The villain's way to tame the protagonist

To carry on this fight to the end, come on, Hitana, think carefully about what Anser will do and what is the key to breaking through this storm?

That sword, that chain blade...

Hitana was deeply impressed by Gleipnir. At the very beginning of the Red Frost Territory's taming plan, Anther used it to gently and delicately wrap around his body. She could never forget the touch of the cold and dangerous blade moving on her skin, and this became a kind of subtle interest between her and Anther.

The expansion of desires will add to each other. Now, Hitana has difficulty controlling her emotions. The desire for violence and the crimson fantasy infinitely fuel the hot emotions in the wolf's heart, but it does not make her dizzy. Instead, it makes her clearer than ever before.

The storm that crushed everything was about to advance to Hitana, but she remained motionless, looking up and staring at the legend that brought destruction in the air.

For some reason, the corners of her mouth suddenly raised a little.

Found the key...

Ouch——! ! !

The shadow of the demon wolf re-condensed behind Hitana, its roar was filled with extremely obvious rage and unwillingness, its wolf eyes swaying with red light condensed with pure fierce savagery. It was clearly killed instantly just now, but under Hitana's control, it rolled up a torrent of red and black airflow and led the wolf pack to rush into the storm created by the interweaving of sharp blades again!

The red-black storm that once started was torn into pieces as if it could swallow up the sky. The moment it hit the storm barrier built by the sharp blade, it was immediately torn into pieces, as fragile as paper thrown into a shredder. But there was no sign of discouragement on Hitana's face. Even though the expanding storm was less than an arm's length away from her and her face was cut with blood marks by the torn waves, her face was filled with pure excitement.

"over there!"

In the hot breath, Shitana's figure instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared... in the storm!

It was the King-Rook Castling that had just completely fooled the Duke of Blue Gold!

Faust in mid-air frowned slightly: "Pointless bravery and recklessness... huh?"

The instant defeat of the demon wolf meant that it could not exist in this storm for even a thousandth of a second. And Hitana used it as a springboard to appear here. Even with its incredible self-healing ability, how long could it last?

The answer is the same, because before the moment of self-healing took effect, she had been cut into pieces until nothing was left.

But now...the fleeting scarlet light in the storm, isn't that her blood!

In the ever-explicating storm, a cloud of scarlet color inexplicably appeared everywhere, and then was twisted into nothingness by the storm.

The crazy wolf beast...didn't die in this storm?

opportunity.

There were no other complicated thoughts in Xitana's mind, she just wanted to seize that one in ten million chance.

This fierce wind that tore everything apart was not a spell, but simply the result of Gleipnir's supreme blade, and the masterpiece of the greatest alchemist in the world was dancing wildly.

In other words... what instantly crushed the shadow of the demon wolf was not the storm itself, but the sharp blade that created the storm!

Just because she can't withstand the cutting of the sharp blade doesn't mean she can't withstand the storm. No matter how terrifying her performance may be, it is possible that she can withstand it.

Even if there is only a possibility, it is worth it for her to rush into the storm that is infinitely close to death without hesitation.

In this storm area, the limited number of sharp blades cannot be spread over every inch of space. As long as you can withstand the cutting of the storm and find the safe gap among dozens or hundreds of rapidly dancing sharp blades, or even... as long as you are not surrounded and strangled by multiple sharp blades, you can walk in the storm caused by the sharp blades!

But it was just a matter of catching the trajectory of the blade that was so fast that it seemed to be able to cut through space itself, and then finding the gaps between the hundreds of blades.

can do it!

Breath, flow, gaps, weaknesses...

The power of the Wind Head was pushed to the limit by Hitana. Even though the current flow was extremely chaotic, after being specialized, the Wind Head, as if it was born for her, could still find a fleeting moment of opportunity in desperate situations!

Faster, faster, faster!

Hitana moved around in the storm at a speed that was faster every second than the previous one. Her speed made her look almost like teleporting. It was so fast that her figure could not be seen at all, only puffs of blood escaping. If time could be frozen, one could see that there was not a single piece of intact skin on her body, and her flesh, meridians, and even bones were all exposed to the strong wind. It was a miserable "human figure" with no intact skin on her body.

She couldn't withstand the storm brought about by the sharp blade, but she wouldn't be killed instantly. However... not being killed instantly was enough!

The Beast King's unreasonable adaptability and immortality were such that he could withstand even the all-consuming feast flames. Even though that was a short-lived result under Flamel's full protection, Hitana had indeed achieved this incredible miracle.

It was just a mere storm. Even if she was not killed instantly by the sharp blade, if she was cut a few more times, this fifth-level strongman might not be able to resist the pitch-black blade, and she couldn't even hurt her at all!

But Hitana didn't think of hiding.

From the beginning to the end, ever since she knew about her spiritual essence, she had never thought of using this cheating power of hers to delay until she was able to fully adapt and become immune to the opponent's attacks, and then defeat the opponent in a swagger, not even once.

Those who shrink back into a corner and adapt to harm because of fear of pain and death are not real animals.

From the very beginning, what the wolf has to do... is to prey in the purest and most extreme way, even at the cost of his life!

I must, I must...bite off a piece of flesh from Ansher's neck. It doesn't matter even if I die now!

This is not a normal thought that Shitana would have. Whether in the past, present, or future, a normal Shitana would never have such a thought.

But at this moment, the immortal beast deep in her soul roared in extreme excitement. Hitana, who followed its roar, felt it was impacting... impacting the iron wall and cage that had trapped her for too long!

As expected... As expected, it has to be like this. Thinking about those things will not help me break through. There is only fighting and killing! Anser...

"Anser!"

She laughed wildly in the storm, her vocal cords cut and then restored at an even more terrifying speed, forgetting her mission, forgetting the necessities, forgetting all the thoughts that she couldn't do anything bad to Ansir, and couldn't ruin Ansir's plan. After that, Xitana Lansmalos had never been as free, accessible, and...

powerful!

The landing point, the trajectory, the path - the only chance to penetrate the hundreds of dancing blades and capture Anser, a fleeting one in ten million chance.

I...caught it!

She squeezed out every last ether in her body. No... not only did she squeeze it, she even overdrew it. She greedily devoured herself, devoured her own flesh and blood, and transformed it into even more surging and powerful power. An unprecedented surging red and black wave burst out from her tattered body, and it was so pure that it was not torn apart by the storm in an instant!

The red-black air wave that existed for even a moment turned into a pack of wolves with endless hunger and thirst, biting and destroying the surrounding ether fluctuations indiscriminately. Even if it could only cause the smallest impact, even if it could not even shake the power from the legend, the life-threatening beast was willing to gamble everything to let the person she loved, loved deeply, and loved the most, witness her growth and her strength!

For you...I can do anything!

"Anser! Look at me, I'm going to--"

Bang!

After a dull thud, a completely bloody man flew out from the storm.

The extremely terrifying air wave blasted her hundreds of meters away, and the deep grooves on her face proved the violence and cruelty of the attack.

With all her limbs broken, her spine completely shattered, and skull fragments piercing into her brain, Hitana's consciousness has become blurred.

She knew that Ansel's move just now could have killed her, absolutely.

But this "fight" could not be a real fight after all. It was just a test for Anser.

Which means... it's over.

That's her limit.

Hitana, who didn't want to faint, recalled the scene just now.

She had clearly tried her best to activate the Head of Wind, and had clearly pushed her strength to the limit, and had found a fleeting way in the storm to touch Anser.

The awareness that even her flesh and blood were squeezed into ether, the power that erupted under the ultimate death situation, and the incomparably passionate love and passion, the most perfect, the most extreme, and the peak state that could never be reached again, made her rush in front of Anser.

As long as she raised her hand or opened her mouth and bit off a piece of his flesh, Hitana would think that she had succeeded.

but.

When she came in front of Ansir, Ansir had already raised his hand and pressed it on her face.

Through the gaps between her fingers, Xitana could see Anser's expression and eyes.

At this time, Ansher no longer disguised himself as Faust, and his expression and gaze belonged to Ansher Hydra.

Xitana could see the tenderness and encouragement.

It's already very good, Xier.

Then, a bombardment that Ansher could not resist exploded from the palm of her hand.

If Anser wanted to, he could kill her with one blow.

Yeah...how could I have forgotten.

That's just Anser's weapon.

Ansel, has he ever done it himself?

He was just controlling the weapon. Did he use his own power?

As Hitana's consciousness became increasingly blurred, her body slowly curled up.

Her muscles and bones were slowly repairing, but her broken spine did not allow her to make such movements, but she still did it.

Although it was motivated by the right emotions, it was not motivated by any strong will.

Instead, it engulfed the endless... unwillingness that was surging in Hitana's heart.

Unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling——

Why, hasn’t it reached the fourth level yet?

Why is it that until now, I can only take one move from Anser?

To achieve this with a third-level body, such an extremely brilliant achievement that could be sung by bards for hundreds of years, was absolutely unacceptable and a huge shame in the heart of Hitana Lansmalos.

"Can't... fall down."

A distorted sound came out of her throat, and her broken spine was forced together as her body continued to arch!

After such a long time and so much effort, I want to prove to Ansel... that I can help him. Not all problems have to be solved by him alone!

It's not over yet, it's still --

Roar! ! !

The roar that shattered the sky completely shattered the last will that Hitana had gathered with all her might.

That was the roar from the top of life.

——Dragon roars.

"You came just in time."

When her consciousness was on the verge of fading, when she heard these words, Shitana forced her eyes open.

She saw Anser put a piece of clothing on her, then stood in front of her and looked up at the sky.

The sky...what's that over there?

"Duke Dragon, huh...are you really as scared of me as Crow said, three years ago?"

The test for Hitana is naturally extremely important, but with the information from Crow, Ansor naturally knows what the highlight of today is.

A giant ice-blue dragon flew down from the sky, its emotionless blue vertical pupils looking down at the weak life below, locking onto its target.

"Alright."

The young Hydra exhaled slowly: "Xi'er is a little bit too, it makes my blood boil."

Roar! ! !

The giant dragon that descended over the Castle of Strife spread its wings, covering the sky, and roared again to declare war on Anser.

"Then let the name of Faust once again——"

Anser, who was also about to declare war, suddenly stopped.

Because he felt that something was awakening behind him.

Unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling——

I'm not done yet. This battle, this fight, can't end like this.

You damn reptile, lizard, you want to defile me, Anser, you want to... defile my hunt!

"mine."

The wolf, whose will should have been shaken off by the dragon's roar, actually stood up shakily!

She raised her head and looked into the huge blue vertical pupils. The dark red eyes... were also twisted into vertical pupils.

Snake's vertical pupils!

"Anser is... mine..."

The rationality and humanity in those snake pupils seemed to have been completely wiped out, which meant that Sitana's consciousness had indeed fallen into a deep sleep, so the only one controlling her body now could be...

Animal nature.

"My love, my...prey."

My prey!

Chapter 54: Wrong Path, Only Me, Part 2