“Has it begun?”
A deep voice echoed from above.
Fang Li tightly furrowed his brows, enduring the excruciating pain from the expanding wounds, and raised his head to look upward.
There, Sabrac stood atop the surging waves of flames like a surfer, looking down at Fang Li from a commanding position.
“This is my Unrestricted Spell,” Sabrac spoke as if muttering to himself, his voice deep and low. “It’s a spell that allows the wounds left by my attacks to slowly expand over time. Standard remove curse and healing Unrestricted Spells are ineffective against it. Even Flame Haze, under this Unrestricted Spell, can only obediently await the moment of demise. As for you, a human, judging by this bleeding rate, I’m afraid you won’t last three minutes.”
This was Sabrac’s notorious Unrestricted Spell as an assassin. Similar to Akaneiro no Dotou, it was one of Sabrac’s prided techniques.
The most significant characteristic of this immensely powerful Crimson World Crimson Lord was the ability to conceal his figure from the target until launching an unforeseeable terrorist attack. This attack, known as Akaneiro no Dotou, could annihilate everything in its vicinity, showcasing terrifying power.
Ordinary opponents would perish under this attack at the beginning, unable even to catch a glimpse of their assailant’s true identity, meeting their end with resentment.
Even if an opponent miraculously survived the formidable power of Akaneiro no Dotou, they would still be severely injured by the numerous swords mixed within. In such a situation, Sabrac could deliver a fatal blow before the opponent had a chance to readjust their stance.
Even if the opponent somehow managed to survive that, the injuries from the countless swords would continue to expand due to another Unrestricted Spell cast by Sabrac.
This would cause their stamina, endurance, and mental energy to continually decrease, eventually leading to their demise under Sabrac’s pursuit or succumbing to the expanding injuries.
Possessing formidable Third-Rank strength and employing such terrifying combat techniques, Sabrac, the Crimson World Crimson Lord known as the “Kaijin (Destructive Blade),” showcased his frightening prowess.
Even the “Bal Masqué” had to show respect to Sabrac, hiring him through employment contracts as the best proof of their acknowledgment.
“Although I didn’t expect a human to survive my Akaneiro no Dotou, it seems my other Unrestricted Spell is still effective.”
Sabrac stood atop the raging dark red flames, looking down at Fang Li, who knelt on one knee, covered in blood. He solemnly continued, “This is my Unrestricted Spell, Stigma.”
Listening to Sabrac’s somewhat verbose words, Fang Li met his gaze with eyes that, despite the pale complexion due to substantial blood loss, still managed to form a smile.
“Stigma?” Fang Li observed the wounds continuously expanding, blood flowing down his body and dripping onto the ground. After a short while, he muttered, “Although the names are the same, unfortunately, they’re quite different.”
With these words, Fang Li briefly closed his eyes and then suddenly opened them.
His ice-blue Mystic Eyes manifested in his gaze.
However, Fang Li did not look at Sabrac. Instead, he focused on his own body.
The crack-like Death Line appeared instantly in Fang Li’s field of vision.
Fang Li stared at the grim wounds on his body, where small Death Lines slowly emerged.
“This kind of power…”
Fang Li raised Bo Xie in his hand.
“It’s nothing like Stigma!”
The razor-sharp pure white light sword descended without the slightest hesitation, piercing into Fang Li’s body.
“Bang!”
A sudden sound, as if something within Fang Li’s body had shattered, resonated.
At that moment, the Unrestricted Spell applied to Fang Li’s body, as the name suggested, was killed off.
As a result, the continuously deepening wounds on Fang Li’s body suddenly halted.
“Clang!”
Shortly afterward, a gentle radiance blossomed in Fang Li’s other hand, illuminating his entire body. The gruesome scars gradually healed until they completely disappeared.
“What?!” Sabrac’s eyes widened instantly.
The scene before him conveyed the message: his Unrestricted Spell had been broken, and all of Fang Li’s injuries had been completely healed.
It was the radiance emanating from the Jewel tightly held in Fang Li’s hand that achieved this.
“With this…”
Fang Li put away the Healing Jewel, one hand gripping Moonlight Dagger and the other Bo Xie. Gradually standing up, he gazed towards the astonished Sabrac and spoke indifferently, “The situation has returned to square one.”
As Fang Li uttered these words, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.
“——!”
Sabrac instantly reacted and, without hesitation, retreated rapidly.
“Qiang!”
Almost simultaneously, a chilly blade light violently swept across the position where Sabrac had been. It cut through the air, leaving a profound mark.
Only at this moment did Fang Li’s figure slowly reappear. His ice-blue Mystic Eyes focused on Sabrac’s body, and beneath Sabrac’s subtly changed expression, Fang Li swiftly closed the distance.
“Clang!”
A crisp collision sound echoed.
It was the sound of Fang Li’s Moonlight Dagger being blocked in the instant of its descent.
“Clang!”
The second collision sound quickly followed.
Sabrac, sharp as ever, initiated a counterattack but was, in turn, blocked by Fang Li’s Bo Xie.
Fang Li and Sabrac stood facing each other, both wielding weapons and sparks flying in their intense confrontation, their gazes meeting in mid-air.
This was not a favorable situation.
At least, so far, no one had managed to remain calm while directly facing Fang Li’s Mystic Eyes.
Therefore, meeting Sabrac’s bewildered gaze with his ice-blue Mystic Eyes, Fang Li caused a shiver in the Crimson Lord’s heart, disrupting his composure.
Suddenly, Fang Li’s body shimmered with dazzling starlight, causing fragments resembling stars to hover around him, all converging beneath his feet.
“Flashing Dash- Meigetsu!”
In an instant, all the Prana gathered beneath Fang Li’s feet transformed into explosive attack power.
A moonlight-like kick heavily landed on Sabrac’s chest.
“BOOM!”
In a heavy and stifling sound, akin to a tolling bell, Sabrac was sent flying with a roaring force, propelled like a cannonball.
Yet, Fang Li’s figure turned into a phantom in an instant, resembling a meteor chasing after, soaring through the air and instantly catching up with Sabrac.
“Flashing Scabbard- Seven Nights!”
A slash, like an aurora, suddenly appeared.
“Pū Chī!”
And the sound of flesh tearing resonated loudly in the visinity.
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