My physics masters couldn't possibly be grand mages.

"I can go with you."

Cindy's voice wasn't loud, but it pierced through the crackling sound of blood rain and reached Xia's ears clearly.

She took a step forward, her blood-stained bare feet leaving a dark red footprint on the gravel.

"But you must remember..."

She tilted her head, her dark red eyes curving into two crescent moons, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"You better promise me you'll let me out..."

The chill emanating from his words made Xia swallow hard.

However, he felt a slight sense of relief.

He had just genuinely believed that Cindy's final decision was to fight him to the death.

If that were the case, he would truly be out of options.

He quickly calmed himself down and said seriously:

"I can promise you, I will take you with me before I leave this world."

In any case, every time he leaves this world, time stands still for this world.

In Cindy's view, she had never left.

Cindy raised her chin slightly, but said nothing.

Char looked at the bloodstains that covered him, the strong, pungent smell of blood making him want to vomit.

"Could you be a little quieter when you kill this thing?" he complained. "I just changed out of these clothes."

Cindy slowly raised her finger.

The bloodstains on Char's body suddenly came to life.

They trembled and transformed into countless tiny beads of blood that welled up from the fibers of his skin and clothes, falling to the ground along the path traced by her fingertips.

At the same time, the blood on Cindy's white robe returned to the river of blood on the ground. Throughout the entire process, she stood still, her hands hanging at her sides, not even her eyelashes trembling.

The blood mist dissipated.

She was spotless from head to toe, even the soles of her feet were clean.

"Aren't you going to drink this blood?" Xia asked curiously.

Cindy took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then slowly exhaled, suppressing the agitation in her heart.

Would you eat rat meat?

"Understood." Xia nodded, then looked around. "Can you fly?"

"I am not your carriage," she said.

"What I mean is, it's over a hundred kilometers from here to my destination," Xia said softly. "If you're not in a hurry, I don't mind walking."

Cindy glanced at him, then took a step forward and grabbed the back of his collar with her five fingers.

The blood on the ground moved with each step she took.

Blood gathered from all directions, coalescing, spreading, and cascading behind Cindy.

A pair of blood wings, formed from fresh blood, gradually appeared before Xia's eyes.

Under the leaden sky, the pungent smell of blood permeated the air as the Blood Wings danced.

Cindy slightly bent her knees, and then—

"boom!"

A spiderweb-like shallow pit appeared in the ground beneath her feet.

A gust of wind blew all over Xia's face. His hair was blown wildly, and before he could even close his mouth, it was filled with wind.

Everything in my field of vision was rushing past.

The ruins, the mist, and the fragments left behind by the monster all became blurred.

He didn't fly up there; he was pulled up.

Cindy grabbed him by the back of his collar, like a raptor carrying its prey after a hunt, its body arcing low in the air before suddenly rising high.

Bloodwing flapped behind her, each flap bringing with it a gust of bloody wind.

"Which way?" Cindy's voice came from above. "If you point the wrong way, I'll throw you down."

Char struggled to open his eyes, which were watering from the wind, and tried to make out the landmarks and signs on the ground before pointing in a certain direction.

Cindy adjusted her angle slightly, tilted her blood wings, and like a dark red lightning bolt, she swept off in that direction.

The surrounding scenery blurred into gray and white afterimages, and the wind whistled in my ears.

Char was lifted into the air, his collar choking his neck, like a rag doll hanging on a clothesline.

"Could we try a different position?" he managed to squeeze out, his voice broken by the wind.

Cindy did not answer.

But she changed.

He moved his left hand from behind his collar to his belt, lifting him horizontally like a suitcase. The position was still uncomfortable, but at least the collar was no longer choking him.

"Thank you," Xia said.

Before she could finish speaking, Cindy suddenly stopped.

Bloodwings spread out and slid forward for more than ten meters with tremendous inertia before stabilizing.

Char was so dizzy from the impact that his belt made his stomach ache.

He was about to complain when he heard a voice.

"Hey!"

A sharp, hissing sound, like fingernails scraping against glass, fell from the clouds.

Xia Ya endured the toothache and raised his head.

The clouds, like a shroud, looked as if they had been torn apart by something.

Three enormous black shadows swooped down from the crevice at an astonishing speed. Their outlines gradually became clearer in the mist.

Those things had no feathers, and their skin was grayish-black and wrinkled, like skinned bats.

Three dark figures rushed in from three directions. Xia could feel the air they created, a foul, stench mixed with the smell of rotting flesh.

Cindy did not dodge.

She didn't even change her flight direction. She simply raised two fingers of her free right hand toward the one at the front.

A gentle flick.

A drop of blood was flicked out, as fast as a bullet.

The drop of blood exploded in mid-air, stretching into a blood-red web with almost invisible lines.

The monster at the very front crashed headfirst into the net.

The wire mesh cuts through its body as easily as a knife cutting tofu, without any resistance.

Its body was neatly cut into more than a dozen pieces, which scattered in mid-air before bursting into a cloud of blood mist and a second wave of stench.

The other two realized what was happening.

They suddenly spread their fleshy wings, trying to scatter to the sides.

Cindy didn't even switch hands; she simply flipped her right hand slightly and flicked a finger to each side.

Two drops of blood.

They moved so fast, one to the left and one to the right, that their tracks were invisible.

The body on the left froze in mid-air.

The head and torso separated instantly!

The one on the right fared even worse; drops of blood shot into its open, round mouthparts, and its entire head exploded silently.

Cindy's blood wings fluttered gently as she passed through the spreading blood mist.

Not a single drop of blood was splattered on his robes. Nor on Char himself.

Char looked up as the remains of three monsters swept past him and plunged into the sea of ​​fog below.

He felt a little dry in his throat.

Cindy's voice came from above.

"Just these few things, and they destroyed the world?"

"There's a tough one." Xia's tone was grave, as if he was recalling some unpleasant memories. "But you'd better pray we don't run into him."

The wind howled.

The ruins receded rapidly beneath their feet, while the blood wings vibrated rhythmically behind them.

Cindy didn't say anything more.

Char didn't have it either.

He strained to keep his eyes open, trying to make out the faint outlines of landmarks in the distance, occasionally pointing in a direction. The wind was too strong, and he dared not open his mouth.

More than 100 kilometers.

At this rate, it might not take too long.

Maybe.....