Perspective: Taishi Xi
So Fir has been completely demonized, hasn't he? I looked at Felia, who now seemed even more sinister than a demon lord, and couldn't help but sigh in resignation. With her red eyes, hair alternating between blue and red, and that wicked smile at the corner of her mouth, I could hardly believe this was Felia, the same person I saw just a dozen minutes ago. But where did this guy get his equipment from anyway? I've never seen such an evening gown before. Could it be something Fir has been carrying around all this time? He really is a strange one... But as I looked at the Azure Dragon pearl I had obtained earlier, I couldn't help but feel a bit envious of Fir. Back then, I had gone through great lengths to obtain that dragon pearl, but Fir just casually combined a few skills together and managed to wield such power. Is it really that easy to obtain the power of the dark arts? No wonder there have been so many villains throughout history.
"Let me go! What... what are you exactly? This power, it shouldn't exist!" The semi-transparent soul being dragged out of Fir's body struggled in the air, seemingly about to be sealed into Felia's book. What has this guy turned into? Just a moment ago, I saw Felia holding a large sword in one hand and a katana in the other, but now, besides the book in her hand, there were no other visible weapons.
"Don't worry," Felia spoke, her voice sounding incredibly strange, unlike anything I've ever heard before. Gone was the sweet and crisp voice of a girl, replaced by a deep resonance. If this were anywhere else, she would clearly be the final boss.
"Your soul will become... a collection. It will forever, forever exist within my book."
"No! I don't want to!"
The soul began to struggle frantically, but Felia remained unfazed. With a snap of her fingers, a black dagger appeared in her palm. Instead of attacking directly, she pointed forward, causing the dagger to pierce the soul hanging in mid-air. The soul momentarily stopped trembling and was then swiftly drawn into the book.
Fir's body, which had been standing moments ago, collapsed like a kite with its string cut. "Rise," Felia waved her hand, causing Fir's body, which was about to hit the ground, to halt and stand up.
"So, this is your body," Felia floated over slowly and touched Fir's face. "I see, Undead Holy Angel, you are indeed quite intriguing."
What in the world is going on with this guy? I observed this bizarre scene and then turned to Bai Yueguang, who also wore a puzzled expression, clearly unsure of what to make of this strange turn of events.
"Is he harming himself?" Bai Yueguang finally blurted out after pondering for a while, leaving me wondering what was going on in his head.
"What should we do? Just watch like this? What does this guy intend to do?"
"Who knows?" Bai Yueguang glanced around. "Those enemies still have no idea what's happening. Look, even though they've avoided this area, they are still engaged in battle."
"Creatures like Felia are hardly understood by ordinary people... no, ordinary demons," I added, noting the complexity of the situation.
I chuckled bitterly, then continued to ask, "What's next? Do we wait for them to finish?"
At this moment, Felia was muttering to herself while watching Fir. Fir, with his eyes closed, seemed unaware of where his soul was at the moment.
"Look, they're coming," I said as two werewolves unexpectedly leaped up from below.
Even though theoretically they should be on par with the so-called seventh generation werewolf under the releasing of dragon aura, these two who came up now seemed to be from the first five generations, reaching a terrifying level of 90. It seemed the enemies were indeed formidable.
Silently, I looked at Felia who was still muttering there. It appeared that things were about to get interesting~
"Who are you?" The werewolf who leaped up looked at the scene before him, wearing a face of disbelief.
"Let me ask you that question." Felia released Fir and turned to face them. "Now, it is you who have come uninvited."
"Release Lord Fir! Let me deal with you!" One of the werewolves, likely from the third generation based on his title, suddenly grew to a height of ten meters! With a massive claw raised, he fiercely swung it towards Felia.
However, Felia made no move to defend or evade. Instead, she slowly lifted her head, gazing at the arm swinging down from above.
"Split."
The following scene turned exceptionally bizarre. The werewolf's arm severed into sections like a broken puppet's arm, with each section frozen, preventing a single drop of blood from splattering. As the broken parts fell to the ground, they shattered into ice chips. The scene abruptly fell silent, except for the distant sounds of battle cries and the cracking of ice.
"You..." Felia opened a book, and a phantom in the air was instantly absorbed inside. "Will you join too?"
The werewolf's body began to uncontrollably tremble, then he quickly rushed to Fir's side, grabbed him, and leaped away.
"Hey!" However, Felia remained motionless. I hastily gestured to Bai Yueguang and chased after the fleeing werewolf.
"...," in the distance, I seemed to have heard Felia say something. But I couldn't make out the words clearly.
