Chapter 228: Chapter 225 Strange Flames
After Ji Ma shouted, she couldn’t help but feel a bit regretful.
Although George was a fool to the core, hopelessly virtuous, she had shared so much with him. There was a personal connection; if she pleaded with him, he might turn around and save her immediately.
Several crossbow bolts surrounded by poisonous mist shot toward Ji Ma from all directions. One bolt deflected, but under this saturated attack, another bolt struck her chest, causing her protective talisman to burn even brighter and emit blue smoke.
Ji Ma regretted even more: “George, I’m on fire!”
The ground was approaching her face; if she didn’t fly up again, she would be kissing the Mother Earth violently. Ji Ma didn’t want to test her physical strength. She struggled to chant a counter-curse to dissipate the magic power within her, and the bronze incense hanging at her waist began to emit black smoke as several tendrils of dark smoke burst forth from her skin.
She couldn’t see how Balsa was riding towards her; apart from the sound of the wind, she heard some booming noises.
The Mother Earth was about to deliver a fierce kiss.
Fortunately, Ji Ma’s wings finally started to move. She slightly spread them. The natural ability of her wings brought a surprisingly strong floating capability that counteracted her falling.
The tips of the wild grass touched her nose, and just as she was about to sigh in relief, she heard the approaching sound of hoofbeats. Turning her head, she saw Balsa with red hair riding a black steed, swinging a sword toward her face.
The sword blade stopped right in front of her eyes, a gust of wind brushing past her cheeks as a transparent light shield intercepted the blade.
Good job, Jenna. I’ll definitely repay you in bed later.
Just as Ji Ma felt moved, the light shield shattered, turning into countless specks of light.
Balsa, failing her strike, immediately leaped down from her horse.
Ji Ma quickly entered an invisible state and created an equal illusion, but the curse of the Mother of All Beasts was like a bone-deep maggot, acting up in her body once again, revealing Ji Ma’s figure in the air.
Now there were two Ji Mas.
Without hesitating, Balsa raised her sword and struck at the visible Ji Ma, but missed entirely.
The real Ji Ma fought hard to suppress the curse within her, turned her head, and flapped her wings to escape, but felt a numbness in her back as a broken wing fell in front of her.
So fast? I was at least thirty meters away from her.
A blood blade whizzed past her side, answering her confusion. Ji Ma landed and turned her head, seeing that Balsa had a dreamcatcher hanging from her waist and was already behind her with her sword raised for another strike.
Ji Ma forced her seemingly rusty body to dodge sideways, only to feel another pain in her back as another broken wing flew up.
Ji Ma became furious, gripping a branch axe spear to confront this person; just as she swung the axe spear, she felt something was off. The opponent’s speed was too fast, and she couldn’t protect herself from Balsa’s sword. Balsa’s sword deftly avoided the axe spear, striking right at Ji Ma’s neck.
The protective extraordinary charm merely caused Balsa’s sword to wobble a bit; the defensive effect of Ji Ma’s force field armor was no more than a mortal’s chainmail, which wasn’t formidable armor against Balsa’s rune sword.
But Ji Ma was not panicking or feeling a sense of despair because the cooldown of her “Puppet Substitute” was over.
Balsa’s sword severed the puppet’s head, and she cursed, “Mud eel!”
Ji Ma endured the pain in her back while running invisibly, but Balsa caught the scent of her blood and charged through the gray mist with her sword raised.
Ji Ma turned around and saw Balsa coming toward her with her sword raised, feeling an extreme regret.
Just then, a stag horn beast happened to pass by. Ji Ma winked at it, and the stag horn beast, enchanted, decided to fight for Ji Ma.
But Ji Ma continued to shout:
“George! Come save me! I’m going to die!”
Before she finished her shout, a white figure flew out of the gray mist, landed behind Ji Ma, rolled a few times, and leaped up from the ground—it was George, dressed in super Gothic armor, his light wings still lit. A red-haired head fell in front of him, the head of the Mother of All Beasts.
Faced with a dilemma, George chose to take them all.
Ji Ma quickly changed her words: “I’m fine, George, you’re just in time.”
After saying that, she endured the pain to flap her remaining quarter of blood membrane wings, trying to put on a smile, but it twisted in pain. Actually, it didn’t hurt that much; the membrane wings were a consumable that could grow back for her. But what smile could be more heart-wrenching than “forced laughter”?
George’s gaze fell on her back; his figure flashed, and a curved blazing light shot towards Balsa.
The harsh sound of metal striking stone rang out.
Balsa took ten steps back, a handful of severed red hair drifting to the ground, and her helmet fell down.
“Well done!” Ji Ma shouted while running toward George. “How about you come and fight us?”
Balsa cursed in elvish, “Annoying monkey!”
She turned and fled.
Ji Ma dashed behind George, chattering, “Oh, I’m really not that hurt, I could last a bit longer. You see that stag horn beast? I tricked it into being cannon fodder…”
The mesmerized stag horn beast saw George and was already scared away.
George placed his hand on Ji Ma’s wound; his iron gauntlet shone with white light and said, “Ji Ma, you’re injured. Hurry and call Jenna to heal you.”
The bleeding stopped, and Ji Ma felt very weak. She said, “It’s fine, as long as the Mother of All Beasts is dead.”
With that, she leaned against George, cold sweat continually appearing on her face.
Eve Frostleaf leaped out of the gray mist, gracefully landing beside George. Seeing the Mother of All Beasts’ head, she asked, “Did we win?”
The gray mist still revealed the dim figure of the Mother of All Beasts, along with a scarred horned bull, letting out a sorrowful roar.
George tightened his hold on Ji Ma and said, “Not necessarily.”
A wave of pressure centered on the Mother of All Beasts spread, dissipating the gray mist.
She was still moving, not dead yet. The wound caused by Eve Frostleaf was already fully healed. The injury on her back that could almost split her in half was mending, with granulation tissue rolling within it, continuously oozing blood mixed with green—Ji Ma’s cursed poison.
A new mass of flesh wormed out from her neck, forming a skull, growing eyes, a nose, and golden hair, with eyes as blue as George’s.
Ji Ma felt a chill. Such a severe wound, still burned and had its head severed, and yet it was healing.
“You were ruthless,” the Mother of All Beasts said softly. “However, this will all come to an end.”
Behind her, the gray mist unveiled the figures of numerous beastmen. Called forth by the Mother of All Beasts, these beastmen abandoned the fight and moved towards this direction, surrounding the three of them.
Distant sounds of scattered knight battles could still be heard.
George asked, “Where’s Jenna?”
Ji Ma said, “She left—she got pushed back.”
“Breakthrough,” George ordered. “Frostleaf, take Ji Ma with you.”
The Mother of All Beasts approached, saying, “Why be so stubborn? You could genuinely die this time.”
Ji Ma clenched her fists, feeling anxious. This hideous monster was truly shameless.
“I refuse to live in cowardice.”
The Mother of All Beasts hadn’t fully healed her wound. Her tentacle staff picked up the two wings Ji Ma had dropped and said, “I can let you go, but there is something I want to discuss with you.”
“I will not compromise, Mother of All Beasts.”
The Mother of All Beasts examined the surrounded beastman troops and felt her advantage was overwhelming. She opened her lips and spoke, “No need for you to compromise; you just have to listen.”
“My name is Vichina; do not call me by my nickname anymore,” she said, wiping her moist blue eyes and continuing, “I am—”
Her words seemed to have violated some taboo, and a column of fire descended from the sky, engulfing her.
“Ah ah ah…” she roared in the fire, howling.
George was taken aback and quickly reacted: “Breakthrough.”
The three rushed toward Quinas Castle, behind them the hoarse, endlessly furious roar echoed: “Gregory!”
But the breakthrough faced severe obstacles. Although the Mother of All Beasts didn’t know why she was being burned by heavenly fire and couldn’t act for a moment, Ji Ma had almost no fighting power, and Eve Frostleaf was also injured.
The three found it difficult to escape from the mire created by the beastmen. Moreover, they could see the heavenly fire about to extinguish as the Mother of All Beasts slowly approached them.
At this moment, a fire vortex formed beside the three, a turbulent flame burning the surrounding beastmen acting as cannon fodder, causing charred bodies to be lifted into the air and fall, driving the beastmen back.
“Quick, withdraw!”
It was Gregory arriving, wearing a red helmet and holding a spiked hammer and shield, coming to protect the three.
The three, in a desperate state, managed to escape back to Quinas city.
