Thud!

Sister Fried landed and took out a rather peculiar bottle, inside was a faintly glowing pale golden liquid that seemed extremely warm, yet she raised the bottle and took a sip.

The next second.

The wounds on Sister Fried's body began to heal rapidly, the electric shock scars caused by the Spiritual Lightning on her body swiftly vanished. In less than a second, Sister Fried had fully recovered. She was intensely gazing at Su Ziyu not far away, one hand tightly gripping a large scythe, and the other hand conjured a small scythe emitting a faint white light, switching from a dual weapon state to a dual-wielding weapon state, she murmured, "Thunderbolt Power?"

"Are you of the Divine Race?!"

In this world, only those of the Divine Race could master Thunderbolt Power, others must harness the power of miracles to cast it; miracles being stories recorded from the Divine Race's ancient history, but it's hard to find them now since much of this history has been buried by time.

Before transforming into the Lord of Cinder, the Sun King Gwyn gave a portion of the power from within his royal soul to his subordinates.

Basically, the origins of all who mastered thunder originate from here, the Spiritual Lightning cast by Su Ziyu is clearly not magic known as a miracle, so Sister Fried immediately suspected he might have the blood of the Divine Race.

"I'm not of any Divine Race; I'm merely a passerby traveler."

Su Ziyu observed the pale golden glowing bottle in her hand with great curiosity, appearing as if he wanted a taste too, but he knew he wasn't an Undead, consuming it might not be digestible and could potentially poison him to death.

However, it was no issue.

Su Ziyu also had recovery methods, he directly took out the Demon Gourd, uncapped it, and gulped down the Immortal Brew, quickly healing the frostbite spreading on his hands.

The ice power mastered by this nun was formidable, the piercing cold seemed to accumulate continually within.

It was like Cold Poison, accumulating to a certain extent could suddenly erupt.

But it's nothing, good alcohol dispels coldness.

"Alcohol?" Sister Fried's expression was slightly surprised, she subtly sniffed with her small nose, and mused to herself: "Is it genuine alcohol or an Elemental Bottle emitting an alcohol scent? It smells quite fragrant!…"

The brief contemplation did not hinder Sister Fried's next action, as a former kindling who burned within the First Flame, she could have been a powerful Lord of Cinder in the past. The initiation of the Fire Transmission Ceremony awakened her embers, although unable to exert her highest peak prowess, Sister Fried still had the ability to combat the unknown Lord of Cinder before her, although even she couldn't predict the final victory or defeat.

But isn't this the mission of the embers?

Even knowing death would come, they continued forward regardless, as this was their purpose of birth, as embers, they inherently yearned for the Flame.

On his body was the radiance of a royal soul.

Even gazing at him felt a hint of warmth, deeper within was an urgent desire, wanting to possess it.

The curse of the Dark Ring was craving this power.

The cold wind howled.

Sister Fried's figure vanished once more out of sight, entering dual-wielding state she showcased even more astounding speed, appearing almost instantly at Su Ziyu's left side, the massive scythe cut through the air, accompanied by a piercing cold, while the smaller scythe in her left hand emitted faint white light with strands of ice, freezing the ground while also eroding Su Ziyu's body.

Clang Clang Clang!

The enemy's speed was too fast.

Su Ziyu struggled to even lock on, this was truly speed akin to a specter, the fleeting shadow surpassed human limits entirely. If it weren't for his strong Perception Ability, he estimated he couldn't keep up with her moves.

Thankfully, Su Ziyu's White Crow Swordsmanship was already fully mastered.

He leveraged Telekinesis to control the Meteor Longsword while simultaneously employing his newly acquired Electromagnetic Transformation Ability, using magnetic force to interfere with her moves, slightly reducing her attack frequency. However, her weapons were quite peculiar, imbued with magic and a special Soul Power, making magnetic interference less effective, and completely restricting her weapons impossible.

This world's weapons are strange.

Despite clearly being crafted from metal, even the Flame Greatsword, Su Ziyu could perceive soul power within it, the indigenous people seemed to greatly enjoy infusing soul power into them.

Three exceedingly swift slashes fell, Sister Fried's agile figure flashed past.

Though successfully parrying her assault, Su Ziyu felt a great force transmitted, her power unmatched by a Giant, even after blocking he was slightly injured, the icy cold steadily spread and expanded.

Su Ziyu's hand gripping the Meteor Longsword trembled slightly, he furrowed his brow peering at the sword, clearly there were three chips visible on it.

The weapon was suppressed.

Sister Fried's scythe evidently exceeded the Meteor Longsword's tolerance, it was the first time visible damage appeared on it.

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