Abnormal Moon

What exactly is going on?

Is he a magician or something?

But didn't he gain the approval of the Black Furnace Demon Sword?

Although there have been some people in history who were witches or magicians but were recognized by the Pure Star Blaze Armament, the Pure Stars that these witches and magicians received were actually the kind of Pure Stars with very low recognition thresholds. For example, the Black Furnace Demon Sword is a very aloof demon sword with extremely high requirements for recognizing a master, and it is absolutely impossible for it to recognize a magician as its master!

How did he do that?!

"What? So the Moon of Water can't break down energy bodies?"

Roy laughed as he swung the Black Furnace Demon Sword with all his might, slashing and burning the tangled ball of yarn in front of him.

He had already cut off part of the line in front of him, and after burning another part, a gap was suddenly revealed in front of him.

He thought that the Moon of Water could even decompose energy bodies, so he specially prepared a dozen automatic defense-type rune papers, intending to use the quantity to buy time if they could be decomposed.

However, Wu Mao had already used the Water Moon, yet the simple barrier around him did not dissipate. It seems that the Water Moon cannot decompose energy bodies, but only matter.

That makes sense, otherwise the Moon of Water would be too invincible.

Roy took a step and leaped out through the gap in front of him.

Arakne Spider Silk possesses extraordinary stickiness; once caught, escape is impossible. However, it seems to share the same problem as Water Moon: it can only stick to matter, not energy.

"You've tried, so it's time to die!"

Roy glanced at Wu Mao, whose face was filled with disbelief, and smiled slightly before taking a step.

He shrank back to earth and seemed to arrive in front of Wumao in an instant, slashing down with a light blade.

Wu Mao's face was grim. He quickly shook the barbarian bell in his right hand, and the deep sound of vibration resounded through the air once again.

But this time he wasn't so lucky. Roy flashed his blade, and Yalos's barbarian bell seemed to let out a mournful cry, its sound suddenly becoming sharp and losing its brilliance in the blink of an eye.

Faced with the impending threat of death, Wu Mao couldn't help but take a step back.

Roy took a step forward and swung his sword again.

The sword flashed.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The body was decapitated, and its head fell to the ground with a thud.

The severed neck was charred black, with no blood flowing out, and it even emitted a slight burnt smell.

"call."

Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Wu Mao is a complete prop enthusiast, the props he carries are quite troublesome, forcing him to even use runes. Fortunately, no one saw him use runes, so his identity should not be exposed.

Are you really alright?

Only after the battle ended did Sylvia walk over with a look of amazement on her face. Her crystal-clear eyes looked Roy up and down with a hint of concern and a touch of disbelief.

Even she didn't know how Roy had managed to break through that seemingly inescapable predicament.

Not a single hair on his head was hurt.

Roy stretched his body, and felt incredibly good.

Although he was quite frightened throughout, he only suffered because he didn't know the functions of these pure stars. Once he was prepared, he could defend himself quite well. The only direct attack he took was a single blow from Yalos's Barbarian Bell within a meter, but his physical strength was off the charts, and this attack couldn't even scratch him.

"It's incredible."

Sylvia walked up to Roy with admiration, and after examining him closely for a while, she realized that what he said was true; he really did not have a single scar on his body.

"It seems you didn't use your full strength at the Phoenix Star Martial Arts Festival!"

Looking back now, he probably gave her a lot of face when he was fighting Souji.

Sylvia felt a little relieved. Giving Souji face and letting her lose with dignity was a very gentlemanly act, which made Sylvia feel a little more favorably toward Roy.

The moment the battle ends is the most relaxing moment.

The faceless figure on the ground thought this darkly.

Although his body had been separated from his head, with his head on the ground, his body was still standing upright.

In the moment when Roy and Sylvia were chatting and laughing.

The headless, faceless body raised its left hand, the Moon of Water, which possessed the ability to disintegrate, with incredible speed and stabbed it mercilessly at Roy!

it's not true.

The headless, faceless body raised the Moon of Water, but instead of stabbing Roy, who was closest to it, it thrust it at Sylvia, who was standing next to him!

what happened? !

Wu Mao was filled with inexplicable shock.

He clearly wanted to kill Roy, so why wouldn't his body obey him?!

“Sylvia!”

In the midst of their banter, Roy's expression suddenly changed.

"Get out of the way!"

Sylvia's mind had relaxed, and she was completely caught off guard by the fact that the seemingly dead Wumiao would attack her again. She was momentarily stunned and unable to react.

She only saw out of the corner of her eye that the headless, faceless body raised its club and thrust the Vought Moon, the pure star-type weapon known as the most ferocious weapon in history, straight toward her!

In an instant, her heart leaped into her throat.

But she had no time to dodge and could only watch helplessly as her mind went almost blank, as she received that fatal blow—

"Qiang!"

In a daze, a blade of light suddenly flashed past my eyes.

The snow-white blade struck the Water Moon Staff like lightning.

The stick was not damaged, but it flew out of my hand and flew dozens of meters away.

Roy, who had not closed his perception realm, was the first to notice Wu Mao's attack on Sylvia. With a flash of light, the Black Furnace Demon Sword cleaved Water Moon away.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around with a fierce expression, and the blade flashed like lightning, slashing across the waist of the headless and faceless body, sending it flying backward. He then removed the storage pouch from the body and several pieces of pure star gear from its body.

Only after doing this did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?"

Roy looked at Sylvia, a hint of worry in his eyes.

"...No, it's nothing."

Sylvia finally came to her senses, panting heavily, her eyes filled with panic and uncertainty, her palms ice-cold. The thought of almost being disintegrated made her skin sting all over, and she was sweating profusely.

This was the closest she ever came to death!

Even the final battle with the Poison Witch last time did not present such a strong threat of death!

"What a pity, what a pity, your attack just now didn't even manage to destroy you?"

At that moment, a voice filled with unpredictable and cryptic meaning came from the ground.

The body, which had been cut into several pieces, was pieced back together and stood up from the ground right before their eyes, as if time had reversed.

But his expression was incredibly distorted, filled with panic and anger, and he uttered words that were not what he truly meant.

Chapter 265 A Strike from Afar

Resurrected?

Watching Wu Mao's body, which had been cut into several pieces, recover as if time had reversed, even the charred parts on his neck regained their original flesh color, Luo Yiren was almost numb.

Akatsuki definitely doesn't have that ability. Although Roy doesn't remember very clearly, he can say with certainty that Akatsuki definitely doesn't have the ability to revive others, and it seems they don't even have the ability to heal.

The fact that he was able to revive like this must be due to Wu Mao's own power, or he may have other pure star-type weapons hidden on him that could be used for resurrection.

Just how outrageous is this guy?

However, the key now is not Wumiao himself, but Xiao, who is controlling Wumiao.

"you again!"

Sylvia gradually calmed down, her angry gaze turning towards Wumao, or rather, towards Xiao, who was hiding behind him.

"You're like a persistent ghost. If you have a problem with me, come at me. I'll accept any challenge you give me, but don't involve others!"

"Does this guy even count as 'anyone'?"

Wu Zhao's features were severely distorted, his face filled with anger and disgust, but he couldn't help but utter a flippant response.

"I'm referring to the reporters! When Stella and Souji were competing, you controlled the reporters to interview them, didn't you!"

"Huh? Oh, you mean that? Was that person a reporter?"

Wu Mao, or rather Xiao, seemed to have almost completely forgotten about the matter, letting out a nonchalant laugh.

"But I don't want to listen to you! I'm going to drag innocent people into this, I'm going to make a big scene, I'm going to kill indiscriminately, what can you do about it?"