Chapter 331: The Demon Sword Red (Part 10) 

Magic Sword Reid looked left and right, trapped within the afterimage formation. Holding the Sword of the Hero, yet his face was full of confusion. He didn’t know which one to slash.

The Afterimage Step had taken effect on him for the first time. It seemed this move was indeed only effective against “fools.”

There was no other way. Magic Sword Reid’s stats and mechanisms stacked together were inherently unsolvable. If you gave him a brain on top of that to flexibly utilize these abilities, then the position of the Mage King could be handed over to him.

If it were Samimi operating it, she would have simply welded the Sword of the Hero permanently to her hand, used time reversal for infinite revivals, and been invincible across the entire battlefield.

The Hero of the Gale was still constantly wearing down the enemy. Wind blades, afterimages, hit-and-run tactics, but the damage was practically like scraping at a callus.

“Why is she still dragging it out? Why isn’t she attacking?” Samimi frowned, muttering quietly, “When did Ironhead Leilei become so cautious?”

“Wasn’t it because you knocked her out from behind with a stick once?” Bemore said flatly. “Then why didn’t you become cautious after I slapped you down?” Samimi retorted. “Instead, you went even crazier?”

“To each their own,” Bemore replied dismissively.

“Still dragging it out. I even gave her the strategy guide, and she’s still being timid.” Samimi was dissatisfied.

“That battle affected her too deeply,” Bemore repeated. “Psychological trauma.”

“Alright, alright, it was my fault, okay? I won’t knock you guys on the head anymore, stop harping on it.” Samimi was impatient.

The reason for her irritation was that The Hero of the Gale was fighting too safely.

Safe like a textbook.

No mistakes, but also no explosive moments.

Dull. Too dull.

Samimi was even starting to feel sleepy watching.

But being safe was not a bad thing.

If they continued at this pace, a steady victory was assured.

The problem was they had another enemy.

They needed to end this fight quickly and return to defend the rear.

Samimi only voiced her complaints in a low murmur, not interfering with the battle. She understood clearly she couldn’t be a “fountain commander.”

Dozens of exchanges later, Magic Sword Reid was covered in wounds.

But its attacks remained ferocious.

Wind blades were almost ineffective against it, and it hadn’t even been forced to use time reversal yet.

Then, in the next instant, The Hero of the Gale moved.

Bang!

Gale Dash!

A point-blank strike, sword finger eruption.

Piercing sword energy exploded from behind, mist blooming like a flower.

Directly shattering Magic Sword Reid’s shoulder bone.

Its right arm hung limp, temporarily unable to lift the sword.

But it still clutched the Sword of the Hero tightly, as if welded to its hand.

Whoosh!

A second strike.

Aimed straight for the wrist.

The Hero of the Gale was going to sever the hand and seize the sword.

But in that instant, time reversal activated.

The body restored to its original state.

Simultaneously lifting the sword to counterattack.

Hiss!

Magic Sword Reid let out an inhuman hiss.

For the first time, it displayed emotion.

It didn’t retreat but advanced instead, pressing forward at point-blank range.

However, The Hero of the Gale had completely changed.

She no longer fell back.

No more hit-and-run.

Directly a head-on clash.

Consecutive sword finger strikes.

Close-quarters eruption.

Magic Sword Reid’s sword couldn’t reach her, but her sword fingers could land hit after hit.

One strike after another, continuously blasting its body apart.

At this moment, she had changed classes to “Brawler.”

Her attack style had completely transformed.

Using the sword as a fist.

Close-quarters burst damage.

The core of a Brawler is point-blank explosive slaughter. Once in close quarters, instantly blow them up.

The Hero of the Gale’s sword fingers were essentially the same as Bemore’s Dragon Bomb, extremely compressed energy.

Bemore compressed flames. She compressed wind fighting spirit.

Incidentally, she also “borrowed” some technique from her teammate.

Even Samimi was impressed watching.

Holding back for so long, finally erupting.

And erupting fiercely.

This move didn’t exist in the original plot at all.

The original Hero of the Gale was just a “watered-down Sword Saint.”

She didn’t have this kind of explosive power.

Even knowing the weakness, fighting Magic Sword Reid was still extremely difficult.

Fighting until utterly exhausted, the entire party on their last legs, they barely managed to win.

But now, it was going too smoothly.

So smoothly it made Samimi uneasy.

“The Hero of the Gale… just how far are you going to evolve?” she murmured softly.

“Wasn’t it because you pushed her?” Bemore immediately chimed in. “You’ve already become a Hongyi Grand Archbishop, how could her pressure not be immense?”

“I say one sentence and you retort with ten.” Samimi was speechless. “Just got rid of one big nag, and now here comes a little nag.”

“Who became a Hongyi Grand Archbishop?” Serina looked completely confused.

The two of them ignored her outright.

The battle entered its final phase.

According to Samimi’s plan, The Hero of the Gale would erupt with all her wind fighting spirit, briefly controlling the Sword of the Hero.

Causing the Great Windmill Slash to stall for an instant.

“[Tyrant Sword]!”

Both fingers thrust out together, accurately striking the shoulder.

Boom!

The entire right arm was directly severed and sent flying.

The Sword of the Hero lost its control.

The audience could see with their own eyes that the magical blood vessels on the sword hilt were all severed.

No longer able to connect to that zombie body.

Magic Sword Reid collapsed to the ground with a crash.

Samimi watched this scene but felt no relief in her heart.

Instead, she felt even more uneasy.