The twilight-colored sword energy, with an unstoppable momentum, violently slashed onto the massive blood-colored ice palm.
"Boom! RUMBLE—!!!"
A deafening explosion echoed through the sky.
The "Extreme Hatred Palm: Nirvana of Infinite Silence," which was capable of freezing souls and annihilating life, shattered with a crash against the twilight sword energy, like ice encountering its nemesis. It exploded from the center into countless blood-colored ice shards that scattered like a beautiful, tragic rain of blood, engulfing the entire battlefield.
Huo Yuhao's blood-red pupils instantly contracted, his composure replaced by shock and fury.
He abruptly turned his head, his gaze stabbing like an ice pick toward Yae Sakura, who was speeding toward him alongside the green lightning.
Yae Sakura landed lightly, her Spirit Blade angled toward the ground. She raised a finger, gently wiping a streak of crimson blood from the corner of her lips. Her expression remained cool and calm, as if she hadn't noticed the implied question and warning that were about to burst from Huo Yuhao's eyes.
"I apologize,"
Her voice was utterly devoid of emotion, "I wasn't able to stop him."
"You...!"
Huo Yuhao's tone was icy, his killing intent almost solidifying.
But just as he was about to lash out, his peripheral vision caught sight of the figure standing in front of Xu Sanshi and the others—Siegfried.
With just one glance, Huo Yuhao forcefully swallowed his words of condemnation.
Siegfried's condition at this moment could only be described as catastrophic!
A monstrously deep gash ran diagonally from his left shoulder all the way down to his right waist, almost cleaving him in two.
The wound was extremely deep, allowing a glimpse of the faintly beating internal organs beneath. Most fatally, pitch-black negative energy was pouring out of the horrible wound like a breached dam—a sign that his core was collapsing and the Servant was on the brink of complete dissipation.
Clearly, to break through Yae Sakura's blockade and return in time, the Dragon-Slayer Hero chose the most brutal method: he used his body to forcefully endure the fatal blow, sacrificing a near-death injury to buy this moment to reverse the battle.
Although driven by hatred, Huo Yuhao retained some rationality.
He could see that this was Siegfried's final, desperate act. In this situation, accusing Yae Sakura of "incompetence" was pointless and could even immediately incur the powerful Servant's displeasure.
He suppressed the raging fury, his face grim.
"Master, are you... alright!"
Siegfried knelt heavily on one knee, kept from collapsing only by the massive Balmung sword he had plunged into the ground.
His voice was hoarse and weak, and with every word he spoke, fresh blood spilled from his mouth.
Yae Sakura's single strike had already severed the foundation of his continued existence.
Even being in the pervasive negative energy environment of Mingdou, the injuries he had sustained were fatal.
His strength was originally comparable to Yae Sakura's; a prolonged battle was inevitable.
But sensing his Master Dai Huabin's mortal danger, he had no choice but to bet everything.
He won the gamble, successfully saving his Master, but the cost was the end of his own journey.
If he could have a quiet environment to recuperate, he might have a chance to recover, but the current situation clearly did not allow it. The battle was far from over.
"Miss Yae!"
Huo Yuhao no longer looked at Siegfried, his voice chilling to the bone.
"Finish this quickly! I do not wish to see any more surprises!"
Yae Sakura was powerful, and Huo Yuhao was willing to show respect, but her attitude was ambiguous and clashed with the Holy Spirit Church. Furthermore, his Servant Hoolay was stronger than Yae Sakura, and with the restraint of Tang Ya, his tone inevitably carried a sense of command.
Before his voice faded, Huo Yuhao's aura surged again.
Extreme coldness mixed with overwhelming resentment furiously gathered. Water molecules in the air instantly condensed, and an immense Great Sword, constructed jointly from pale white bones and blood-colored ice, materialized out of thin air.
Savage blood-colored airflow and frigid Soul Power wrapped around the blade like two monstrous pythons, emanating a despairing aura that could freeze all things and devour light.
"Extreme Resentment Sword: Eternal Night of Darkness!"
Huo Yuhao roared fiercely, his hands grasping the enormous ice-and-bone hilt, and he brought the sword down sharply.
The moment the blood-colored sword light poured forth, his immense Spiritual Power followed, forming a massive dark vortex that adhered to the sword's momentum.
The vortex seemed to connect to eternal, dark nothingness, frantically devouring all surrounding light and sound, plunging the area reached by the sword light into a suffocating, absolute silence and darkness.
This Extreme Hatred Fist, Extreme Hatred Palm, and Extreme Resentment Sword were the three ultimate techniques Huo Yuhao created based on his own understanding, guided by the careful instruction of Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao.
The Extreme Resentment Sword, in particular, was the most powerful killing move among the three, far exceeding the power of the earlier fist and palm techniques.
A fleeting trace of helplessness flashed in Yae Sakura's eyes, but her actions were decisive.
She knew that any further restraint now would inevitably provoke Huo Yuhao's true wrath. While she wasn't afraid, she didn't want the trouble.
She twisted her wrist, and the Spirit Blade: Sakura Fubuki hummed with a clear resonance. A brilliant, peerlessly sharp, hundred-meter blade aura, like the blooming of first cherry blossoms, tore through the air, slashing straight toward the dying Siegfried.
Facing this finishing blow, Siegfried, in silence, used his final reserves of strength to slowly raise the great sword that symbolized his dragon-slaying achievement.
Sizzle—Boom!
Green lightning, even more dazzling than before, violently exploded around him. The tragic and fervent twilight-colored pillar of light again shot into the sky, like the hero's last hot blood, attempting to completely ignite the gloomy firmament.
"Awaken from the Golden Dream—"
"Release yourself from its cradle!!"
"The Evil Dragon—!!!"
"MUST BE DESTROYED!!!!"
"Balmung!!!"
Accompanied by the True Name of the Noble Phantasm, which he chanted with his last breath, the sky was completely dyed a tragic twilight.
The sword energy was no longer a simple beam of light but transformed into a world-splitting, fate-judging Sword of Finality. The torrent of energy contained within it completely surpassed the Anti-Army category, infinitely approaching the Anti-Fortress level of power capable of shaking a city.
This was his final strike, released by burning his core and wagering his very existence.
After this strike, Siegfried, the Dragon-Slayer Hero, would make his final curtain call in this world.
The sword energy, like a world-cleaving blade, pierced straight through the thick cloud layer. A power even greater than the previous Noble Phantasm release was unleashed without reservation upon the war-torn battlefield of Mingdou.
Siegfried knew in his heart that in his current state, merely blocking Yae Sakura was the absolute limit.
And if he were tied down by Yae Sakura, Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya would be enough to kill Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu.
Therefore, he resolutely chose to burn his body and core strength, unleashing the maximum output of his Noble Phantasm.
"Not good! He's gone mad!"
Huo Yuhao's face instantly turned paper-white.
He activated the Blessing of Abundance without hesitation, transforming into a savage, muscular Frost Werewolf.
At the same time, his hands blurred, instantly activating countless defensive Soul Tools that flashed with various colors—Soul Tool Shields, Energy Deflectors, and even the most precious Invincible Barrier.
Layer upon layer of colorful barriers instantly wrapped him up tightly.
During his time in the Holy Spirit Church, Huo Yuhao had not neglected his talent as a Soul Engineer.
With a top-tier Soul Engineer like Ye Xishui, who could even create Tier 10 Soul Tools, guiding him, his growth rate was astonishingly fast.
He could now single-handedly produce Tier 8 Soul Tools.
Coupled with his formidable Spiritual Power and the enhancement of his Spirit Eyes martial soul, Ye Xishui held Huo Yuhao's Soul Engineer talent in extremely high regard, believing he would surpass both Kong Deming and herself someday.
"Higokumaru!"
Yae Sakura's expression also changed drastically. Siegfried's suicidal strike was far more powerful than before. A slight carelessness, and even she might be swept away by this terrifying force.
"Big Sis!"
Higokumaru's voice held a clear panic.
The next moment, flames erupted. A colossal fox, entirely composed of eerie flames, materialized out of thin air, fiercely shielding Yae Sakura beneath its massive body.
A pillar of scorching flame roared toward the sky, attempting to resist the descending Twilight Judgment.
"Little Ya!"
Beibei's eyes were splitting with rage. The bloodline of the Radiant Saint Dragon within him burned without reservation, erupting into dazzling golden lightning.
He transformed into a golden streak of electricity, rushing fearlessly to stand in front of Tang Ya, using his heavily injured body to form the final barricade, his eyes filled only with resolute determination to die.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why did we have to run into such a suicidal madman?!"
In the shadows at the edge of the battlefield, the Scarlet Douluo, Fei Yan, the Holy Spirit Church's Third Enshrinement, stamped her foot repeatedly in panic, barely holding onto her parasol.
She had originally thought that with Huo Yuhao bringing the mysterious and powerful "Little Mei" and the potent Servant Yae Sakura, this mission should not have encountered any danger.
But who could have imagined that Siegfried would be so fierce, going straight for a mutual kill?
Fei Yan was internally suffering and wanted to curse.
Although she was filled with fear and knew she couldn't block Siegfried's suicidal attack, she dared not abandon Huo Yuhao and the others to flee alone.
After all, if Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya died, her fate—having been sent by the Supreme Pontiff to secretly protect them—wouldn't be much better.
"I have no choice but to risk it!"
Fei Yan gritted her teeth, her slender fingers moving rapidly like playing a qin. Countless invisible, crimson puppet threads sank into the void.
Rumble!
A massive Trampler, radiating an ominous aura, descended from the sky like a meteorite, crashing heavily in front of Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya.
At the same time, the surrounding, wandering Vapor-Troopers belonging to the Anti-Matter Legion had their pupils suddenly light up with an eerie red glow. As if controlled by invisible threads, they let out chaotic shrieks and surged forward recklessly like a tide, using their cold bodies to stack up layer upon layer, instantly forming a twisted, writhing barricade composed of countless Vapor-Troopers in front of Huo Yuhao and the others.
The Scarlet Douluo Fei Yan's sinister and unpredictable martial soul was the chilling "Puppeteer."
Her Soul Skills were venomous. Once struck, whether body or spirit, the victim would be reduced to a puppet she could manipulate at will, like a wooden doll on a stage.
However, facing these Vapor-Troopers of the Anti-Matter Legion, she felt an unprecedented difficulty and terror.
These monsters were not living beings. Their spiritual cores were filled with the purest, most insane Will of Destruction—a terrifying power capable of polluting or even annihilating any external consciousness.
Fei Yan had once tried to cautiously probe with a wisp of spiritual power. In that mere instant of contact, the immense will of destruction, intent on dragging all things into finality, burned her soul like a red-hot iron, almost causing her to suffer a spiritual breakdown and total dissipation on the spot.
She could vaguely perceive that behind this destructive torrent stood an even deeper, more unnamable horror—the Annihilation Gang Lord.
Therefore, she could only resort to a lesser option.
Daring not to touch their spirits, she could only manipulate their empty shells.
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