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Chapter 441: The Actors' Battle
Chapter 441: The Actors' Battle
"Wah Wah Wah, let me handle it."
Seeing the situation, Lindsey stepped forward without hesitation.
The actors in the battle had completely immersed themselves in their roles.
They replaced the characters in the story with themselves.
Their martial prowess also approached that of their characters, allowing them to display powers they did not possess in reality.
The actor to Yao Xing's left was playing the role of the Golden Amber Knight.
He swung his longsword, thrusting it toward Yao Xing.
But before the blade could reach the slender waist of the young girl, a grass-green spear pierced the air, suddenly blocking his path.
—What is this?
—An ally of the enemy?
The Golden Amber Knight realized the presence of the enemy.
But Lindsey was faster, outpacing his awareness.
The Venomous Spear twisted upward, deflecting the sword blade and then smashing into the Golden Amber Knight.
"Ugh!"
A formidable force, like being struck by a rhinoceros, surged from the seemingly simple spear.
The Golden Amber Knight lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Lying on his back, he saw only the sky and was about to rise to fight back.
But before he could plant his arms on the ground, the Venomous Spear had already aimed at his body, piercing through it with a hiss, like a stone thrown into water.
The second actor was the Foxtail Knight.
He had been supporting his companion in battle.
Seeing the Golden Amber Knight fall instantly, he roared and lunged at Lindsey.
"Die!"
The Foxtail Knight bent his left knee and straightened his right leg, taking a lunge forward. All his strength converged in the longsword in his hand, and he slashed diagonally, tearing the air behind him.
But Lindsey didn't even bother to draw the spear from the Golden Amber Knight's body.
He calmly watched the sword blade coming at him, not dodging, and moved forward as fast as lightning.
Bang!
It was as if the Foxtail Knight had handed the weapon to him voluntarily.
Lindsey firmly grasped the end of the longsword.
The Foxtail Knight tried to twist the hilt, but the weapon didn't budge, as if locked by an iron clamp.
—My sword?
—Oh no!
In an instant, Lindsey dragged the sword backward.
The Foxtail Knight felt an unimaginable force in his hands.
His martial instincts prevented him from letting go of the weapon, and he was dragged forward by the sword, forced to lean forward.
Swish!
Lindsey's shoe tip loomed large in his vision.
A dull thud followed, and the Foxtail Knight lost consciousness.
...
In less than five seconds.
Of the three Phase 5 enemy actors on the scene, only the Bone Dragon Knight remained.
He was the strongest, and had been engaged in battle with Yao Xing.
But seeing his two companions taken down by Lindsey in an instant, a surge of rage welled up inside him.
In a moment, his longsword moved with great speed and force, temporarily overwhelming Yao Xing.
However, in his eyes, Lindsey was already approaching.
This man's slow steps seemed to be the silent countdown of Death.
"In the Dream Garden, there's a nightly crown of grass, where I once slew a black horse and struck Death with my sword!"
A light song drifted from behind.
In an instant, a black shadow flashed next to the Bone Dragon Knight.
A slender, black longsword pierced through his left rib, then through his body.
The Bone Dragon Knight felt a sharp pain in his chest and fell to the ground, motionless.
"Huff—"
Wah Wah Wah, who had joined the battle, pulled out the black sword and looked at Lindsey:
"How could I let you fight alone?"
The young girl and Lindsey exchanged a smile.
Together, they moved forward, heading toward a group of Phase 3 enemies.
"..."
Yao Xing stood in place, momentarily stunned.
She had never been saved in a battle by a stranger.
She hadn't expected the enemy who had briefly suppressed her to be killed in one strike by Selina.
The disparity of reality almost left her breathless.
With a glimmer in their eyes, a peculiar emotion began to stir within their hearts.
Farther away, two Awakened Beings of the Seventh Stage stood calmly, observing the ongoing battle.
"With Fourth Stage skills, you can effortlessly take down a Fifth Stage performer," one of them said, referring to the ongoing fight.
The Blue Robe, Savat, sighed, "Selina, this child, a new friend, but it's not that simple."
Finbhrum, however, was unfazed, and his tone conveyed a sense of inevitability, "Talented individuals are bound to attract each other."
"A rare treasure like Selina, will naturally attract unique individuals."
Savat curiously asked, "So, what now? You're not planning to let her return to the theater for the performance, right?"
Finbhrum shrugged nonchalantly, spreading his hands, "Whether as a teacher or a boss, it's all the same to me."
"A famous person like her, whether in the theater or outside, can help promote me."
Finbhrum's gaze turned expectant as he looked ahead, "Moreover, with her uniqueness, I'm also very much looking forward to her future."
"Black Tide Island, even as the base for Fallen Artists, their abilities are real and substantial. We can't deny the artistic possibilities here."
Hearing this, the Blue Robe, Savat, became more worried.
The elder sighed, "Ah—"
"We just received news that another Fallen Artist is causing trouble at sea."
"Perhaps it's the remnants of Black Tide Island stirring up trouble again."
Finbhrum, however, remained relaxed, "Without the Eighth Stage artists, what waves can they stir up?"
"..."
The two Awakened Beings conversed casually.
Meanwhile, the battle between the performers reached its climax.
Lindsey and Wah Wah Wah joined forces, effortlessly dispatching the remaining enemies.
At this moment, only Savat remained, surrounded by a mass of paint that had solidified, and within it, he and the actress.
The mass of paint seemed to congeal, slowly flowing like a giant cocoon.
Sounds of a girl's wails seemed to emanate from within.
Swish—
The paint cocoon unfurled, revealing a seven-colored flower bud that bloomed, eventually scattering across the ground.
Savat stood amidst it all, his expression cold.
The actress who had just pounced was now pinned in place, her body pierced in multiple spots, resembling a sacrificial offering.
However, she seemed to feel no pain, her eyes vacant and dazed, as if she had entered a dream.
"..."
A few breaths passed.
The actress's drawn theater gradually faded, and they returned to the real-world theater.
Savat, the Blue Robe, was a front-line Awakened Being.
Even though both were Fifth Stage Awakened Beings, how could they be a match for someone under the influence of Dream Color Elixir?
Crack!
The painter flexed his wrist.
He stepped forward, dragging the actress who had been impaled, now resembling a saint, and grabbed her by the neck, demanding, "Tell me, where is the Kuwait House's young lady!"
"Also, who gave you the guts to do this to the White Star Family!"
(End of Chapter)
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