novelraw Chapter 612 - 274: Symphony of Flesh and Blood (Part 9)
Chapter 612 - 274: Symphony of Flesh and Blood (Part 9)
Their positions perfectly blocked the path between Fang Qingyu and Nvba.
Their stance was self-evident.
The woman’s crimson eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze sweeping across the two who had appeared abruptly, lingering momentarily on the military man as burly as a mountain.
The icy indifference on her face melted away like snow disappearing, vanishing in an instant.
A lazy smile, one that could enchant all beings, once again crept onto her lips, like spring returning to the earth.
She even extended her slender fingers, gently pointing toward Chu below, whose expression remained unfazed, her voice tinged with the perfect touch of grievance:
"She was the one who made the first move just now, you know!"
The smile at the corner of her mouth carried a mischievousness, like a little girl tattling.
"This... can’t be blamed on me."
The burly military man slowly lifted his head at her words.
He did not look at Chu, but stared directly at the unparalleled figure above Han Jie Ming Tuo’s head.
There was no anger or mockery in his eyes, only a calm as if formed by millennia of ice.
Yet this calm carried a heavier weight than any roar could.
He spoke slowly, his voice wasn’t loud, but clear as metal clashing, piercing through the wind and snow.
"Without rules, the circle cannot be perfect."
With every word, the surrounding air seemed to grow heavier.
"This time..."
The military man’s gaze locked unwaveringly on Nvba’s smiling crimson eyes.
"You have crossed the line."
The moment he finished speaking!
His calloused right hand, hanging by his side, slowly rose.
No overwhelming, earth-shattering aura burst forth.
Yet the mere act of raising his palm seemed to draw the weight of the entire world.
In his palm, a spot of pure red light began to coalesce.
The lazy smile on the woman’s face instantly froze.
Deep within her crimson eyes, for the first time, a clear trace of apprehension flickered!
"You...!"
Her red lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something.
However!
At this tense moment, as if a battle between gods was about to erupt in the next heartbeat.
A voice.
Without warning...
Sounded from the ice plain.
"Let’s leave it at that."
The voice did not come from the sky.
But from...
The permafrost beneath Han Jie Ming Tuo, which was shrouded in a massive shadow.
On the relatively flat ice surface created by the standing behemoth...
A shadow!
It had no thickness, no physical form, just a flat blackness.
At this moment...
This shadow defied the Law of light and shadow, disregarding the existence of its body...
Slowly...
"Stood" up!
It was like a black paper figure forcibly lifted, peeling itself from the ice surface, maintaining an upright posture.
Then, it slowly lifted the head, also composed of dense ink.
Its gaze turned towards the opposing sides in the sky.
The incredibly indifferent voice emerged from this two-dimensional "shadow":
"Though she did make a move..."
The shadow’s gaze seemed to fall on the Drought Fiend.
"But her people..."
The shadow paused slightly, as if turning its "head" made of dense ink towards the scorched wound at Han Jie Ming Tuo’s severed limb.
"Were also killed by your people."
The shadow’s voice was devoid of ripples, as if stating a pre-established fact.
"Thus..."
"We are even."
"..."
Deathly silence once again enveloped the ice plain.
The military man’s raised right hand paused slightly, the red light gathered in his palm did not dissipate, but the terrifying aura on the brink of erupting stagnated.
His gaze slowly lowered, falling on the eerie two-dimensional shadow on the ice.
In his eyes, there was an unabashed expression of deep-seated... disgust and revulsion...
As if he was witnessing the most defiled, unworthy existence in the world.
The military man’s brow furrowed tightly, staring at the shadow for a full three seconds.
Ultimately.
Through gritted teeth, he coldly squeezed out one word:
"Scram!"
The shadow seemed oblivious to the malicious gaze and cold rebuke of the military man.
The head composed of dense ink slightly tilted, as if glancing at the woman, nodding ever so slightly.
Then.
The standing two-dimensional black shadow was pressed back onto the ice surface by an invisible hand.
The act of standing was reversed.
Returning to the permafrost covered by the enormous shadow.
It remained the shadow belonging to Han Jie Ming Tuo.
As if the strange scene just now had never occurred.
Nvba watched the spot where the shadow vanished, a complexity flickering deep within her crimson eyes, which soon transformed into laziness once more.
She looked again at the military man and the woman in white beside him, a hint of perfect grievance appearing on her flawless face, like one whose heart had been misunderstood:
"Ah, it’s truly dull..."
She lazily waved her pale hand, as if to disperse some annoyance.
"So I will... be on my way?"
Saying this, her bare feet lightly tapped the void, and beneath her, the enormous Han Jie Ming Tuo, as if receiving an unspoken command, bore the pain of its severed limb and chest, its massive head slowly turning north, lifting its colossal feet, preparing to step forward.
However.
Just as Han Jie Ming Tuo was about to take the first step.
Nvba seemed to remember something suddenly, turning her head once more.
Her crimson eyes, as red as molten lava and filled with endless Starfire, moved past the military man and the woman in white, landing precisely on Fang Qingyu in the distance, whose aura had yet to calm.
On her beautiful face, a demure smile again blossomed, one capable of enchanting all beings.
Her red lips parted gently, her voice languid and melodious, like the whispers between lovers:
"Little one..."
"This time, you got lucky."
"If not for the fact you took care of ’her’ for a while..."
Nvba paused slightly, the smile on her lips deepening, while in her lazy tone, a sudden intent to kill seeped in.