Chapter 635: Pseudo-Palm Galaxy
Chapter 635: Pseudo-Palm Galaxy
"...'
Giselle frowned slightly, plucking out one of her own hairs and waving it towards the door. Strangely, she encountered no resistance whatsoever, and the hair remained completely intact.
She paused, then raised her hand and reached towards the door, only to find that she still touched nothing and extended her hand out the door without any hindrance.
After hesitating for a moment,
Giselle turned to Bombietta and said, "Are you toying with me, little Bombietta?"
He didn't sense anything unusual here and couldn't touch anything at all. It was only that Bombietta had just done something strange, so her first thought was that Bombietta was deliberately putting on an act to mock him.
"It seems the barrier here has no effect on you at all."
Bombietta took a breath, her eyes shifting rapidly as she recalled Feng Ye's previous warning to her, advising her to give up any thoughts of seeking help from others.
Unless something unexpected happened, she indeed couldn't convey any messages out. But now, the unexpected had occurred—Giselle and the others had appeared here, seemingly unaffected by the barrier—
This must be the unexpected twist!
After a brief hesitation, Bombietta took a deep breath and looked firmly at Giselle, deciding to confide in her. She quickly and roughly explained the situation regarding Feng Ye, omitting the parts about herself and simply stating that she had been imprisoned here.
"A Fallen Quencher comparable to a Star Cross Knight has imprisoned you here?"
Giselle's expression turned to one of bewilderment, as if she had just heard nonsense. She stared at Bombietta for a few seconds and said, "You're not pulling my leg, are you, little Bombietta?"
Bombietta looked straight at Giselle and replied, "Do I look like I'm joking? And even if I dared to mock you, I wouldn't dare to toy with the Star Cross Knights."
"...That's true."
Giselle tilted her head.
Bombietta was essentially asking her to report the situation here to the Star Cross Knights. If this turned out to be a lie, Bombietta would have to face the wrath of the Star Cross Knights. Even as the young lady of a noble family, she couldn't afford to incur their anger.
"In that case, we shouldn't linger here any longer."
Giselle waved her fingers near the main door again but still couldn't sense the barrier. It was likely a power unrelated to the Quenchers, perhaps an ability from another source.
She turned to her knight subordinates and ordered, "Let's go. Leave this place."
"Yes!"
The knights immediately obeyed and swiftly exited through the main door.
Giselle turned back to Bombietta and said, "I can't detect this barrier at all, and it's impossible for me to take you out of here. I'll have to go and ask the Star Cross Knights to come to your rescue, little Bombietta. Please endure a little longer."
"Mmm..."
Bombietta nodded.
But.
Just then, something utterly unexpected happened.
Giselle suddenly reached out and sent forth her hand. The badge on her wrist instantly transformed into a gleaming spiritual blade, piercing straight through Bombietta's chest. Blood spurted out in an instant.
Bombietta's eyes widened in shock and disbelief as she stared at Giselle. Coughing up blood, she took two steps back and slumped against the wall.
"You... why...?"
"After being missing for so long and then imprisoned by a Fallen Quencher, you're as good as dead, don't you think? I'm sure you understand what I mean, little Bombietta."
Tilting her head, Giselle wore a smile as she cheerfully continued, "There are far too many people who wouldn't want to see a Star Cross Knight emerge from the Bombietta family. Even if it's just a slim chance, it's better to eliminate the possibility altogether."
"I'll return with the Star Cross Knights and kill that Fallen Quencher to avenge you, so please die here first."
After saying this, the spiritual blade in Giselle's hand dissipated into light.
Clutching her chest where she had been impaled, Bombietta glared at Giselle, her eyes gradually filling with anger. Mustering her strength, she suddenly stood up and threw a punch at Giselle.
"Bastard!"
Buzz!!!
Although it was a crude and savage attack, as Bombietta threw the punch, she manipulated her spiritual particles, causing them to rapidly converge and form a ball of white light.
This punch took Giselle completely by surprise. He never expected Bombietta to launch a counterattack with her heart shattered and a fatal injury inflicted. Moreover, he was astonished to find that Bombietta's control over spiritual particles had reached the level of a Knight Captain, matching his own.
Bang!
Caught off guard, Giselle's cheek was struck by the punch. However, he only took a step back and tilted his head slightly to the side, seemingly unharmed.
On his cheek where the punch had landed, one could see tiny veins appearing, filled with densely packed spiritual particles that formed a sturdy defense.
Static Blood Array!
A Quencher's ultimate defense, achieved by infusing spiritual particles into their veins!
"To be able to counter-attack even with a fatal injury and to have such control over spiritual particles... I'm impressed, little Bombietta. Your talent is indeed fearsome. If you had passed the Knight's assessment, you would have soon become a Knight Captain like me."
Giselle took two steps back and regarded Bombietta with a look of surprise, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Bombietta glared at Giselle, her teeth clenched tightly as she said through gritted teeth:
"Static Blood Array.
As her words fell...
Giselle raised her left hand, and the badge once again extended, releasing a large amount of spirit particles that converged into a sharp spiritual blade, slashing towards Bombietta.
Bombietta's eyes were filled with anger and hatred as she gritted her teeth and lifted her left hand, causing a large number of spirit particles to gather and forcibly condense into the shape of a spiritual blade, facing Giselle.
Clang!!
The two spiritual blades collided.
Giselle held a genuine Star-Chaptered spiritual blade, no different from a real blade, capable of rivaling a Zanpakuto. In contrast, Bombietta's blade was hastily and forcibly condensed from spirit particles, falling far short of the quality of Giselle's blade.
Like cutting through rotten wood, Bombietta's spiritual blade was instantly severed, and Giselle's blade relentlessly slashed towards her, intending to cut her in half.
But at that moment...
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Bombietta, raising a finger and pointing it at the descending spiritual blade.
Ding!!!
A crisp sword ring reverberated as the spiritual blade made contact with the plain-looking finger, violently vibrating before encountering something incredibly resilient and forming inch-long cracks that rapidly spread, eventually shattering the blade.
"How is this possible..."
Giselle exclaimed in shock, stumbling back two steps as she looked at her shattered spiritual blade in disbelief, her eyes widening as she turned towards the figure that had appeared.
Feng Ye slowly retracted his finger and gazed at Giselle, his tone gentle as he said, "Although it's just a toy, it's not something anyone can touch as they please."
Bombietta froze.
She stared blankly at Feng Ye's figure standing before her.
Just as she was dazed, Feng Ye turned to look at her and said, "Didn't I tell you that trying to seek help from others would be futile?"
"...Yes."
Bombietta's expression faltered, and she spoke with difficulty.
Hiss!
As her words fell, Feng Ye flicked his finger, and her left arm was silently severed at the shoulder, blood dripping from the detached limb.
The pain from her severed arm caused Bombietta's expression to tighten, and she let out a slight cry of pain, staggering back a step. However, her eyes held no anger or hatred towards Feng Ye.
Instead...
There was a hint of another emotion.
Having her arm cut off was Feng Ye's punishment, and there might be more torment to come, but compared to being sliced in half by Giselle, she would rather endure Feng Ye's punishment.
The reason was simple—Feng Ye had the qualifications to punish her, but Giselle was utterly unworthy and nothing more than a despicable and venomous rat!
Swoosh!!
In the next moment...
Without any hesitation, Giselle used Feilian Feet and leaped out from the wall, fleeing into the distance.
That single strike had convinced her that Feng Ye was indeed a Fallen Quencher comparable to a Star Cross Knight, and staying to fight him would be suicidal.
Flee!
Flee was the only option!
Seeing Giselle escape, the knights glanced at each other and immediately followed suit, sprinting away into the distance without any hesitation.
"Are you just going to run without a word?"
Feng Ye looked calmly towards the door and took a few steps forward before extending his hand.
Buzz!!!
His outstretched right hand began to grow, swelling with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a massive hand several meters in size, reaching out and covering the distant fugitives.
In just a short breath, Feng Ye's right hand had become a gigantic palm, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
Among the ninja techniques, the Shadow Clone Technique allowed Feng Ye to exhibit a completely different level of ability.
This was an ability of another realm—
Palm Galaxy!
Feng Ye could even transform his hand into a size comparable to the sun, grasp the entire Earth like a glass bead, and then casually flick it into the distant starry river!
"Wh-What kind of power is this..."
"No, don't..."
Seeing the colossal hand bearing down on them, Giselle's eyes widened in horror, fear evident in the depths of her eyes. She tried to resist, but the spirit particles she released were effortlessly crushed.
The enormous palm clenched, and along with Giselle, the other fleeing knights were caught within it, like tiny floating creatures trapped by a giant hand. The surging spirit particles violently crushed them, turning them into mere scraps.
Swoosh!!
After obliterating Giselle and the others, the gigantic hand swiftly retracted, returning to Feng Ye's ordinary-looking palm, which he gently lowered.
Only Bombietta remained in the room, standing there in a daze, clutching her severed shoulder.
(End of Chapter)
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