The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

Even if it means paying the price in blood.

"ha....."

The black pupil stared at the tip of the golden spear, and there was a raging fire burning in the inky black.

By the code of blood and steel, Pace will not abandon this fateful battle.

"call--"

The strong wind blew, and the fallen leaves were rolled up in waves, hitting Pace's cheeks.

In an instant, a red flash of lightning illuminated the earth, causing the outlines of the two people to flicker slightly.

Then, amidst the thunder that erupted after a slight delay, Pace and Balza acted simultaneously—

"Boom——"

Pace suddenly unleashed all the performance of the "Fighting God" and accelerated to the extreme, holding the cold steel knife tightly in his right hand.

At the same time, the light in Balza's eyes converged along the spear handle to the tip of the spear, heading towards Pace's heart:

“[The HeartBreaker].”

A cold, blade-like voice shot out along with Balza's movement, and a flash of golden light appeared.

Seizing the opportunity, Pace suddenly unfolded the factor energy shield on his left hand, trying to block——

"clang--"

A point of golden light hit the factor energy shield that Pace held in front of his chest. In an instant, blue fragments burst out and the shield was shattered.

Then, the remaining force of the blow went straight through the wreckage of the shield and pierced Pace's wrist.

"Ugh!"

The burning pain made Pace frown and his body twitch violently. He knew that facing Balza head-on, he would definitely be hurt.

But this couldn't stop him from moving -

"Aha--"

Pace swung the scimitar violently and slashed straight at Balza's neck.

But Balza acted as if he had expected it, blocking with his left hand and catching Pace's blow, blood spurting out.

"Oh, Thebite," Balza's voice was cold, "you lose..."

It's now!

Without hesitation, Pace let go of the knife handle, leaving the cold steel knife on Balza's left wrist, then he suddenly bent down and stretched out his hand.

Then he grabbed the axe that was hitting Balza's thigh and pulled it out.

"Little tricks."

Balza snorted coldly, and subconsciously wanted to pull out the golden spear that pierced Pes' wrist to block Pes' second attack.

However, he just couldn't do anything.

He turned his head and found that Pess's left hand was tightly grasping the tip of his spear, as firm as iron.

Even though the sharp spear blade was tearing Pace's wrist, he had no intention of letting go.

How is it possible that this Thebite could endure this level of pain...

His wrist was almost cut off, how could he hold on so tightly!

Balza frowned. He wanted to block again with his left arm, but found that the tendons in his left arm seemed to be frozen. Although he did not feel any pain, his left arm had already drooped to his side, motionless.

He lowered his head and saw the cold steel knife on his arm that had pierced into his bone marrow.

Ah, it’s a cold steel knife, that’s what it is.

Did the cold steel itself freeze my muscles? I didn't feel it. The red sugar cane took away all my senses...

The information obtained in just a moment made Balzac know his fate.

He watched as a furious roar broke out from the black-eyed boy's face, and saw veins bulging on the boy's forehead and beads of sweat.

He saw the Thebiter who had been beaten by him on the Star Track Line without any resistance was suffering from the pain of a torn left wrist, and he jumped high without hesitation.

Has the blood and steel of Wanren Mountain evolved to this point?

Gotta tell Prince Aloi to be careful... the Thebites...

This was Balza's last thought. The next second, he felt the tip of the spear lighten - the boy's left wrist was cut off by the tip of the spear.

He wanted to use the golden spear that freed him from his restraints to fight back, but it was too late.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Pace jumped up with a wild howl, and then the axe and the thunder smashed down together, ending -

"Boom——"

In the light of lightning, Pace squatted on the ground, panting.

He held the axe tightly and tried his best to bury it down - his axe had already cut deeply into Balza's shoulder, and the sound of bones cracking was clearly heard. Balza's body was firmly nailed to the ground, twitching constantly.

Pace couldn't feel his left hand, but he still had strength in his right.

Then press it down hard——

"Boom——"

Thunder struck, dark clouds gathered, and red light dyed the earth red.

Pace's face was extremely ferocious. Looking at the old guard who was still struggling, he let out a roar mixed with blood:

"For... family (Thebite)!"

“Aaaaaaah!!!”

Balza let out a scream, his throat gradually became hoarse, and his bloodshot eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

Pace kept exerting force until Balza Durant in front of him went from twitching to being motionless and dead silent. He then let go and sat down on the ground.

Then, the severe pain came belatedly, and looking at the broken part of his left wrist, he finally let out a loud cry:

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

......

8) Martyrs, Roses at the Tomb (Part 7)

After leaving the clearing in the woods, Perlis and Carly quickly approached the base of the tower along the shortest path. At this moment, there were still three minutes left before the energy storm.

This was more than enough time, so Carly and Pollis slowed down their pace and began to collect information using the information network formed by the little birds.

This would allow them to enter the tower base with greater safety in case of man-made accidents.

If they suddenly ran into several teams of mercenaries without noticing, it would be difficult to deal with. Although Perlis was confident that she could deal with all of them, this was after all the eve of the coming of the factor energy storm. In eight minutes at most, the entire Weird Fog Forest would be filled with high-intensity factor energy, destroying all life forms contained in it.

Therefore, instead of rushing in recklessly, slowing down and collecting information is the best option.

This would also save some energy for the battle under the tower base. Those who could reach the inner circle were basically the strongest of the strong, such as monsters like [North Star] Itrisna. Since they entered the Weird Mist Forest from the same side as Itrisna, if Perlis's guess was correct, they would have a decisive battle with Itrisna, a decisive battle to decide who could climb the Tower of Babel.

We must conserve our energy for the great battle.

"..."

Walking side by side in the forest, Carly was controlling the little bird, constantly obtaining information from the multiple visions on the contact lenses.

But this process did not last long, and Carly sighed slightly and said:

"The magnetic interference of the factor energy is getting stronger and stronger. Now we can only confirm information about 50 meters away. It is not safe enough."

As Carly spoke, her fingers kept switching between multiple blue dots in the air, her face looking a little serious.

"Where's the young master?" Perlis suddenly asked, "Any news about him?"

"Not yet. Network communications are also slow... I can't get any information from Pace right now. I don't know if he's doing well..."

Carly said, waving her hand gently to disperse all the blue dots.

She turned around and found that Perlis was deep in thought. Her calm face was slightly covered with a layer of clouds, which could not be seen clearly if one did not look carefully.

This is how Perlis behaves when she is a little emotional. It seems that when the pace slows down, the emotional pot in her heart naturally begins to ferment.

I'm used to it... Carly smiled silently and asked:

"Are you worried, little white flower?"

"Ok?"

Perlis was slightly surprised while deep in thought, but she calmed down immediately:

"It's okay..just..."

With a flash of her eyes, Perlis saw the boy's face.

The first time she saw the boy, he was cowering behind the ruins, with Etrisna's bone whip about to tear him to pieces.

When she saw the boy for the second time, he was still under threat, but this time it was Perlis herself who was holding the dagger.

So, she is also one of those holding a dagger.

"At that time...I really made up my mind to kill him."

Perlis turned to Carly and gave a helpless smile.

"I..I know it's necessary, but now, I feel strange about myself making that decision..."

"Since I realized that all this was just a chessboard played by the Federation, I began to resist and hate it..."

"I feel so stupid. I have made up my mind so many times, but I always change my mind at the critical moment..."

"..."

Carly looked at Perlis. A hint of sadness occasionally appeared on the delicate face of the white-haired girl, which made Carly feel very familiar.

When Carly first saw Pearlis after Uncle Edward's death, her eyes always revealed this subtle emotion.

It was the product of that icy rain. The girl in front of him possessed powerful strength, but as she grew up, she gradually became unfamiliar and puzzled by it.

She couldn't understand, she doubted herself: why did all this have to happen.

Why, was she the one wielding the dagger?

"..."

Carly was silent for a moment. She knew that when it came to this kind of question, any affirmative answer would be irresponsible.

So, when Carly spoke again, her tone lost its usual soothing tone and became even more indifferent:

"Remember, in the hostel, I talked with Little White Flower about the characteristics of rain addicts."

"Yes, I remember," Perlis nodded, "you said that people who like rain are very poetic."

“But there’s not much poetry in this world.”

As Carly spoke, she took a deep breath and exhaled gently in the cold atmosphere brought by the energy thunderstorm, turning into white frost:

“Before making a grand change, you must first understand its essence. If you want to overthrow the iron rules of the Tower of Babel, you must first be proficient in everything under their rules of the game: whether it is this competition or all the responsibilities you bear as the Blade of the Tower of Babel. Only when you understand your enemies well enough, can you have the power to change them.”

"All of this will go against your nature. You will feel pain and disgust for having to hold the dagger. But if you can't bear it all, the ideals and visions that your nature expects will drift away from you until everything deviates."

"For example, in this competition, all the contestants originally had a predetermined goal: money, fame, or the possibility of survival. But when they really face blood, most people will return to their true nature out of fear and become demons with bared fangs and claws. Even their former companions will become enemies and pull the cold trigger behind their backs."

“As for those who persevered and fought against the cruel world with their own hearts, they either climbed the tower and succeeded in proving their faith, or turned into corpses and became martyrs.”

"They are martyrs who deserve a rose and a big funeral."

At this point, Carly's eyes suddenly widened, and a ray of light that seemed to be able to penetrate Perlis's soul was revealed in the sharp ice blue.

"But, Perlis, I believe you expect more than this, don't you?"

"I..."

Facing Carly's gaze, Perlis was slightly stunned.

She lowered her head and looked at her wrist - it was as smooth as jade, with no signs of injury at all.

Subconsciously, she always felt that there should be a scar here.

"..."