Confessing to someone who thinks I'm a fat otaku, and then crying when monsters descend?

An Qingluo and the other person entered the ruins one after the other.

The interior space was enormous, with gray-white rock walls as far as the eye could see. The walls were covered with a large number of crystal-like minerals, and energy flowed within them like water ripples.

Energy crystal minerals.

The two sisters stood on the empty ground, appearing quite small.

The sounds of fierce fighting outside were still clearly audible, but that didn't stop them from only having eyes for each other.

An Qingluo took a deep breath and slowly asked, "So... Sister, is this the reason why you didn't dare to acknowledge me before?"

"Yes. I am the fifty-ninth seat of the Primordial Demon God, with two wings. During the years I disappeared, I fought and killed countless people as a demon god."

He calmly recounted his sins, slowly revealing his most painful scars.

"..."

"Go ahead and do it. That's the truth, and I have no excuse."

"No! How could I lay a hand on you? You're my sister! After Mother passed away, you protected me and helped me grow up."

An Ran shook her head: "Time can change a lot."

Why?

"No reason."

Tell me why!

This time, An Qingluo suddenly raised her voice and clenched her fists tightly.

An Ran did not intend to tell her sister what happened on that stormy night. If her sister knew, she would surely soften and not want to fight with her.

If they were alive, they would not be able to leave alive.

Now that the two sides have met, one of them will inevitably become the loser and be buried in this gray and white ancient ruin.

Therefore, what Anran needs to do now is not to tell her sister the truth, but to provoke her.

To fully unleash her power.

"A hundred thousand calamity troops are gathering here. Besides me, they may send other powerful figures. If you don't act now, you'll miss your chance."

Tick.

Crystalline tears rolled down into the dust.

An Qingluo lowered her head, biting her lip tightly, and asked, word by word, "Then... what did our time together these past three days... amount to?"

A black light flashed, and An Ran's body was gradually covered by black armor. She pointed her black sword at An Qingluo, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"Consider it our farewell to the past."

"What a...what a farewell."

An Qingluo wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Intricate, cyan magic circuits crawled up her snow-white arms like a spider web.

"The sixth loop? It seems you've indeed improved quite a bit."

"Shut up!"

With a furious shout, a terrifying crimson magic beam suddenly shot out from An Qingluo's palm.

Sixth loop magic, Crimson Feather Cannon.

This light cannon can actually move in the direction of An Qingluo's palm and continuously bombard her!

An Ran, clad in black armor, kept dodging, while the light cannon bombarded the surrounding gray-white rock walls, blasting the crystals into pieces.

"Unrestrained magic output due to anger is just a waste and cannot effectively strike the enemy," Anran's voice came.

"Shut up! Don't lecture me like an older sister."

An Qingluo's left hand also moved.

Fourth Loop Magic: Giant Rock Hand

The ground suddenly split open, and a huge rocky hand burst forth from the earth, abruptly grabbing An Ran who was trying to dodge!

At the same time, a crimson beam swept over.

boom--

An Ran, caught in mid-air, was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest. She was blown away in the violent explosion, blood gushing from her mouth.

"Sister!" An Qingluo called out subconsciously.

She never imagined that someone as strong as her sister would actually be hurt by her...

An Ran, using the black sword for support, slowly stood up.

She suddenly clutched her head and let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if she were enduring the most severe punishment in the world!

"Ugh... Ah!!!!"

"Sister! What's wrong...?"

"Don't come any closer!"

An Ran raised her sword and pointed it at An Qingluo, her eyes filled with icy killing intent, forcing her sister to retreat.

It's here after all, the trial with the triple brand.

The so-called triple mark is the curse mark of the Demon God Tower, a guarantee of absolute loyalty.

The first step is to examine the spirit.

Just now, An Ran did not go all out; she was "holding back." Deep down, she wanted An Qingluo to grow, not to kill her.

Such behavior would be considered rebellion, so she was subjected to the first branding trial.

The triple branding was equivalent to a countdown to the end of her life.

Once the third mark descends, it will tear her soul apart, and the power of the demon god will crush her heart.

"It seems... I'll have to use a bit more strength next time, and I can't let the second mark come too quickly."

An Ran drew her sword and charged towards An Qingluo.

The jet-black longsword dragged a trail of sparks on the ground, leaving a deep groove.

The sword strike left a shocking, bloody wound on the dazed An Qingluo.

The intense pain finally brought her back to consciousness.

The third loop magic: cellular catalysis.

This magic trick will cause cells to divide at an extreme rate, thereby achieving the effect of healing injuries.

An Qingluo's chest injury healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As another sword came slashing towards her, she immediately activated her "creation" ability and created the academy's replica of the divine artifact, "Futsu-no-Mitama".

clang!!

The knife and sword clashed in mid-air.

Sparks exploded continuously, and magic clashed repeatedly.

This gray and white ruin seems to have been tailor-made for the two of them, a fateful battlefield.

........

outside.

Mu Yun and Gao Yue were still locked in a fierce battle, and it was difficult to determine who was superior for the time being.

After Chen Nian and Yu Jing dealt with the two Tianlong, they were momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Senior Mu definitely doesn't want us to interfere in his revenge battle, and the two sisters inside probably don't want to be disturbed either."

Just then, Chen Nian suddenly saw...

A black sea is approaching from the distant horizon!

Those were countless calamity beasts, stretching as far as the eye could see.

They are heading towards the energy crystal mine.

These calamity beasts may not be particularly powerful, but quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

Even Yu Jing subconsciously frowned.

Her weakest point is dealing with multiple enemies, because she doesn't have the ability to cause widespread damage; her abilities are all for one-on-one combat.

Wherever the army of calamity passed, not a blade of grass grew, and the land was left in ruins.

They rushed toward the entrance, wanting to enter the ancient ruins.

Mu Yunfei, high in the sky, gazed at the massive, dark army, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

Among them were a large number of flying calamity beasts, which had already come over and surrounded Mu Yun.

"What, you still have the mood to worry about others? Haha."

Gao Yue sneered, "Looks like this is our home turf. How about I give you a chance to surrender?"

"roll!"

Mu Yun formed hand seals, unleashing a flurry of sword shadows that annihilated the surrounding calamity beasts.

But he couldn't get distracted.

Just as countless calamity beasts were about to break into the ruins, a figure suddenly appeared blocking the entrance.

It's aged!

Facing the overwhelming army, he remained calm and composed with just his sword.

"Sorry, this road is closed."