A Core Ship From The Start
/ A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 733 – Chapter 733 Chapter 537 Go Head–to
Chapter 733: Chapter 537: Go Head-to-Head_1 Chapter 733: Chapter 537: Go Head-to-Head_1 The obsidian sword is raised high, tearing through the darkness, swinging towards Mary.
However, the sword didn't hit its target. The Golden Pupil had already captured the path of the sword as Shirley lunged, and almost simultaneously, Mary's body began to move unwillingly. She turned her body to the left in an arc, her left foot naturally stepping forward, dodging Shirley's attack.
“Shirley! Stop!!”
It seemed that Mary's cry couldn't halt Shirley, again tightening her grip on the dark sword, thrusting it forward. At that moment, Mary's right hand reached into the void and felt a wave of heat rise from her fingertips. Simultaneously, a Pure White Blade materialized from the void, mirroring Shirley's, held in Mary's hand.
“What is…?”
Seeing the Pure White Blade in her hand, as delicate as a newborn sprout, Mary was taken aback, but quickly, she noticed the ring on her right finger – the Evil-Expelling Artifact Duanmu Huai had once given her. At this time, the ring was radiating a dazzling light.
“Clang! Clang! Clang!!!”
The black and white swords intersected and collided, but neither was able to find an opening.
“Please, Shirley! Drop the sword, don't come any closer to me!”
Though Mary was crying out, resisting, she felt as if the Golden Pupil had completely controlled her body. Under its control, Mary repeatedly dodged Shirley's attacks while instinctively swinging her sword to counter. But this was not what she wanted. She didn't wish to run this sword through her friend; she just hoped to get away with Shirley!
“Shirley——–!”
However, Mary's pleas were in vain, and Shirley's voice became sharp.
“Don't direct your sword—-at me!”
Shirley accelerated, attacking again with a speed barely visible to the human eye. However, none of this evaded the capture of the Golden Pupil. The Twin Swords intersected, collided, and amidst the path of these clashes, an unknown laughter arose.
“Hahahaha! Sword against sword, human against human. What a farce, what a ridiculous scenario.”
At the pinnacle of immense darkness, a man wearing French court jester clothes and a mask was standing there. He raised his hands, watching the females' strife below with interest.
“In the end, darkness is approaching, and Chernus of the shadows will engulf this world! Let the curtain fall on this grand drama composed of young girls!”
However, at that moment, a cold, deep voice suddenly sounded.
“Let's be honest, an Outer God playing with a little girl's feelings is a little cheap, isn't it?”
As soon as his words were over, the next moment, a cold, sharp staff suddenly emerged from behind the jester, aiming for his neck. The jester's body spun around, dissolving into a breeze and disappearing into the darkness, only to appear again on the other side. Duanmu Huai stepped out with the staff in his hand, gazing at the jester before him with cold, indifferent eyes.
“To put it mildly, just go and lure those stupid scholars, mad magicians, and mentally ill artists, instead of bothering a teenage girl. Isn't it a bit low?”
Duanmu Huai played with the staff in his hand and looked back at the jester, who, under his gaze, posed dramatically.
“The girl twisted the darkness and came to the Tartar Gate, made a pact with me. The girl made a choice, and that's enough.”
“Huh, you speak reasonably, but what's it to do with me?”
Duanmu Huai tightened his grip on the staff and pounded it hard on the ground. With his action, the entire space seemed to tremble at that moment.
“Listen well, you bastard, the Tribunal won't buy your tricks. Rules? Order? Trades? Sorry, you don't decide, we do. Actions like yours, luring teenage girls who don't have full criminal responsibility… Sorry, the Tribunal deems your transaction invalid!”
Looking at the jester in front of him, Duanmu Huai made a disgusted face. To be honest, he didn't like this kind of evil act that duped children. Acting a little bit like a teenager, it's normal to fantasize, isn't it? Didn't he use to swing a thick wooden stick around shouting, “The key filled with dark power…”?
Followed by some impressive lines like “The world is going to be destroyed, and I will be immortal”.
You're just looking for loopholes. It's really disgusting. You just felt like you couldn't win and started playing foul.
It's like asking teenagers around the world if they want to witness the end of the world, and then being ecstatic to learn that ninety percent of them do, using this as evidence that humans all want to commit suicide—-Isn't that ridiculous?
“Oh? Is that so? You surprised me, so what do you plan to do?”
“Is that even a question?”
In response to the jester's question, Duanmu Huai laughed.
“You'll know soon enough, die, Heretic!”
The next moment, he held the staff tightly, lunging at the jester.
The battle is still ongoing.
“Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!!!”
Chapter end
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