From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 37 How could I resist slaughtering them?

"boom!"

After a loud bang, the suspicious figure, Elena, rushed out of her hiding corner and finished off the surviving bandits one by one.

"No, don't kill me."

"Go tell my ring directly."

She wielded a flaming straight sword, striking down bandits one by one, each move aimed at the enemy's head.

In just over a minute, the ground was covered with heads.

No robber can keep his own head.

After severing the last head, Elena breathed a sigh of relief. The flame on her sword gradually died down, and she plopped down on the bandit's sleeping bag.

After the carnage, her delicate face was splattered with blood, and her sweat-dampened brown hair clung to her face, adding a unique charm to her appearance.

"Phew, even though it's not my first time killing someone, I'm still a little nervous."

Despite this, her face showed a hint of excitement, as if she were reliving the carnage just now, her eyes completely devoid of the clarity they had seven days ago.

"Time to get back to work. Let me see where the Golden Dragon Claw is...not here?"

She searched the entire camp but couldn't find her target.

Elena stood rooted to the spot, a look of confusion on her face. After a long while, she slowly turned her head and looked at the dark entrance to the underground tomb, her mind undecided.

"Could it have been lured inside by some bandits?"

Staring at the dark entrance passage, she began to have second thoughts.

It is best not to enter ruins and underground tombs without adequate preparation, as also recorded in "Basic Swordsmanship of the Wandering Swordsman".

As Elena hesitated, Mordy was also considering whether to go out and say hello to her.

"Only seven days have passed, and she's changed so much. What caused this?"

After much hesitation, he decided to go out and meet Elena, and also to find out what had happened to her recently.

Just before he was about to take a step, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

An unfamiliar aura entered his perception range, and the constant spells of many schools of prophecy came into play, the collected data telling him a fact.

The visitor was an extraordinary individual.

"Such a small town as Baihe has produced so many extraordinary individuals. Could this be a sign that a great new chapter is about to begin?"

Modi stopped in the shadows, casting his gaze at the newcomer, his vigilance instantly rising.

The only things that could trigger this kind of stress response in him are the crazy old men and women that appear in the story.

Unfortunately, the visitor was one of them.

A young woman with short hair and a bright smile walked out slowly, her emerald green eyes fixed on Elena without ever looking away or blinking.

"Oh, my dear Elena, so you're here too." The short-haired girl spoke first, and before Elena could answer, she continued on her own:

"It seems we have a deep connection. I never expected to run into each other like this. Do you think this might be a sign from fate?"

Who asked you?

Elena gripped her straight sword tightly, her wary gaze inadvertently revealing a hint of disgust.

Less than a day after she parted ways with her older brother Mormontis, she was entangled by this girl of unknown origin.

Remembering her elder brother's teachings, she naturally wanted to get rid of this troublesome woman as soon as possible.

But this woman was like a leech, sticking to her relentlessly.

"This is your last warning, Edith, get out of here!"

As murderous intent rose, the straight sword in Elena's hand, a gift from her elder brother, emitted sparks, its blade pointing directly at the short-haired girl.

Edith noticed her emotional shifts, her smile widening, but she feigned disappointment and said:

"Oh, my dear Elena, why do you keep rejecting me?"

As she spoke, she walked toward Elena.

"The more you refuse, the more excited I get."

Yes, yes, that's the look in their eyes. The more defiant they appear now, the more captivating they'll be after they're ravaged.

Edith could almost smell the fragrance of the brown-haired girl's blood.

Perhaps this will be the most delicious virgin blood she has ever tasted.

Watching Edith walk to within ten meters of her, Elena finally lost her temper, stomped her foot, and launched a counterattack.

At the same time, he didn't forget to throw out a cylindrical object with a lit fuse.

"Darling, I saw through your little tricks a long time ago." Edith casually tossed out a throwing knife, detonating the pillar-like object in mid-air.

"boom!"

Another loud bang followed, and smoke billowed out. Elena couldn't see the enemy's movements for a moment, but she heard mocking voices coming from within the smoke.

"Honey, can I take that as you trying to make me happy?"

"You crazy woman!" she yelled, her pupils suddenly shrinking.

The short-haired girl, who should have been ten meters away, suddenly appeared in front of her, wearing a smile that sent chills down her spine.

"Since my darling has given me such a generous gift, I should reciprocate in kind. Ah, I'll use this as my return gift."

In the midst of their conversation, Edith deflected her flaming straight sword with just a short dagger.

At the same moment, a strangely shaped short sword swung down towards her fair neck.

As she faced imminent death, countless thoughts flashed through Elena's mind, and countless images seemed to flash before her eyes, finally settling on her elder brother's resolute face.

Countless thoughts eventually converged into one sentence:

"Big brother, help me!"

"You lunatic, stop right now!"

At that moment, Modi seemed to sense her will and arrived just in time to strike.

The crimson ice spear flew out of his hand, faster than Etis's sword swing, and was about to pin him to the spot.

At the critical moment, Etis felt a chill run down his spine. He forcefully drew his sword and retreated, transforming into a shadow as he darted to the side.

Less than half a second later, the blood spear had already reached the spot where she was standing, plunging into the ground, with the spearhead only half a body length away from Elena.

Edith transformed back into human form, looking at the blood-stained spear on the ground with lingering fear, and subconsciously swallowed.

If a single blood spear created by magic is this terrifying, what kind of expert must the newcomer be?

"As expected of the Darkscale Cult's trump card, not bad at all."

The person hadn't arrived yet, but their voice had already reached them.

Edith looked around and realized that a tall, dark figure had appeared not far from her.

Beneath the black robe was full-body armor, and he wore a helmet, obscuring his face.

On his right shoulder, a Wendigo skull was chained, radiating a tyrannical aura without restraint.

Modi drew his greatsword, walked slowly to Elena's side, pulled the blood spear from the ground, and nodded slightly to her.

Elena hid behind him, leaning on her straight sword, her gaze fixed on him.

Her pupils reflected the man's reliable back, and a sense of security washed over her like a wave.

A strange light appeared in her eyes, and her body relaxed without her even realizing it.

"Who are you? How do you know who I am?"

As the panic subsided, Edith's smile returned.

"But none of that matters. What matters is that I'm playing a game with my dear Elena. Could you please move aside for a moment?"

Or, darling, is it because of this man that you've been rejecting me?

Before she could utter the last word, she transformed into a serpentine shadow and lunged at Modi.

"Shadow form?" Mordy remained calm, even though the serpentine shadow that Etis had transformed into was already within reach.

He simply stood still, waiting for the serpentine shadow to advance to within a meter of him before unleashing the full power of his [Fear Aura].

In an instant, the serpentine shadow froze in place, unable to move.

Edith was forced to cancel her shadow transformation, and her petite figure gradually rose from the shadows.

Before she could fully emerge from her shadow form, an ice claw burning with cursed fire landed on her face.

With a forceful lift, Edith, in her half-human, half-shadow form, was lifted off the ground, her lower half, the shadowy snake tail, still struggling and swaying.

"The Darkscale Cult's unique [Shadow Symbiosis] surgery... I guess what you're symbiotically sharing is a Shadow Viper, right?"

A slightly hoarse voice came from the man's mouth. Edith ignored his words and struggled violently, but she could not pry the hand covering her face.

Enraged, she grabbed a knife and stabbed the man.

The short knife and dagger shot out simultaneously, like the fangs of a viper biting at the neck of its prey.

Edith had a clever plan: if she wanted to stop both weapons, the man in front of her would have to let her go.

If he remains unmoved, one of her enchanted weapons will tear through his armor and secure victory for her.

However, to her surprise, Mordy chose another option.

A layer of blood ice grew from the surface of the armor, adding a thick layer of ice plating to it.

The moment the swords pierced through, the cursed magic within the blood ice surged forth, corrupting the enchantments of the two weapons and causing them to become stuck in the blood ice layer, unable to advance any further.

Edith's smile shifted to Mordy's face. "Looks like your weapon isn't very good quality."

He ignored Etis in his hand, staring blankly at the two weapons that had lost their enchantment glow, looking as if he were about to turn to the dark side.

"How dare you destroy them? Those were tokens of her love for me!"

Suddenly, she roared like a madwoman, and countless shadow spikes surged from her shadowy lower body, but they were blocked by constant protective spells such as magic protection and blood flame barrier.

Modi knew he had touched a nerve.

Edith, the Darkscale assassin who enjoys toying with women's feelings and then torturing them to death when he gets bored, actually has a white moonlight in his heart.

Her two weapons are keepsakes given to her by her beloved, and they are also key to her redemption in her personal storyline.

However, Modi didn't want to clear her name; he just wanted to take advantage of her.

Before he transmigrated, he would always make a point of killing her after she was redeemed in the game, let alone after he transmigrated, when she came to him on her own.

How could he possibly resist slaughtering them?

Modic didn't indulge her ideas just because of her gender or appearance. He could be ruthless even to his own teacher, let alone a crazy woman who was not as good as Elena.

Grabbing Edith's head, he slammed it to the ground without any mercy.

His head slammed into the ground with a series of dull thuds.

Elena, watching from the side, was both terrified and a little excited.

Although this method of execution is cruel, it is so satisfying that she wants to learn it!