding the weapon was none other than Moon Shadow.
Meihua Q's gaze turned icy. "Let go!"
Moon Shadow remained silent and didn't release it.
