On the top floor of the "Temple" building, black fog rolled and gathered, dyeing Wallachia Night's body completely black.
A voice that had long since fallen into frenzy emerged from the twisted black fog. It was ancient and crazy, and seemed to be some kind of mysterious spell.
"The flower of the soul, shines and withers. The honey in the vessel, sings its decay and maturity. Without exception, all are rationed."
"Alas! This is a priceless omen. The barbaric brain has been transformed, and all people agree. This has been going on for thousands of years."
"They are used to it, they eat it, they give life to it, they kill it, and they praise it for a thousand years."
"Gorgeous? The toxins have finally penetrated your limbs, causing you to evolve into beasts! Evolve by deceiving yourself!"
"Cut, cut, cut, cut... Cut, cut... Cut! Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut!"
"Do it again!!!"
"I will use the blood of the Red Moon to reach the sixth place!"
"Hahahaha!"
With a wild laugh, Zepia brandished his sharp claws and rushed towards his prey, the last hope - the True Ancestor's princess.
Among the three major departments of the Magic Association, the alchemists of the Atlas Academy have the worst individual combat capabilities. This is also well reflected in Zepia, who has no rules at all in terms of charging movements or wielding claws.
Of course, the lack of rules does not mean that the threat is not high. Zepia is no longer the pure alchemist he used to be. He is now a direct Dead Apostle of Elquit's sister, "Ancient Red" Eltluki. The biggest feature of a Dead Apostle is his strong body that far exceeds that of humans. Without the secret, even those who have practiced martial arts for many years would find it difficult to block his claws.
Fortunately, his opponent was no ordinary person either.
I saw a stream of light coming in from the front, and a young man with Buddha's light all over his body blocked the vampire's path and knocked the latter back with a punch.
"Who allowed you, a filthy being, to touch Her Highness? Your opponent is me!"
"You're in the way!!!" Zepia patted the part that was hit, and his eyes, completely filled with red, stared at the princess and Shinji, "A princess of the True Ancestor, who has slaughtered countless vampires, would you be afraid of a dead apostle like me? Or have you spent too much energy to maintain Zhuyue and dare not fight me?"
"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?" The provoked Princess still stood in the ruins, motionless. "If you want to touch me, ask my knight first!"
"Really? Really? Really? Really? Really? Really? Whether I win or lose, you're not going to let me have it easy?"
Both red eyes were aimed at Shinji, and at the same time, the extremely ferocious face also shifted.
"A human who is only fourteen years old is actually called a 'knight'? If His Highness knew about this, he would definitely laugh."
Jijun, this is the nickname for Artluqi. This black princess also has two knights, the sixth ancestor "Black Knight" Stulut and the eighth ancestor "White Knight" Brad, who are also top-ranked warriors among the "Twenty-Seven Ancestors". How can a boy who is only thirteen years old be on par with them
In response to Zepia's question, Shinji simply said:
"Whether you are qualified to be called a knight will be proven by your rotten body and moldy blood."
"Well, before the official performance begins, let's do a rehearsal. I hope this rehearsal won't be too boring. The name of the rehearsal is killing!"
After saying that, Zepia stretched out his right hand and clenched it vigorously.
The space around Shinji was suddenly divided into countless pieces by invisible threads, and the method was exactly the same as when Shion fought against the murderous demon.
"This must be the famous 'Aether Light Weaving'."
Although surrounded by enemies, Shinji did not panic, but observed carefully through his soul vision.
"So, how is it going to attack me?"
"It's simple, that's it!"
Zepia snapped his fingers, and several new threads silently streaked through the atmosphere, attacking from Shinji's blind spot.
Shinji moved his body to the side, avoiding the thin line. His vision had blind spots, but his soul vision did not, so he naturally could not be attacked by surprise.
"It doesn't seem that great. No matter how powerful the attack is, it's meaningless if it can't hit the target."
"As you said, there's no point in missing a target, but do you think I really can't hit it?"
"Huh?"
The moment Shinji turned sideways, the entire net made up of "Aether Light" began to change.
The first wave of sneak attacks was dodged, and the second wave came from "Aether Light Weave", followed by the third and fourth waves. No matter how Shinji dodged, "Aether Light Weave" bit Shinji tightly like a thorn in his flesh.
In a flash, Shinji had avoided more than ten waves of sneak attacks.
"My actions were seen through?"
"It would be hard for a non-mainstream magician like you to understand."
As if to return all of Shinji's previous taunts, Zepia did not rush to attack, but instead began to comment.
"For alchemists, analytical and calculating abilities are fundamental. Every alchemist in Atlas can think at a speed tens or hundreds of times faster than an average person. Excellent alchemists can also divide their thoughts and deal with various matters independently. Using their superior thinking speed to predict the enemy's actions and analyze the probability of change, this is the Atlas alchemist's fighting style."
"Isn't it just a humanoid computer? Why do you say it's so complicated?" Shinji mocked as he dodged.
"That's understandable. But even though we are both computers, there are differences in our abilities. My useless descendant has trouble dealing with a killer, but I can predict all of your possible moves and respond accordingly. This is 'multiple future action prediction'. I launch multiple attacks from blind spots at the same time, and then stab the enemy in the gap between their actions. There is always a hit ahead of the multiple future lines! It's now!"
Zepia stretched out his left hand, spread his five fingers at equal distances, and a beam of light shot out from the tip of each finger, the trajectory of the light beam exactly overlapping with Shinji's movement trajectory.
Although Shinji made corrections as quickly as possible, he was still a step too late and was hit in the thigh by one of the light beams.
The light weave itself did no harm, but—
"You won't be able to move."
Zepia raised his middle finger in response to Koori and waved it back and forth in front of Shinji's eyes.
"That's it, unknown 'knight'; sir. Unfortunately, you are not qualified to be the princess's knight. As for why you became a knight, let me find the answer myself."
PS: In fact, Shion is not as weak as Uncle Wa said. The complete Shion is even stronger than Uncle Wa.
PS2: Keep guessing, let’s rule out the princess first. Uncle Wa is right, the princess has no strength left and can only stand there pretending to be cool - if it weren’t for the environment created by Uncle Wa, the princess wouldn’t even be able to summon the red moon.