Facing Song Ling's fierce assault, the Black Blood Princess showed no fear.
She cut her wrist, and black blood flowed out, forming a pure black longsword, which she then ferociously slashed at the bloodthirsty vines.
The longsword severed only one vine, and from the severed end, rapid wilting began. Within a dozen seconds, the entire bloodthirsty vine withered away.
Song Ling's lips twitched. He would have been more at ease dealing with a stronger opponent like the 'Toad Prince,' but the Black Blood Princess's abilities were simply too much of a counter to him.
His abilities were all related to plants, yet the Black Blood Princess's power was precisely most effective against plants. It was likely for this reason that the 'royalty' of Fairy Tale Town had sent her to watch him.
Despite being wary of her, he had still been followed by her without his knowledge.
However, even with his attributes being countered, Song Ling was not without a fighting chance against the Black Blood Princess. While she was dealing with the vines, he had already made his preparations.
Several giant plants had grown around them: giant peas capable of firing pea-shooter projectiles, giant pitcher plants with grasping tendrils, and bright red cherries that could explode...
Wen Wen watched from the side with great interest. The Black Blood Princess was one thing, but Song Ling's battles were practically a joke.
If some game developer saw his abilities, a tower defense game based on them would surely be a bestseller.
"Little Colt, look, aren't the battles between these two interesting? How about we just chat about romance instead? Fighting is so tiring. You're a symbol of good fortune in legends, so why be so unseemly fighting and killing..."
Wen Wen shifted his gaze from the battlefield to the unicorn that was prancing its hooves, preparing to charge at him, and chattered on.
He wasn't afraid of fighting; in fact, he craved it. But he really didn't want to fight when the lines between friend and foe were blurred. After all, despite all that Song Ling had told him, he still didn't trust him.
However, his wish to remain uninvolved was met with scorn by the unicorn. In its view, all men deserved to die, and timid men like Wen Wen, who looked like they were always plotting mischief, deserved to die a particularly miserable death.
Wen Wen shrugged helplessly. He wanted to observe the battle from the sidelines, but this beast insisted on fighting, so he was willing to oblige.
He had already turned an angel into a honeycomb; what was one more unicorn?
Before the unicorn could attack, Wen Wen directly drew his short sword from its ornate scabbard and thrust it towards the unicorn.
A sharp sword energy carrying white light surged towards the unicorn, but the unicorn merely lowered its head slightly, impaling the sword energy with its spiraling horn, instantly piercing it.
"A unicorn's horn is indestructible... I've learned something new."
Afterward, the unicorn lowered its head towards Wen Wen, aiming its long horn at him, and began to charge.
As it ran faster and faster, streaks of white light appeared around its body. These streaks of light formed a massive cone, with the unicorn's horn as the tip.
Wen Wen unleashed several more sword energies, but they failed to pierce the cone of white light. He had no choice but to fly up.
To his surprise, the unicorn also took to the air, stepping on the air itself, and its speed increased even further.
"This thing looks beautiful, but it's incredibly troublesome." Sudan Novel Network
As Wen Wen played a game of cat and mouse with the unicorn, he recalled the information he had read about unicorns. During his time at the headquarters, he had indeed learned a great deal.
A unicorn's horn was indestructible, its charge unstoppable, it could be immune to light-based energy and poison attacks of the same level, and it could also manipulate 'rainbow'-like energy to attack enemies.
Wen Wen had already witnessed its horn and charge, and its immunity to light energy made it difficult for his angelic constitution to be effective.
However, if it were only this, Wen Wen should have been able to handle it fairly easily. Now, he was eager to see what its rainbow manipulation ability was like.
Wen Wen took a deep breath, gripped his short sword with both hands, focused all his strength into this one strike, then raised his hand high and brought it down with immense force onto the charging white cone.
This time, Wen Wen used one of the five stances from the Nameless Sword Art: Mountain Splitting Style!
There was no dazzling sword energy, no astonishing speed, and no pinpoint accuracy for a one-hit kill. All that existed was the union of his entire being—his strength, his spirit, and his will—to execute a strike with maximum power!
After the collision, a deafening roar erupted from the immense energy impact.
The unicorn let out a pained cry and fell from the sky. Its long horn was intact, but the skin on its head was completely cracked.
The last time its head was stained red, it was with someone else's blood; this time, its skull gleamed silver—it was its own blood!
Wen Wen was also not unharmed. His hand trembled slightly, and a chip appeared on his short sword. The unicorn's charge was becoming increasingly powerful. Wen Wen had dodged for a while, allowing the unicorn to accumulate a significant amount of energy.
In this clash, neither side emerged unscathed, but Wen Wen held a slight advantage.
"A long sword is more useful when using sword techniques... I should consider getting one."
After landing on the ground, the unicorn looked at Wen Wen with unwillingness, then turned around and presented its massive hindquarters to Wen Wen.
Wen Wen looked at it in confusion, unsure of what it intended to do, and then saw it let out a loud fart.
Yes, a very loud fart, like thunder.
But what came out of the fart was not a foul odor, but a radiant rainbow! (ps1)
"You, you, you beast, to fart a rainbow at me!" Wen Wen's lips trembled with anger. He felt this was a profound insult.
With its back to Wen Wen, the unicorn began to twitch its tail, and the rainbow then whipped towards Wen Wen like a giant lash.
Facing this bizarre whip, Wen Wen didn't even put up a proper resistance, merely fleeing in a clumsy manner. He certainly didn't want to be hit by a beast's flatulence.
The more he fled, the more dejected Wen Wen felt. To be chased by a beast's fart, he had never suffered such indignity.
"I recall the unicorn's weakness is... filth! Conveniently, I have a weapon that symbolizes filth. Beast, you are doomed!"
With this thought, Wen Wen offered the unicorn a sympathetic smile.
Even for a monster, being killed by a butcher's knife was too cruel...
He lightly snapped his fingers, and a knife, slightly larger than a normal pig-slaughtering knife, appeared in his hand. With a gentle wave of his hand, it even produced a sound of air being cleaved.
"Even a butcher's knife feels more comfortable to use than my short sword. It seems it's time to find a better weapon. There's still a huge gap between the rune short sword I crafted myself and true super-powered weapons."
Looking at Wen Wen wielding the butcher's knife, the unicorn cautiously stopped. It instinctively sensed that the knife was not something good.