Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1383: Return of the Blade
But how could this earlystage Body Integration cultivator possibly be Amalia? If it really was her, she was terrifying beyond belief.
After the incident in the Copperstone Region, she had disappeared.
No one expected her to reappear two years later, and her cultivation had reached such a terrifying height.
"I’ve seen her before." Timothy Tau had initially not planned to ask for her help, but now there was no other choice.
"You’re Amalia?" The black-clad pursuers, under their masks, revealed only their astonished eyes, and clearly, they had also heard of her name.
Amalia avoided the attack from Abbadon and turned her gaze towards one of the black-clad pursuers.
It wasn’t surprising to her that Etermal One Sect was being chased. After all, the Etermal One Sect had offended too many people.
She had initially thought it might be some faction trying to eliminate a disciple of the Etermal One Sect to weaken their power, but after seeing their reactions, it seemed there was more to this than met the eye.
"I’m not interested in the secret of the Eight Gods Blades." she said coldly.
Timothy Tau became anxious. "So you don’t want to know why the Etermal One Sect values the Eight Gods Blades so much?"
At this moment, the black-clad figures suddenly attacked.
Each strike was vicious, seemingly intending to kill Timothy Tau. Before long, more wounds had appeared on him.
"Timothy Tau, be careful!" The middle-aged man stepped in to protect him, taking a strike from one of the black-clad attackers. His shoulder instantly shattered.
"Howeil Tau." Timothy Tau helped the middle-aged man, but with a burden to carry, it became harder to defend.
Under the siege of several black-clad figures, he bled profusely and was on the verge of being killed.
At that moment, Amalia made her move.
She sent Abbadon flying back several hundred meters, then turned and swung her blade.
The sharp blade light instantly struck at the black-clad figures surrounding Timothy Tau.
Sensing the overwhelming danger, the black-clad figures had no choice but to retreat.
Timothy Tau and the middle-aged man managed to escape and retreat near Amalia.
"Amalia!" The leading black-clad figure’s eyes gleamed with malicious intent as he stared at her.
"You know me, and it seems like we have some blood feud?" Amalia asked as she attacked, "What’s your connection to the Etermal One Sect? I wasn’t going to interfere, but I’ve always hated people who are wearing black clothes."
The leading black-clad figure’s face darkened. "Since we can’t kill them, then today, you must die!"
Meanwhile, Abbadon charged back, throwing a punch at Amalia’s back.
As Amalia turned around, the black-clad figure also attacked, seemingly no longer caring about Timothy Tau, letting the others deal with him.
A peak stage of the King level Devil who is seemingly just a step away from becoming a Sovereign level Devil. In terms of strength, within the Sovereign level devil, it appeared that they were one of the top-tier experts.
The leader of the black-clad figures was also quite powerful, at least possessing the strength of a cultivator at the late stage of Body Integration. Together with another cultivator at the middle stage of Body Integration, they surrounded Amalia.
Although they hadn’t said a word, both sides were highly taciturn, and their target was clearly Amalia.
"Can you hold on? I’ll go help her." Timothy Tau was grateful that Amalia was still willing to intervene, but he couldn’t just stand by and watch her being surrounded by three powerful enemies.
Howeil Tau frowned slightly. "You’re heavily injured now, and your cultivation is already lower than theirs. Going over there would be courting death, and it might even drag her down. Wait a little longer, you can see that she’s handling them with ease. I believe these people won’t be able to cause her any substantial harm. Besides, don’t you sense that the aura here is a bit strange?"
Timothy Tau hadn’t noticed it, as his mind had been entirely focused on everyone’s safety and the shock of Amalia’s sudden appearance.
After Howeil Tau pointed it out, he realized that there were traces of powerful auras lingering in the air, as if some had yet to completely dissipate.
"You mean...?"
"Yeah, it was probably her who killed them."
Timothy Tau looked up in shock at Amalia in the air who is still managing to stand her ground against three powerful enemies, and let out a bitter smile.
It made sense; after all, she had once crossed realms to kill those more powerful than her. Now, she could still do the same.
No wonder she wasn’t interested in the secret of the Eight Gods Blades. To her, the first seven blades of the Eight Gods Blades were just techniques with decent power. Even without the Eight Gods Blades, it wouldn’t matter to her.
As they were talking, Amalia broke through the encirclement of the black-clad figures and Abbadon and swinging her blade toward the early stage Body Integration cultivator.
The void was torn as the blade’s energy sent waves of air crashing around.
The early stage Body Integration cultivator knew he couldn’t evade.
If that blade landed, he would either die or be rendered useless. He roared and threw out his artifact.
The artifact hummed, but before it could react, it was torn apart and exploded in mid-air.
Amalia’s figure vanished as she moved with lightning speed, silently appearing behind her opponent and delivering a deadly strike.
Abbadon and the black-clad figures immediately moved to attack, their strikes covering at least two-thirds of Amalia’s retreat path.
But Amalia paid no attention, her blade tearing through the opponent’s body, and his soul who is screaming in agony, was shredded by the blade’s energy.
At the same time, she was struck by the attacks of the other two and sent flying a thousand meters.
Her wounds that was freshly formed, were quickly healed by the vast amount of faith energy she had stored.
The faith energy she accumulated in the Andromeda Universe had not yet been exhausted.
