"Die for me!"
Alaya roared, the Rosha bloodline fully erupting, as black wings unfurled behind her and a Rakshasa phantom appeared.
The longsword in her hand glowed with black light, entwined with a destructive aura. "Swish, swish, swish," three strikes marked black trails aiming at Cainâs throat, heart, and Dantian, each deadly.
Though her Holy Blood martial techniques hadnât reached their full success, they excelled in their eerie cleverness, especially in speed, so fast that Cain found it difficult to catch.
Seeing this, Crowne no longer held back, raising both hands high above his head.
"Ice Prison!"
With a low shout, countless ice spikes protruded from the ground like a torrential rain towards Cain, simultaneously forming a chilling barrier of ice around him, limiting his movements.
Even more terrifying was that these ice spikes carried "Silent Cold Qi" enhanced by bloodline, which could freeze spiritual energy upon penetrating the body.
Beside him, Cheng Zhou elevated his Thunder spiritual energy to the extreme, turning the purple lightning around his Thunder Saber into a giant thunder dragon, wielding it fiercely at Cain.
Roar~
The thunder dragon let out a deafening roar, opening its giant maw, charged with a cataclysmic momentum biting at Cain.
The lightning around the thunder dragon formed an electric web, not only paralyzing foes but disrupting spiritual energy perception, preventing Cain from precisely tracking the Thunder Saberâs path.
Facing the trioâs trump attacks, Cain let out a deep growl, condensing his Gold spiritual energy into a thick golden shield around him while swiftly waving his short sword, drawing numerous gold sword shadows, fending off the Rakshasa phantom and ice spikes.
"Clang!"
The thunder dragon collided with the golden shield, emitting a deafening sound as cracks appeared on the shieldâs surface, pushing Cain back a few steps by the intense impact.
He wanted to explain, to tell them he too had been tricked, but each time he tried to speak, Alayaâs sword forced him to focus entirely on defense, leaving no opportunity to talk.
Cainâs expression grew extremely grave.
He was originally a Tier Seven Nine Stars expert of the Golden Bloodline; had it been alone against Crowne and Cheng Zhou, even if they joined forces, he could easily handle them, confident enough to kill them both.
But the addition of the Rakshasa woman, an unforeseen "variable," turned the situation upside down.
Her level may only be roughly Tier Seven Two Stars, yet her Holy Bloodâs speed advantage always allowed her to block his path with precision during his evasions or counterattacks, tying his hands every time he tried to act.
"I must retreat!"
Cain had only one thought, seizing a gap where his Gold spiritual energy again erupted, stabbing his short sword towards Crowneâs Ice Prison phantom, aiming to break through and find a chance to break out.
But suddenly, a terrifying aura approached rapidly from afarâa killing intent engulfed in might that halted the wind and snow across the snowy plain instantly.
Alaya, Crowne, and Cheng Zhouâs faces changed dramatically, terror reflected in their eyes.
"Itâs... the Military Lord!"
Cheng Zhouâs voice trembled, all color drained from his face.
Inzaghi Luohoâs presence was unmistakable to them!
But the arrival of the Military Lord brought not relief but greater fearâthe secret of the Ice Gate had been leaked, the sealing team abducted, and the Military Lord arriving means accountability, making punishment for them inevitable.
Cainâs face turned pallid instantly, the terror overwhelming like a sea of blood, shuddering him to the core.
"Asura!"
He immediately understood, the Asura from the Luoho Clan must be here, and much stronger than the Rakshasa woman.
Within three breaths, a red figure seemed to teleport into the battlefield.
The man, clad in black battle armor, had an ugly, menacing visage, surrounded by dense blood-colored spiritual energy, merely standing there suffocated everyone with air reeking of blood.
It was none other than Inzaghi Luoho, the Military Lord of Shattered Soul Ice Valley!
Inzaghi glanced over the battlefield, finally fixing his gaze on Alaya and the trio, his tone icy: "Which of you three can give me an explanation."
Alaya and the others were too occupied fighting Cain to notify Inzaghi Luoho, but the other Tier Six Guards informed him the instant the battle broke out.
Upon hearing, he rushed at his fastest pace.
"Military Lord."
Alayaâs voice trembled, attempting to explain, but Cain abruptly turned and ran.
The Asuraâs murderous dominance was notorious across the Empire.
Targeted and set up, for Cain it was hopeless; the truth irrelevant as he had already been deemed an accomplice, and no matter the clarifications, under Asuraâs tyrannical conduct, he would be battered first without even a chance to speak.
Hence, escaping was his top priority.
"Trying to run!"
Inzaghi Luohoâs eyes flared with bloody killing intent, making the surrounding air thick and piercingly cold.
His right hand grasped the air, conjuring a longsword rich with blood-red color, its blade intertwined with strands of Asura Evil Qi, instantly dropping the snowy plainâs temperature upon its emergence.
"Slash!"
Inzaghi lunged the blade forward, sending a blood-red sword qi of dozens of meters long slicing towards Cainâs back with the might of severing the heavens and earth.
Cainâs pupils contracted, his hair standing on end, instinctively pushing his Gold spiritual energy to its limit, instantly forming a heavy golden shieldâa shield once withstood the combined assault of Alaya and the othersâbut now, before the blood-red sword qi, it was like paper.