Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

"Heh. But the monsters that were eroded by the Rift are really looking down on us—"

Xier glared at them coldly and had no intention of retreating. It was impossible for her to run away with two people by herself. All she could do now was to get rid of the other party here.

However, a figure slowly walked to her side. Xier originally thought it was the young lady who would only shout "be careful" when fighting, but she did not expect it to be Wendy, who she had the impression of "low fighting ability".

He gently stroked the strings at this moment, and Feilin, as if he understood the master's mood, made a clear sound like the sound of spring water, and then slowly turned into the shape of a hunting bow.

"—Tuning is complete. Sorry to have kept you waiting, let me do some warm-up exercises with you!"

The boy's smile seemed so pure that Xier couldn't tell whether he was joking with her or really intended to fight.

But no matter what, after the young lady joined her side by side, the battle has changed from "fighting alone" to "fighting side by side".

Although I think I can handle it alone, it is quite refreshing to be able to fight with trusted companions.

Xier's smile became more bold and heroic.

"Let me be frank with you, don't hold me back!"

Chapter 38 The Stormmaker

The one who stirs up trouble.

This monster, which was eroded during the expansion of the rift, was originally an entity called the Void Soldier Trampler. It was the product of the Antimatter Legion using the War Furnace to recast the fragments of warriors and ancient beasts.

Although relatively rare in number, they possess the intelligence of a warrior and the strength and mobility of an ancient beast, and their roar can summon large numbers of virtual soldiers.

During the past thirty years of the Battle of Beloberg, it had been one of the enemy's mainstays in the siege. More importantly, after its source of power was eroded by the Rift's energy, deforming it into its current form, its combat effectiveness had increased rather than decreased.

With the power of controlling the wind, its attack is faster and more flexible.

Frankly speaking, when the fight started, Xier didn't think she could defeat the opponent easily. No matter how confident she was in herself, she needed to accept the objective facts, otherwise it would be blindly arrogant and stupid.

Her usual attack methods are unlikely to have much effect on the enemy. She must have a certain amount of time to build up her strength and enter an amplified state so that she can deliver a decisive blow.

However, this was just an assumption before the war. It was not until after the war that she unexpectedly discovered——

The battle process did not seem as difficult as imagined, except that the young lady from the upper district blessed her with the power of harmonious destiny, making her movements faster and more powerful.

Even the street singers showed their strength.

"Let's play together."

The poet simply brushed the bowstring lightly, calling for the wind to resonate with the poetry and music. The winds that were originally restrained by the enemy rioted together, forming a wind field that blocked his movement under his careless feet. The strong wind swept towards the wind-maker who was still drawing his bow and gathering strength.

In Xier's surprised eyes, the monster that was absolutely beyond human power to move was actually swept up by the wind.

The uneasy feeling of having its limbs off the ground caused it to neigh rapidly, perhaps because it had never encountered such a situation before. The enemy subconsciously leaned back, wanting to release the arrow prematurely, but this also exposed its vulnerable abdomen.

Although Xier was surprised, her body did not stop. The figure that escaped into the quantum space only splashed a few ripples in reality as it sped.

Then, he stretched out a sickle from the junction of reality and illusion, accurately and undoubtedly "ripped open" the opponent's belly.

The first attack was very effective, which greatly strengthened Xier's confidence. The sickle in her hand was coated with a layer of dark purple light because of its returning blade.

After suffering a severe blow in an instant, the Windmaker readjusted his posture, gathered all his strength, and "broke free" from the invisible hand of the wind with his excellent adaptability to airflow.

It immediately took action upon landing, and the stone brick ground where its hooves landed was crushed to pieces, forcing Xier to temporarily retreat to avoid the flying debris.

After forcing Xier to retreat, the Windmaker immediately became like a galloping warhorse. Although he was clearly "alone", his momentum continued to rise as he galloped, creating a sense of oppression like a charging army.

The intense fighting spirit and wildness brought by the mixture of the warrior and the ancient beast were spread by the ubiquitous wind and locked onto Wendy from a distance.

Obviously, the Stormmaker also realized that the culprit who had caused it the previous damage was the poet behind it.

If an ordinary person was targeted like this, they would definitely be scared to death. Even Bronya, who was innocently affected by the fighting spirit, felt a lot of pressure.

She knew very well that when facing an enemy charge, it would be best to either not give the enemy a chance to move, or to stop it in time before the charge was fully built up.

Otherwise, facing this powerful impact, even if you can block it, you will suffer a lot of recoil damage.

But right now, none of them is a shield guard. If they are hit hard, not only will they lose their lives, but they will also basically lose their combat capability!

Now we have to adjust our strategy!

As Bronya was performing a tactical evasive maneuver, she caught a glimpse of Wendy still standing there from the corner of her eye.

It was as if he didn't notice the enemy's strong momentum and he was even aiming his bow.

This made Xier, who had no time to return to defend on the other side, anxious and shouted: "Wendy, stop aiming, get out of the way!"

Even Bronya, who knew that Wendy was quite powerful, was worried for him for a moment.

But on the battlefield, words are not as fast as the wind. Just as Xier expected, the scene of Wendy being knocked away by the opponent did not happen. Instead, Wendy's arrow was shot later but arrived first.

The three fluorescent green arrows drew gorgeous arcs in the air. The first arrow hit the opponent's head which was raised due to excitement as he rushed forward. The second arrow hit his chest. The third arrow grazed the opponent's hastily raised leg shield and hit his heel directly.

Logically speaking, such an arrow wrapped with wind elements should not have any effect on it at all. The Windmaker itself also has a good resistance to wind elements, so it has no intention of dodging at all.

After all, using this kind of attack to deal with it is just like hitting a rock with an egg. But the actual situation is quite different -

Facing the enemy's attack, this body seemed to have lost the favor of the wind. Not only did the momentum of the charge stagnate, but the sense of speed brought by riding the wind also disappeared in vain.

In the Windmaker's perception, he seemed to have become as slow and sluggish as an old-fashioned projector running frame by frame.

Not only that, those wind elements that he usually controlled now wanted to drag him down, and to say that they were a drag was an understatement.

It had already noticed that after those arrows condensed with the power of thousands of winds hit it, they began to rapidly assimilate its own wind field with the landing point as the center, and then began a continuous weathering effect.

After realizing this, the Stormmaker's remaining sanity fell into disbelief as if his worldview had collapsed.

But even more incredible things are yet to come!

The wind direction is constantly changing——

The wind element crystals that make up its body are constantly being precipitated, and under the integration of the other party, it happily sings a song unique to the wind as it walks towards the poet.

How is it possible to do such a thing?!

Those who stir up trouble simply cannot imagine that there are such absurd things in this world.

To put it in a metaphor that humans can understand, it's like someone stuffed a star core into their body and nothing happened.

Although its status is certainly not as high as that of the star core, the erosion of the rift is indeed the embodiment of the power of the star core. It is able to separate such power and use it for its own benefit.

Could it be that the other party is a Commander? No, even if he is a Commander, he wouldn't necessarily be able to do such an outrageous thing, right?!

Besides, if that were the case, why would an envoy condescend to stay on such a small and fragile planet?

The Stormbringer's completely confused mind at this time was unknown to others, and even Wendy was surprised at the improvement brought about by the use of his authority.

If he had simply used the wind element in the past and then smashed it directly, it would have been a case of using such great force that it could send bricks flying.

Now, we need to use the characteristics of the wind to perform some precise movements.

For example, using the wind to control falling chalk to play the piano -

The convergence of elements will naturally bring about changes in natural phenomena. In the past, Barbatos was able to play the grand music of the Millennium Wind naturally because of this authority.

Now, Wendy only used it as a warm-up exercise, but it made him feel a completely new realm.

His braids were stained with a hint of emerald green from the wind, and his robes were swaying constantly due to the cheers of the wind. His body was gently lifted up in the omnipresent wind, and then the hunting bow in his hand turned into Feilin again.

He resisted the urge to play the Tune of Controlling a Thousand Winds and instead gently plucked the strings, and a wall of wind formed in an instant.

The Windmaker, having lost the power to drive the wind, crashed into the wind wall in a panic. The moment it touched the wall, it was like a document thrown into a shredder.

A sharp crackling sound spread from the contact surface. Its heavily weathered body did not even have time to resist, and most of its body was completely swallowed by the wind wall.

The overflowing wind filled the streets in an instant, as if injecting vitality into the dead city and making it "come alive" again.

What happened in just a few breaths almost made Xier, who was extremely worried, think she was dreaming.

Isn't the street singer the weakest among them...?

All the memories of looking down on others' abilities in the past suddenly came to her mind, making Xier blush and feel ashamed of her slip of the tongue.

Only Bronya, who had already known the opponent's strength, felt relieved at this moment, and her eyes became even more passionate.

That’s right, Wendy, who possesses this power, is the turning point and hope that can change Beloberg’s desperate situation!

However, how to make this power work in the right direction is also a problem.

She certainly didn't want to control Wendy and make him work for her, nor was she worried that he would use this power to build another tyrannical country.

However, if you just keep asking for help without giving anything in return, won't they really despise you?

Bronya was hesitant about how to repay the other party.

Chapter 39 Give Me Wendy

After falling from the air, Wendy was rushed to by Xier with great momentum, and her red scarf was grabbed and shaken.

"You're just a street singer, but you've got such talent, yet you've been hiding it from us! You've been secretly laughing at me, haven't you?"

This Seele-style conversation made Wendy stunned for a moment, then she smiled and smiled with her eyes curved.

Should I say she is worthy of being Xier?

Even though he revealed this unknown side of himself, she was still willing to trust him instead of becoming restrained or suspecting that he had other intentions.

Although a lazy guy who plays the piano and drinks all day long has nothing to do with a conspirator no matter how you look at it, it feels really good to be trusted so much.

"You guy, you actually still have the leisure to smile so happily——"

Perhaps Xier was amused by his stubborn attitude, so she let him go with a helpless tone.

"Really? If you have such a talent, you should have told me earlier. You made me so worried earlier... ahem!"

Perhaps she noticed the coquettish tone in her words, and Xier reacted in time and slapped her face, stopping such a girlish behavior.

But Wendy came forward with an annoying look on her face, her eyes shining like stars.

"Oh, I heard that. Xier is worried about me or something. Yeah, there's no need to be so embarrassed. Even if you were more sincere, more loving, or..."

But before he could finish his words, Xier pinched his face and started pulling it like kneading dough.

"Wow... I'm sorry, I was too arrogant...!"

"Humph--"

Although she knew that she could not compare with the street singer in terms of physical strength, but in this regard, Xier only needed to make a move to easily control this guy who was easily flattered.

He was obviously just a street singer, why did he suddenly reveal such a big secret? It almost scared her heart!

But fortunately... Xier looked at the stupid poet in front of her who clearly had the ability to escape but still wore a flattering smile as if to vent his anger, and muttered quietly in her heart.

Nothing has changed.

"Okay. Xier, put Wendy down quickly and stop bullying him."

However, while she was playing with Wendy, a reserved and elegant female voice was heard beside them. It was the eldest lady.

She stared at her hands that were pinching Wendy's cheek, as if she had misunderstood such a normal play.

If you think about it carefully, although this guy likes to be serious and always looks like he has a lot on his mind, he has been very dependent on singing for money along the way.

Could she and the street singer have...that kind of relationship?

Such a guess suddenly popped up in Xier's mind for no reason.

But she threw them all away in the next second. Even if the other party was, so what? There is only one truth in our lower level area.

She curled up the corners of her mouth, revealing a smirk similar to Wendy's.

"If you want it, then come and get it yourself. You should have known this rule long ago."

"I knew you would say that..."

Bronya crossed her arms, shook her head and sighed.

After all, Xier had nothing to do with the kind and weak girl next door, but before that -

She looked at the Dimension Pipe that was tiptoeing and preparing to escape. It seemed to have noticed the gazes of the three people. It was so scared that it broke out in a cold sweat and curled up into a ball.

This creature was somewhat similar in appearance to a wild boar that Beloberg had seen in the past, but it was inedible and would mostly run away when it encountered humans, but it didn't do that just now.