socalfunplaces Chapter 411 Breath of the Moon
Chapter 411 Breath of the Moon
Xavier was running, running without stopping.
As your feet step over one meadow after another, through the woods, the treasure-hunting group's camp, and the territory of Warcraft.
He finally stopped, bent over, put his hands on his knees, his chest heaving violently, and the blond hair on his forehead was completely wet with sweat.
“Huh…Huh, if we run here…we should be almost there. That guy…there’s no way he can catch up to us.”
Xavier slumped on the ground helplessly, his heart filled with joy at surviving the disaster.
"Amazing... I survived."
"Haha, you guys, just wait for me, I will definitely go to the Enforcement Office and sue you severely!"
Xavier made what he thought were his lofty ambitions.
Poor him, he doesn't know yet, among the three magistrates, two of them have already surrendered to the enemy, and the last one is willing but unable to do anything. He has tried his best to survive in the cracks, so how could he have the energy left to uphold justice for others?
Of course, the two family heads who surrendered to the enemy have already been sent, which is one of the few good news.
"Ahem, we can't stop yet. The other party will definitely find this place. Let's rest for a while and recover our strength before we hurry on!"
Xavier wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat cross-legged to rest.
He had neither dry food nor water, which was naturally arranged by the Fatui.
In order to prevent workers from escaping and hiding food, they distributed food in fixed quantities each time, which could only ensure that the workers would not starve to death, and that was all.
boom! boom!
For no reason, Xavier suddenly heard a slight muffled sound caused by a heavy object hitting flesh.
He turned his head away with horror on his face.
boom!boom!
The muffled sound came one after another. Although the sound was faint, it was as deafening as thunder in Xavier's heart!
The source of the sound was the Warcraft camp where he had just escaped!
"Damn it! What did these animals eat to grow up? How could they catch up to me even though I ran so far?!"
Xavier was full of doubts about his life and no longer dared to stop to rest. He stood up in a panic and continued to run away.
After a while, the Thunder Hammer Vanguard, full of murderous aura, came out with huge hammers in their hands.
He was breathing heavily, faint arcs of electricity lingered around his giant hammer, and his combat uniform was stained with scarlet color.
The Thunder Hammer Vanguard strode to the place where Xavier had just rested. Looking at the traces of the surrounding grass being crushed, he slowly raised his head and stared straight ahead.
"I've got you."
After he finished speaking, the Thunder Hammer Vanguard strode forward, their heavy bodies charging like a tank, unstoppable.
.........
call out!
The sharp blade broke through the air, and the knife light was fleeting. As Kamisato Ayaka put away the knife, the hillock thug in front of her fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a ball of ashes that melted into the earth veins.
Arata Ichito calmly swallowed the last bite of banana, threw the banana peel aside casually, and clapped his hands.
"Not bad, this is only the third wave of monsters, and your swordsmanship has improved significantly."
Kamisato Ayaka looked at her hands in disbelief, then turned to look at Arata Ichito.
"Boss! You really didn't lie. You really gave me new abilities? How... did you do that?"
Arataki Ichito took out a bunch of grapes and started eating them happily, and patted Kamisato Ayaka's shoulder with his free left hand.
"Ability also depends on the person. I can only say that it suits you very well. Don't panic. Make good use of it and keep going."
"As for the source... well, you can think of it as... well... a legacy from a god. As the beneficiary, I can naturally distribute these things."
Kamisato Ayaka's eyelids twitched wildly, "Ha, God? Boss, you are really not kidding me?"
Arata Ichito smiled nonchalantly, "How could that be? As for the name of that god, just call him the Key to His Gate."
At the same time, he was constantly sighing in his heart, "My god, this talent is really against the sky. No wonder Tsugekuni Yoriichi in Demon Slayer World is called the son of God. Just by killing a few monsters, her swordsmanship has improved a lot. This unreasonable strengthening is simply anti-human."
"Wait? Linghua has inherited Tsugakuni Yoshiichi's talent for swordsmanship. Not to mention that she will comprehend the product of Demon Slayer World, can she successfully perform the Moon Breathing that I gave her?"
This thought flashed through Aratake Ichito's mind, and he immediately asked, "Ayaka, do you feel that your breathing is different?"
Kamisato Ayaka was stunned, "What? Is the air here poisonous?"
She was startled and held her breath.
Aratake Ichito patted her head, and as if pressing a switch, he made her breathe again.
"No, I just wanted to ask, do you feel like you can get stronger by breathing in a certain rhythm?"
"How is this possible? Just breathing..."
Kamisato Ayaka blurted out with an absurd look on her face, but stopped abruptly the next moment.
She looked at Aratake Ichito with a suspicious look and asked, "You gave it to me again?"
Arata Ichito admitted it openly, and then asked her to close her eyes and breathe carefully to see if she could find the feeling.
Knowing that she could become stronger, Kamisato Ayaka did as she was told, closed her eyes, and felt her breathing with her heart.
Arata Ichito stood there, listening quietly.
Kamisato Ayaka's breathing was long and gentle, like a stream that never stops flowing silently.
Slowly, her breathing began to fall into a specific rhythm.
Kamisato Ayaka herself perceived that a strange power was surging from her lungs and then flowing into her limbs and bones.
One after another, mysterious sword skills emerged in his mind one after another.
Sharp, murderous, lonely...
These momentum and emotions were fully displayed as the sword skills were displayed again and again.
Kamisato Ayaka's breathing became more and more smooth as she fell into a specific rhythm, as if it was natural.
I don’t know how long it took, but Kamisato Ayaka quietly opened her eyes, a moon-like light slowly rose in her eyes, and a silky white breath came out from between her lips and teeth.
The five fingers of her right hand, which was placed on the hilt of the knife, clenched tightly, and then she exerted force with her arm and pulled out Tianmu like lightning!
The long sword was unsheathed with a clang, and the sound of sword sounded in the void.
The blade cut through the air with precision, powerful energy gushing out from the tip of the blade.
In an instant, a crescent-like purple sword light, carrying more than a dozen rapidly rotating golden crescents, whistled towards Huang Long Yidou in front of him!
It was so fast and sharp that it rushed in front of Arata Ichito almost at the same moment, and drew two translucent turbulent air currents on both sides.
Breath of the Moon, Form of One, Dark Moon, Palace of Night.
"What a powerful force!"
Huang Long Yidou was startled and suddenly raised his hand to smash the sword light and the crescent moon in front of him into pieces.
The fragmented light disappeared into the void, and the turbulent airflow was smoothed out by the palm wind.
Everything returned to calm.
Arata Ichito clapped his hands, his eyes full of admiration, "You're great! You really gave me a big surprise."
Kamisato Ayaka sheathed her sword, without any joy of becoming stronger, only a face full of speechlessness.
After all, if anyone sees their ultimate move being destroyed by the opponent's basic attack, they will be very appreciative and say "you are so awesome"~
You'll feel powerless...