Mo Yun Tian's face turned from green to white.
Wasn't it fate? Ye Feng was the one he led troops to attack, and now it was Ye Feng's daughter he was present for.
At this moment, a series of explosions sounded again. Countless brilliant fireworks, trailing long smoke, attacked. Bai Cha's eyes turned blood red, and with a flick of her whip, she shattered these cannonballs once more.
Giant waves churned, the sea roared, and the spreading waves instantly overwhelmed those in the distance holding various devices, leaving them sprawled on the ground groaning.
"If anyone moves again, don't blame me for being impolite!" Bai Cha roared.
"Xiao Bai, don't be like this. They are here to slay the evil dragon, how can you harm them?" Mo Zi Ye was instantly anxious, "How can you side with her? You are going too far, how can you..."
"Mo Zi Ye, shut up! Fan Tian is not dead yet! Asmodius is not an evil dragon." Bai Cha, unable to bear it any longer, struck out with her palm, a blood-red palm print rushing forward.
Michael and Uriel quickly stepped forward, but even so, both holy dragons were forced back several steps by this palm strike.
Bai Cha was truly enraged. She had worked with Asmodius before, and in their chat group, she often used her phone to reply to Fan Tian's messages. When they were researching the formation to deal with the Dragon Mother, Asmodius had also been a great help.
During those days, she, Athena, and Asmodius had gotten along very well. Their tastes differed greatly, and their personalities were all unique, but their values were similar, and their thoughts often aligned. Although they hadn't spent much time together, Bai Cha truly regarded Asmodius as a friend.
"Xiao Bai! You are from country Z, and the person in front of you is an out-of-control demonic dragon. How can you also lose your mind!" Mo Zi Ye said anxiously.
"Pfft!" Mo Zi Ye's words were interrupted by Asmodius's snort. Asmodius truly couldn't hold back, looking at Mo Zi Ye as if he were an idiot.
"How ridiculous. To think I initially felt you were so passionate in pursuing Bai Cha, perhaps even worthy of her to some extent." Asmodius almost laughed himself to death, "I should retract my previous thoughts. Your love is truly cheap. Among so many admirers, you are the most lacking in class."
Everyone knew that Mo Zi Ye, the young crown prince of the光明 faction in country Z, was infatuated with Bai Cha, the leader of the 影子 faction, and was pursuing her madly. This was not only due to the previous news about Jun Yao but also because of the break area during the World Competition.
Whenever someone visited the country Z break area, they could see Mo Zi Ye clinging to Bai Cha, either fetching tea and water or chattering incessantly, unaffected by rejections. Even if Bai Cha didn't want to eat, they would see Mo Zi Ye holding a large pile of food and approaching her.
Therefore, everyone also knew that Bai Cha had two obsessive, overt pursuers: Freya and Mo Zi Ye. The situation had only eased when Bai Cha started returning to the break area less frequently, thus mitigating the pincer attack.
"Hey! What do you mean by that!" Mo Zi Ye immediately bristled. In the past, he was somewhat naive, like a golden retriever puppy just appearing in this world. Now, after two years of refinement, he had a few mature edges but still couldn't keep his temper.
"Me? I mean nothing. I just feel I was very foolish before, to have even compared you to Freya. You truly don't deserve it." Asmodius spat disdainfully, "Your love cannot overcome reality, cannot overcome your stance, cannot overcome factions, and cannot overcome gossip... It's truly laughable, but foolish."
"Asmodius." Bai Cha interrupted Asmodius, frowning. "We have plenty of ways to avenge Fan Tian. Don't be impulsive now."
"I am not impulsive. I am very calm right now." Asmodius smiled faintly, looking at Fan Tian in her arms with a tender expression. "I have killed everyone who might be related to this matter, so no matter what, I cannot go back. It's a pity a few escaped, but I don't believe they could run that fast, escaping from my large-scale lock-on..."
Asmodius looked up at Bai Cha. Bai Cha immediately felt a warning bell ringing in her heart. Almost simultaneously, purple-black electricity collided with the sea of blood, and both struck at almost the same time.
The sea of blood churned, rising higher and higher like a tsunami, while the purple electric snakes were no less formidable. The first one was only as thick as a thigh, but the second one, like a giant ancient tree, struck straight down. Numerous lightning bolts twisted together, transforming into a colossal lightning dragon that fiercely collided with the sea of blood.
The lightning dragon was ferocious, breaking through the sea of blood in a few strikes. However, the sea of blood was equally unyielding, surging back and fiercely crushing the lightning dragon.
The waves swept down, stopping in mid-air to form a blood pool. Countless blood clones separated one after another from the blood pool. The faces of these blood clones were blurred, only vaguely resembling women in clothes, holding blood-red daggers as they rushed towards Asmodius.
"Myriad Shadow Overlap Kill."
As Bai Cha moved, these blood clones slowly raised their daggers and thrust forward.
Their thrusts appeared extremely slow, yet they made Asmodius feel nowhere to hide. It wasn't that the thrusts were slow, but that there were too many of them, making it seem as if each movement was in slow motion.
So strong.
Asmodius had never fought Bai Cha before. Last time, during the World Competition, she and Fan Tian hadn't cooperated proficiently, resulting in only eighth place. This time, fighting Bai Cha again, Asmodius clearly perceived the gap between them.
How could she be so strong? Not only was her power immense, but the evil and strange aura of her blood also made him struggle to breathe.
"Thank you."
Asmodius retreated a few steps, looking apologetically at Bai Cha, whose clothes were already stained red with blood from her injuries.
Bai Cha hadn't used her full strength. Asmodius's lightning was too powerful, and Bai Cha had deliberately guided it towards the ground, incinerating the few remaining stragglers.
But this came at a cost. Not using her full strength meant that Bai Cha's entire left hand was now numb, and she could only vaguely feel blood seeping out, a tickling sensation.
"Those people are dead. If you truly intend to continue, then our battle will commence." There was pain in Bai Cha's eyes, but she still stood tall and firm.
"Of course, I am prepared. The obsession of a demonic dragon is not easily dispelled." Asmodius smiled. "However, thank you anyway."
"Blood Rain!"
"Lightning Thousand Birds!"
Asmodius twisted her slender waist, nimbly dodging the blood-colored raindrops. With a casual wave, countless electric lights transformed into swallows, pitter-pattering, charging towards the blood-colored raindrops, like steel needles striking on steel, producing a piercing sound.
Asmodius finally broke free and retreated a distance. With a sweep of her long arm, a purple giant dragon, three times thicker than before, reappeared and collided with Bai Cha's sea of blood again.
Bai Cha's eyes narrowed slightly. With a lift of her jade finger, a crystal-clear drop of blood hovered at her fingertip. Bai Cha gathered her strength and flicked it forcefully. The crystal-clear drop of blood shot out like a dart, piercing directly through the purple lightning.
Like a needle dropped into water, it met no resistance.
A drop of water can pierce stone; snatching chestnuts from the fire.
Sufficiently concentrated power, combined with extreme speed, could penetrate strong forces and achieve unexpected results. This move was extremely useful at this moment. Asmodius felt the aura of death envelop her. Upon seeing the insignificant drop of blood, it had already reached her.
Too late.
The drop of blood entered the body without pain.
Instead of entering Asmodius's body, the drop of blood pierced through Fan Tian's chest.
Bai Cha's eyes widened. Fan Tian, who was already close to death, had actually broken free from Asmodius's embrace and stood in front of her.
"Fan Tian!"
Bai Cha and Asmodius shouted in unison.
"No, you can't... fight..." Fan Tian's eyes were still somewhat hazy, but there was a hint of clarity. Bai Cha's heart sank, knowing this was likely his final moment of lucidity.
"Fan Tian, Fan Tian... I'm sorry." Asmodius embraced Fan Tian, tears streaming down her face. The mature, alluring succubus was now crying like a newborn child. "I couldn't protect you. How can I live without you? If you leave, how can I go on living."
"You mustn't, hate this world." Fan Tian seemed to have fully awakened. He hugged Asmodius and gently kissed her, blinking and making a disgusted expression. "After tears, the kiss doesn't taste sweet anymore."
Asmodius quickly wiped away her tears. Her heart was shattered, but she could only hold her beloved tightly, venting her grief and love.
She couldn't understand why this had happened.
He was so pure, so good, with no malice towards anything, why had he become like this?
Did God take good people to heaven, leaving the world as a hell mixed with sin?
The sea of blood changed, and the lightning also changed.
The area, already torn apart by the fierce battle between the two powerhouses, instantly transformed into a wheat field.
The wheat waves rolled, a golden tide emitting a golden fluorescence in the darkness. Each ear of wheat was so full, golden, and dazzlingly beautiful.
As if sensing what Fan Tian was about to do, Asmodius sighed softly and smiled indulgently. The two embraced in the wheat field. Asmodius's aura gradually weakened, while Fan Tian's grew stronger.
Beside them, Mo Zi Ye and others in the distance still wanted to attack. Bai Cha's expression turned grim as the blood water directly repelled these ignorant people.
"Get lost!" Bai Cha roared.
Asmodius sacrificed all her strength to Fan Tian, while Fan Tian burned that strength to create these wheat fields, much like Leviathan and Mammon. Even knowing that this would disappear after his death, Fan Tian stubbornly created this mirage.
And Asmodius, as always, doted on her beloved, kissing him passionately, just as she had when he was eighteen.
"Amun, look, isn't it beautiful." Fan Tian's body was stiffening. His life was nearing its end, yet he stubbornly picked up Asmodius on his back, carrying her.
"It's beautiful."
Asmodius was completely devoid of her earlier frenzy, acting docile like a cat, nestled on Fan Tian's back.
So warm.
Asmodius remembered that when Fan Tian was young, he was only the size of a bean. However, she had emerged from the embryo looking like a mature woman. She often carried the little boy like this, on the way to school, on missions, or on the way home, carrying him from childhood to adulthood.
When did that bean-sized child's shoulders become so broad that he could carry her?
"See how strong I am? I can still do this small thing," Fan Tian said proudly. "This is the pure land I was talking about."
"Yes, you are truly amazing," Asmodius chuckled, her eyes full of happiness this time.
"Amun, let's go together. In the next life, let's be ordinary people." Fan Tian's eyes were dimming. "We, we want wheat fields like this..."
"Okay." Asmodius's voice also grew fainter. They sacrificed themselves, burned themselves. "Humans are truly foolish. She is too, and so are you."
"Yes, I think so too."