135: Battle for life

"How did he discover me?!" Luna Fairy Spirit's pupils sharply contracted, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She truly couldn't understand; she had clearly carefully consumed that incredibly precious Epic-grade Invisibility Potion.

Even a Devil King who had once stepped halfway into the Super S-Rank Realm would find it difficult to see through the effects of an Epic-grade Invisibility Potion.

For this person, who hadn't even reached S-Rank, to discover her was truly incomprehensible to Luna Fairy Spirit.

At the same time, the Sin of Pride's profound and unfathomable eyes were also scrutinizing Luna Fairy Spirit, containing both respect for a strong opponent and a playful anticipation of his soon-to-be-captured prey.

The Sin of Pride had naturally heard countless tales of Luna Fairy Spirit, the Great Sage who had severely wounded the Devil King's army on several occasions.

Noticing Luna Fairy Spirit's weakened state, the Sin of Pride's lips curved into an intriguing smile, a smile tinged with a hint of mockery and disdain.

"Why are you so weak, little mouse?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, each word like a sharp blade, lightly grazing Luna Fairy Spirit's sensitive nerves.

"Did he see through that too?"

Luna Fairy Spirit was utterly horrified; not only had the opponent discovered her existence, but he could also keenly perceive her current weakened state.

This thought flashed through her mind like lightning, causing her to panic.

To quickly escape this perilous situation, Luna Fairy Spirit swiftly made a decision and was about to cast a spatial teleportation Spell to flee the area.

But just then, a casual remark from the Sin of Pride, like an invisible wall, instantly shattered her hopes.

"Since you've come, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Let those three keep you company for a good time."

As soon as his voice fell, Luna Fairy Spirit felt the spatial fluctuations around her firmly locked by an invisible force.

"Law of Anti-Magic?!"

Luna Fairy Spirit was very familiar with this, and her heart instantly froze.

Although she was confident she could break this Law, it would take a considerable amount of time.

This meant that during the time it took her to break this Law, she would be a turtle in a jar!

Just as Luna Fairy Spirit was rapidly calculating countermeasures in her mind, a deathly aura suddenly approached!

A scorching ray of destruction, like the breath of Hell, suddenly struck from behind.

Its speed was so fast that it arrived in the blink of an eye.

In this critical moment, Luna Fairy Spirit, almost by instinct, waved her hand, and a brilliant protective shield materialized out of thin air, barely blocking the terrifying force that could tear apart mountains.

Stabilizing herself, Luna Fairy Spirit quickly turned around, only to see the Eyeball Monster rapidly approaching.

Its eyes burned with an endless desire for prey and cruel killing intent, a sight that would make any living creature tremble with fear.

Behind it, the Dark Knight and Iron-Blooded Mad Dragon followed closely, like shadows from the netherworld.

At this moment, their eyes had lost their former luster, replaced by a hollow gray-white.

Their entire bodies were entwined with a thick layer of gray mist, as if a curse from the abyss had deeply locked their Souls, plunging them completely into the abyss of madness, just like the Gluttony of Sin before them.

"How is this possible?! They're completely controlled?!"

Luna Fairy Spirit's emerald eyes, brimming with disbelief, widened, her delicate brows furrowed as an expression of incredulity slowly spread across her exquisite face.

Three Devil Generals, whose strength approached S-Rank, had simultaneously submitted to the will of an A-Rank Expert.

Such a thing, even for her, having endured millennia of trials, had never been heard of, let alone witnessed firsthand.

In the instant of thought, the crisis had arrived.

The Eyeball Monster suddenly launched an attack; countless slimy tentacles, like venomous snakes lurking in the night, silently assailed Luna Fairy Spirit, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

At this moment, the three Devil Generals, under the influence of the gray mist, not only had all their old injuries healed but also had their power doubled, returning to their respective Peak states.

Although Luna Fairy Spirit had many trump cards, facing three powerful enemies, almost touching the threshold of S-Rank, attacking simultaneously, even she couldn't help but feel an unprecedented difficulty.

The surrounding environment seemed to respond to this ominous battle; gray mist spread rapidly like a living thing, condensing into an impenetrable giant net, enveloping the entire space like an invisible prison.

Every wisp of mist was like a taut string, ready to snap at any moment, releasing destructive power.

Luna Fairy Spirit stood in the center of this cage woven by gray mist, the surrounding mist seemingly consciously writhing, greedily coveting her, attempting to eternally devour her into this endless Chaos.

She knew clearly in her heart that her opponents were not just these three controlled quasi-S-Rank Devil Generals, but also That Person, the mysterious man in the suit on the high throne.

His existence, like a sword hanging overhead, made the outcome of this battle full of unknowns.

"Luna Fairy Spirit, your doomsday has arrived!"

Iron-Blooded Mad Dragon's roar, like a thunderclap, pierced through the oppressive sky, yet it also awakened Luna Fairy Spirit's deep-seated fighting will.

She quickly adjusted her breathing, her eyes flashing with calmness and determination, without the slightest panic.

Her hands gently rose, fingertips dancing lightly, and a series of dazzling Spell lights bloomed, forming layer upon layer of protective barriers flowing with the breath of life, gently enveloping her, like nature's most solid shield.

While constructing her defense, Luna Fairy Spirit's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, scanning every corner of her surroundings, searching for even the slightest flaw in the enemy.

In this moment of life and death, her mind was clearer than ever before.

Countless tentacles, like living sharp swords, sliced through the air in the dim light, bringing with them piercing whistling sounds, pouncing with lightning speed towards the lightly standing Luna Fairy Spirit.

Each tentacle was thick and powerful, its surface covered with slimy mucus, reflecting an eerie glow under the gray mist.

They twisted, attempting to weave an impenetrable net, to firmly trap Luna.

A cold, resolute glint flashed in Luna Fairy Spirit's eyes; her figure gracefully leaped backward like a dance, deftly avoiding the dense tentacle attack.

At the same time, her slender fingers gently waved, and she chanted an ancient and powerful incantation.

In an instant, a wind blade, shining with a cyan light, shot forth, incomparably sharp, cutting through the air, precisely severing several tentacles.

However, these tentacles seemed to possess incredible vitality; no blood flowed from the severed parts, and instead, they regrew at an astonishing speed, as if they were an immortal existence.

The giant Eyeball Monster let out a low roar that shook the forest, and more tentacles, like a surging black tide, sprouted frantically from around its deep eye sockets, weaving another net of death that swept towards Luna.

At the same time, the Dark Knight silently appeared on the battlefield, his movements as swift as a ghost, launching a sneak attack on Luna Fairy Spirit.

A chilling aura, as if capable of freezing the Soul, permeated as he approached, causing the surrounding air to solidify slightly.

Luna Fairy Spirit felt this oppressive chill, but she showed no panic; she quickly formed hand seals, chanting an ancient ice-elemental incantation.

Instantly, layers of crystal-clear frost spread from beneath her feet, rapidly condensing into an indestructible ice wall, which barely blocked the fatal blow.

However, the Dark Knight's power far exceeded imagination; his long swords seemed capable of tearing through all obstacles. The moment the sword edge touched the ice wall, a hideous crack suddenly appeared, ice shards flew, and the entire ice wall swayed precariously, almost split in two.

Luna Fairy Spirit knew that direct confrontation was not the best strategy; only by utilizing her exquisite control over magic could she gain the upper hand in this duel.

Thus, she slightly closed her eyes, rapidly chanted a complex and ancient incantation, and as the last syllable of the incantation fell, the ground suddenly trembled, and a scorching aura erupted from beneath the earth.

In an instant, circles of dazzling flames, like blooming flowers, surged from the cracks in the earth, converging into a constantly swirling vortex of fire.

The raging flames, carrying destructive power, forced the Dark Knight to retreat a step, and his deep dark armor also appeared dim in the firelight.

Just as Luna Fairy Spirit and the Dark Knight were locked in a fierce battle, a huge sense of crisis suddenly approached from another direction.

Iron-Blooded Mad Dragon suddenly unfurled his fiery wings, which seemed capable of incinerating the sky.

Blazing Qi waves surged out with each beat of his wings, instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield, forming a firestorm capable of reducing all things to ashes.

The flames, like an enraged Mad Dragon, carried destructive power capable of shaking heaven and earth, roaring and rolling, directly rushing towards Luna Fairy Spirit, who was busy defending against the Dark Knight's attack.

Facing this sudden fatal blow, Luna Fairy Spirit displayed her keenness and composure.

She lightly parted her red lips, her fingertips gently tracing the air, and a frost shield, shining with an ethereal blue light, emerged in response, like a crystal-clear barrier, standing between her and the raging flames.

Despite this, the scorching aura from deep within the flames still penetrated the gaps in the shield, causing Luna to feel a suffocating inability to breathe.

She knew in her heart that facing the pincer attack of three quasi-S-Rank Experts, if she didn't quickly find a way to break the situation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The next moment, Luna Fairy Spirit slightly closed her eyes, condensing all her magic power, and an extremely solid ice arrow formed at her fingertips, its tip swirling with bone-chilling cold, pointing directly at Iron-Blooded Mad Dragon's chest, intending to interrupt his offensive.

However, Iron-Blooded Mad Dragon's battle intuition was incredibly keen; he almost instinctively flapped his fiery wings, not only easily dodging this fatal blow but also tracing a fiery red trajectory in the air, followed by an even more ferocious fire attack that seemed to ignite the sky.

The firestorm intertwined and swirled in mid-air, finally converging into an impenetrable sea of fire, completely engulfing Luna Fairy Spirit.

In this moment of life and death, Luna Fairy Spirit showed no panic; she gritted her teeth, rapidly chanting an ancient and mysterious incantation.

As the last syllable fell, a power of frost originating from the far north erupted from within her, transforming into an overwhelming frost storm, forming a stark contrast with the raging flames.

The two clashed fiercely in the air, creating deafening roars, as if everything between heaven and earth trembled at this moment.

Utilizing this brief but precious moment of respite, Luna Fairy Spirit agilely flew backward, putting distance between herself and Iron-Blooded Mad Dragon at a speed almost impossible to catch.

Before she could even catch her breath, tentacles had already struck behind her.

"How troublesome!"

Luna Fairy Spirit gritted her teeth; under the combined pincer attack of three quasi-S-Rank Devil Generals, any slight oversight could become a fatal mistake.

Fortunately, with Luna Fairy Spirit's combat experience, she wouldn't be defeated in a short time.

Her figure danced gracefully on the battlefield, appearing and disappearing, weaving through sword glints and magic torrents, constantly unleashing various powerful Spells, contending with the three quasi-S-Rank Devil Generals.

Her Spells were unpredictable; sometimes they were ice, freezing enemies invisibly.

Sometimes they were scorching flames, incinerating all obstacles.

And sometimes they transformed into raging winds and storms, sweeping across the battlefield.

Every move, every stance, contained unfathomable Profound Truths and immense power capable of rewriting the course of battle, causing even the Sin of Pride on his high throne to exclaim in admiration.

Of course, the strength of the three quasi-S-Rank Devil Generals was also not to be underestimated.

Their attacks were like a meticulously choreographed dance of death; every swing, every extension, carried power capable of shaking mountains and rivers, attempting to push Luna Fairy Spirit step by step into the abyss of despair.

The Dark Knight's long swords gleamed with a faint cold light in the dimness; every slash was as swift as lightning, precise and deadly, like a venomous snake poised to strike, silently locking onto every subtle flaw in Luna Fairy Spirit.

At the same time, the tentacles covering the giant Eyeball Monster's body, as if from the deep sea of fear, were flexible and tough; they intertwined in the air into invisible nets, each swing bringing a whistling wind, like countless cold steel chains, attempting to weave an inescapable cage, firmly fixing Luna in the center of the stage of despair.

As for Iron-Blooded Mad Dragon, the flames he spewed were not just ordinary flames; they were karmic fire originating from the depths of ancient volcanoes, filled with wrath and destruction.

Every eruption of flames was accompanied by a deafening roar, scorching Qi waves rolled, burning and distorting the surrounding air, making even breathing seem to ignite the lungs, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of impending doomsday.

Under the combined siege of these three Experts, Luna Fairy Spirit's figure appeared exceptionally lonely and fragile.

She was like the brightest star in the night sky, though radiant, she also faced the crisis of being extinguished.

Her small figure constantly leaped and moved amidst the interplay of light and shadow, each flash accompanied by dazzling magical brilliance, unleashing a series of complex and exquisite protective barriers and counter-Spells, attempting to find a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation.

Although her magic was powerful enough to change the colors of mountains and rivers, in such a protracted war of attrition, even she began to feel unprecedented pressure and fatigue, a sense of powerlessness originating from the depths of her Soul.