Chapter 63 Black Calamity: Three Slashes... Enough.
Above the sky, after Little Gray rescued Mimi, he looked at the amber radiating scorching flames with a face full of confusion.
Just then, Calypso, who had disappeared earlier, reappeared before everyone's eyes.
She slowly began to speak, explaining to everyone:
"This is the remnant of the Titan's flame of romance."
Not only that, he also revealed a shocking fact to everyone—Calypso is actually the Titan of Reason, Cersis!
Everyone suddenly realized that they had already met Cesis in person.
All the twists and turns they encountered along the way were tests that Cecis had set up for Little Grey Fur and Little Butterfly.
Little Grey Hair, Little Butterfly, and the others wanted to take away Cecily's embers.
However, Ceres had already divided the fire into three parts.
One portion was hidden inside this scorching amber, another was in the flower in Little Gray Fur's hand, and the last portion was inside Xia's body.
Now, only by finding Na Ke Xia and piecing together the three pieces of the fire seed can we perhaps revive her.
Meanwhile, the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden is being frantically destroyed by a black-clad swordsman.
The black-clad swordsman was incredibly powerful. Only when Ceres pieced together the three sparks into a complete spark, possessing all the power of the Titans, could he possibly fight him.
Little Grey Hair, Little Butterfly, and the others must buy enough time for Serhith!
The black-clad swordsman who forced so many scholars of the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden to retreat must possess unfathomable strength.
But in order to bring back the fire, they had to work with Cesis to defeat the black-clad swordsman.
Despite their reluctance, Xiao Huimao and Tian turned around and resolutely stepped into the perilous battlefield to support Xia Ke.
Before even reaching the main battlefield, the group saw countless monster corpses along the way.
It is easy to imagine how fierce the battle ahead must have been.
They followed the afterimage left by Xia at that moment, moving forward.
Along the way, they witnessed even bloodier battlefields.
The corpses of the enemy, as well as the corpse of the wise man of the Tree Garden, lay scattered on the ground, a truly gruesome sight.
Along the way, those illusory figures of that summer also left behind a few intermittent sounds.
"Oh... I can't see anymore..."
"It's alright... as long as this body is placed in the center of the formation..."
"For Onpharos... die with me, Titan!"
This left everyone wondering: could the enemy also be a Titan? Or a Titan twisted by the Black Tide?
We have finally arrived at the Throne of Enlightenment.
Everyone immediately saw a black-clad swordsman standing proudly on the throne.
Before him, on the throne, Xia Jing sat quietly, her breath weak, as if she were almost dead...
Upon seeing this, Mimi's expression turned incredibly fierce, and she hissed, "Ah..."
Xia Die's expression instantly turned extremely serious, and she said in a deep voice:
"Cersei was right, he really is here."
Tian put her hands on her hips, looked at the other person warily, and asked, "Who is that guy in the black robe...?"
Mimi's voice was filled with deep fear, and her body was trembling slightly:
"This person, it is the source of that scent, that memory... no, it is the memory itself!"
Mimi slowly closed her eyes, as if sensing something.
A scene of utter devastation seemed to appear before her eyes.
A beautiful fairyland was engulfed in flames, and a pink-haired girl was mercilessly torn apart by the sword in his hand.
"A burning fairyland, a shattered sun, and..."
"...slaughter, death, and destruction."
Xia Die's expression grew increasingly serious. She stepped forward and said in a solemn voice:
"Everyone, get ready..."
"It must be the hunter that Ceris, the Titan of Reason, spoke of earlier, the one that emerged from the Black Tide—"
"A black sword and a cloak…"
"The owner of that tattered veil... brought the north wind of the Death Mist of the Titan of Cenatos!"
Just then, the black-robed swordsman slowly turned his head.
The masked face swept coldly over them, and the voice, tinged with a stutter, spoke each word clearly:
"Not... a demigod."
"Step back. Or die."
Just one glance from him and Mimi instantly felt a terror that went straight to her bones.
She quickly warned everyone, "Everyone...run!"
"Only we...only we can't beat it..."
Seeing Mimi's intense reaction, everyone knew that she must have used the power of time to see more terrifying things about this black-robed swordsman.
Little Gray Fur also took a step back, his face showing a look of reluctance, and said with a bitter expression:
"Is it too late to escape now...?"
Xia Die shook her head firmly, her eyes sharp as knives:
"It has found us… We must try to buy Ceres as much time as possible."
Tian's voice trembled slightly, but she still put her hands on her hips and mustered her courage to encourage everyone:
"Tian will protect everyone too, Tian is very brave!"
This black-clad swordsman who destroyed the Divine Tree Court was someone even Sersis admitted was difficult to defeat.
Especially when he saw that Xia had used every means possible under his sword, yet still could not escape the fate of dying.
The shadow of death immediately loomed over everyone's hearts.
They all felt that this black-clad swordsman was definitely not someone they could easily defeat.
If they were to fight him to the death, they would remain on this battlefield forever.
Xia Die looked at the little gray-haired boy, gently placed her hand on her chest, and said in an extremely solemn tone:
"Your Mightiness..."
"Only this time...may 'death' defend us!"
The black-robed swordsman noticed that Little Gray Hair and the others were reluctant to leave.
He suddenly turned around, his robes fluttering behind him like a lurking beast, staring intently at Little Gray Hair, Tian, and Xia Die.
Little Gray didn't dare to be careless and quickly pulled out his baseball bat, ready for battle.
Xia Die also said to the two of them in a deep voice, "Be careful."
Her gaze was firm as she slowly raised her left hand.
A purplish-black liquid flowed slowly from her palm, clearly indicating that she was preparing to unleash the power of death.
The black-clad swordsman merely glanced at Xia Die indifferently, uttering two words in a hoarse voice:
"One strike."
In an instant, a terrifying energy vortex suddenly appeared beside Xia Die.
A transparent, illusory figure in purplish-gray color shot out from the vortex.
That figure looked almost exactly like the black-robed swordsman!
It's his clone.
In an instant, he rushed to Xia Die's side.
The sharp sword in his hand, carrying a fierce killing intent, slashed down fiercely towards Xia Die!
This sword strike not only abruptly interrupted Xia Die's ability to summon the power of death, but also caused her to suffer severe injuries.
Xia Die's face showed pain as she staggered backward!
Her eyes were filled with disbelief; she never imagined that the black-clad swordsman before her was so powerful!
Seeing that Xia Die was injured, Tian and Little Grey Fur rushed over to help her.
But Xia Die's gaze was fixed on the black-clad swordsman.
She saw the figure of the black-clad swordsman rushing towards Tian.
Xia Die wanted to warn Tian to get away quickly.
Before she could even turn her face toward Tian, the black-clad swordsman had already rushed in front of her.
The hoarse voice rang out again, cold and piercing:
"Second cut".
The sharp sword in his hand, whistling through the air, slashed fiercely at Tian's body.
Tian's body flew backward rapidly, like a kite with a broken string.
However, after gritting her teeth and regaining her balance, Tian charged forward again without hesitation!
Little Gray Fur quickly caught the butterfly that had been knocked away by the black-clad swordsman, looking at her with a face full of worry.
Just then, the black-clad swordsman slowly drew his sword.
The sword exuded a dense, grayish-purple aura of death, sending chills down one's spine.
The moment he swung his longsword, a powerful aura of death erupted from his body like a tsunami.
Little Gray Fur didn't dare to be careless and immediately grabbed his baseball bat, standing in front of Xia Die.
Her clothes and hair fluttered wildly in the terrifying aura emanating from the black-clad swordsman.
Her gaze was firm, her teeth clenched tightly, and there was no sign of backing down in her eyes.
It was as if they were about to face a battle from which they were certain to die!
The black-clad swordsman, unhurried, slowly pointed his long black sword at Little Gray Hair, his voice still hoarse and stammering as he spoke:
"Three cuts...that's enough."
As Xia Die sensed the suffocatingly terrifying aura emanating from the black-clad swordsman, a storm raged within her.
Such a person, after being twisted by the Black Tide, has become so powerful.
In his lifetime, he must have been an incredibly powerful being, comparable to a demigod!
However, despite his extensive reading, Xia Die had never heard of such a person in the world.
Her voice was weak as she couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly are you?"
However, the other side did not respond. They launched an attack.
Both Xia Die and Tian were seriously injured.
Seeing this, Little Gray Hair disregarded everything else and charged towards the black-clad swordsman with his baseball bat.
Then, everyone witnessed just how terrifying this black-robed swordsman truly was.
His attacks were not only incredibly fierce and deadly, but he could also summon countless clones to tightly entangle Little Gray Hair.
The little gray-haired boy struggled immensely against him, barely managing to parry.
Xia Die and Tian below watched with growing anxiety, secretly hoping that Cesis could quickly piece the three pieces of fire together.
If a complete Titan is present at that time, perhaps they will have a glimmer of hope!
Just then, Little Gray finally succumbed to the opponent's relentless barrage of attacks.
He was sent flying by the blow, crashing heavily to the ground and tumbling twice before he managed to brake with his knees and regain his balance.
Seeing Little Gray Fur's defeat, Xia Die's gaze became even more serious, and a hint of determination even flashed in her eyes.
Despite her battered and bruised body and the excruciating pain, she summoned the scythe in her hand.
Upon seeing this, the black-clad swordsman seemed to curl a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, he no longer used the black sword in his hand, but instead summoned a crescent-shaped staff, pointing it at Xiaodie in the distance.
Just then, Xia Die's gaze suddenly shifted.
The black-clad swordsman, who was preparing to attack the three injured people below, was suddenly pierced through the chest by a hand!
That hand was also emitting a silvery-blue light, like flames.
A mysterious magic circle slowly formed in the palm of his hand.
Countless sharp fragments shot out from the magic circle, all heading towards the black-clad swordsman's chest!
A thick layer of green smoke immediately erupted from the scene.
The black-clad swordsman let out a muffled groan and jumped off the throne in utter disarray.
His chest was burning with silver-blue flames, and he was panting heavily, looking like he was seriously injured.
"Hehehehe..."
Just then, Xia, who was on the throne, suddenly let out a low laugh.
Then, he slowly clenched his fist, uttering a sound that combined the sounds of Thatcher and Serhith:
"It wasn't a fatal blow..."
"Indeed, you are no ordinary person."
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