Mage Manual-Chapter 624 - 500 Farewell_3

"You choose, and I will follow your choice."

Igula sighed helplessly and struggled to his feet. "One last question before death—if everything could start over, would you heed the warnings of the Gospel?"

"Surrounded by endless darkness, how can a moth resist the flame?" Hanna replied while changing her magazine. "However, I would have used the ’Tongue of Relief’ to spare him some troubles in advance."

"In that case, he wouldn’t have to face—"

...

—Separation.

Ash reached out to embrace her, but could only hold half of Liss.

The Holy Sanctuary sniper bullet had torn her young body in half.

His heart was torn along with it.

Into two.

The wind blew Liss away; she reached through the Rain Curtain, pleading with Ash for an embrace.

Ash abandoned his sword and ignored the attacks from all directions. His arm stretched out, nearly dislocating, as if it had been preserved just for this moment—to hold back her departure.

Separation.

Don’t leave.

Don’t leave me.

Water Therapy, rekindling, reforging, Favoritism·Joyful Sword, mechanization, super-regeneration, century-old tree, mud fetus... Dozens of healing miracles from different factions flashed through Ash’s mind, each capable of healing a severed body, each capable of preserving Liss’s life. He once had suffered more severe injuries in Shattered Lake Prison, and with timely healing, his skin even got better than before.

This was a world filled with miracles, everything was still possible, for miracles exist to fill the voids of regret!

His gaze followed his hand through the Rain Curtain, and he saw Liss’s lips buzzing, as if saying ’don’t be afraid.’

Then, he saw the space around Liss collapse like a forming Vortex.

Liss was drawn into it.

His hand grasped at air, because of his distorted movement, he was propelled back. The motorbike flew to the endpoint of this journey, onto the parking lot connecting to Teal Avenue, colliding with other Floating Cars. Meanwhile, Ash remained on the bridge, thrown back into the Divine Beings’ city, halting forever just before the finish line.

The ice-cold ground soaked with rainwater, accompanied by only 1.5 family members.

Space Transmission.

He recognized it.

Holy Sanctuary Mages, although skilled in the creation of spatial realms, found it extremely challenging to perform live temporary space transmission. Either help from other Technique Spirits like the chill of Long Spear Sanctuary was necessary, or they could only transport inanimate objects like gun bullets.

If there were no precise coordinates, live beings would either be torn apart by spatial turbulence or transmitted to any possible location, such as high above the ground or within the earth’s sublayers.

The sensation of space transmission was more terrifying than being washed in a roller washing machine; surely Liss would feel like crying?

For some reason, Ash suddenly frowned upon this untimely thought.

He struggled to rise as the Sanctuaries silently encircled him. The torn half, deluged by the rain like a cotton-leaking doll, was propped up by a Long Spear, scattering the cotton, shattering the doll.

"Don’t be afraid, the noise has been eliminated," a Sanctuary declared, "Now, let’s welcome Yayin’s return to the Imperial Palace."

"Don’t be afraid."

Ash murmured in the rain, "There’s nothing left to fear."

He suddenly reached out to slash at the Long Spear Sanctuary’s neck, grabbing the spear with his left hand. A Substitute suddenly appeared from above, kicking down, while three simultaneous high-speed attacks left the Long Spear Sanctuary only able to open its Sanctuary, which, incredibly, was sliced open by Ash’s hand blade, even severing the throat in his boiling fury!

Fist Claw Faction.

Angry Sword.

When Long Spear Sanctuary covered its throat and retreated for healing, other Sanctuaries promptly initiated a surround attack. Ash grabbed the left Sword Technique Sanctuary’s wrist, controlling his long sword to slice open the earth barriers binding Ash’s legs. Then he triggered ’Sword Body Barrier,’ blocking several gun bullets and melee attacks. When the barrier shattered, he successfully snatched a sword, drawing a spatial ink mark.

Sword Technique Faction.

Heart Pen.

Sword Body Barrier.

The attacking Fist Claw Sanctuary suddenly halted for a second, as Ash gently lured him into the gun technique Sanctuary’s firing range, where six gun bullets fully expressed their value, burying themselves in a Sanctuary’s body.

Time Faction.

Time Stealing Technique Spirit.

Ash pinpointed the core of the Waterfall Miracle with a sword, the dispersing water flow shooting like bullets at the surrounding Sanctuaries, completely disrupting their siege formation; redirecting the beams of Destruction Light, destroying the ground vines attempting to imprison him.

Water Magic Faction.

Light Magic Faction.

After a lightning-fast fierce battle, Ash turned back, still seeing Holy Sanctuary Mages densely blocking his path. They seemed even more numerous than the rain above, completely obscuring Ash’s sky.

The light from the streetlamps no longer felt warm, and the rain-soaked ground displayed only mocking laser-guided texts: ">>".

"It’s okay, I am not afraid at all," he said.

Once he opened his heart to accommodate Yayin’s residence, Ash finally regained the power to resist Fate, but the only things that truly belonged to him were also rapidly depleting.

Contained within were his past, self, Sword Maiden, Liss, Igula, Hanna... Yayin would empty out all the noise, leaving only a perfectly clean six-star shell.

If I could protect you, then I would forget you.

If I could embrace you, then I would lose you.

Hanna, Igula, Harvey, Banjee, are you also struggling? Complaining? Fearing?

Don’t be afraid.

I am coming.

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