Chapter 13783 Weakness is the Original Sin

Jiang Yuyan's attacks were extremely fierce, and each swing of her claws was powerful, forcing the Knights to be careful. She was as fast as lightning, moving freely in the siege of the Knights, looking for opportunities to counterattack.

"Go, go! Take them both with you!" Jiang Yuyan shouted at the top of her lungs while trying to resist the attacks of the Divine Knights. She knew that she couldn't stay like this for long. Although the power of symbiosis with the demons was powerful, it also put a great burden on her body.

Even if she could still hold off the enemy now, she would definitely not be able to do so later. She had to let Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu go first, otherwise she would be powerless later. Her voice was filled with anxiety and worry, as if she was sending a final distress signal to the people around her.

"Catch those two women, don't let them run away!" The white-robed high priest roared at the top of his lungs. His voice seemed to carry the power of thunder, echoing in this chaotic and war-torn battlefield.

At this moment, his eyes were as big as copper bells, full of bloodshot, revealing endless anxiety and anger. His face was flushed with anger, and the veins on his forehead bulged like twisted earthworms.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost embedded in his palms, and his joints turned white due to the force. He was already very upset about losing a divine knight, and he must not let Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu escape, otherwise this operation would fail and the face of the Holy Hall would be lost.

However, Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu had no intention of running away. They looked at each other with determination and resoluteness in their eyes, as if they were ready to fight the enemy to the death.

At this moment, their bodies were covered with wounds, their clothes were stained with blood, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain. But their wills were extremely firm, like two towering mountains, standing firm no matter how violent the storm was.

They each took out a pill from their arms. The pill emitted a soft and mysterious light, as if it contained endless vitality and power.

This elixir was left to them by Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao once told them solemnly that he had spent a lot of effort to refine it, and at a critical moment, it could even bring the dead back to life. Now, the time has come to use it.

Ling Bi slowly put the pill into her mouth, closed her eyes, concentrated her mind, and felt the pill slowly dissolving in her body. A warm current instantly spread throughout her body, and that warm current seemed to be a magical force that began to repair her damaged meridians and internal organs.

She could feel that her strength was recovering little by little and the pain was gradually easing.

Xiao Lianzhu did the same. After swallowing the pill, she sat cross-legged on the ground, circulating her spiritual power and guiding the medicine to circulate in her body. A trace of pain appeared on her face, but it was soon replaced by determination.

She knew that only by recovering her strength as quickly as possible could she survive the battle and avenge her dead companions.

At this tense moment, they swallowed the elixir to heal their wounds, which was like lighting a lamp of hope in the darkness. When the white-robed chief priest saw this scene, he became even more anxious. He frantically urged the divine knights to speed up and must catch them before they recovered.

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"Haha, what a touching scene, what a pity, weakness is the original sin!" Qin Feng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a slightly sarcastic smile, he crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes full of disdain and indifference, and said lightly.

At this time, he was standing outside the Zhaixing Tower watching the battle, looking at the scene of Ling Bi, Xiao Lianzhu and others fighting desperately in the city, without any sympathy in his heart.

In his opinion, this world is a world where the strong prey on the weak. The weak can only become victims of the strong. This is an unchangeable rule.

"Boss, the Feather Tribe and the Water Tribe are very quiet now." A burly subordinate approached Qin Feng and said in a low voice. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, wondering why these two forces did not move in such a fierce battle.

"It's okay. Don't worry about them. In such muddy waters, how could they not take advantage of the situation? We just have to wait and see. Our goal remains unchanged. When all of them have tried their best, we will take action." Qin Feng looked calm and spoke indifferently, as if everything was under his control.

He knew the thoughts of the Feather Tribe and the Water Tribe very well. They must be waiting for the best opportunity to reap the benefits.

The Thirteen Thieves also have their own plans. They will wait until the forces of all parties are almost exhausted, and then suddenly take action to achieve their goal in one fell swoop.

Qin Feng said lightly.

Although the Thirteen Thieves belong to the Qin family, they are unknown to the outside world. They are like a sharp blade hidden in the dark by the Qin family, which will be unsheathed at the critical moment. So from the outside world's point of view, the Qin family is completely sitting still at this time.

Those who are paying attention to this battle will naturally completely ignore the existence of the Thirteen Thieves, which is exactly the effect Qin Feng wants.

The battle in the city seemed to be drawing to a close. The shouts and cries of killing gradually faded, but the bloody smell in the air became stronger.

Although Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu used the pills Ling Xiao left for them to recover some of their fighting strength, they were still far from their previous peak state. Their movements were no longer as agile as before, and the strength of their attacks was significantly weakened.

Many warriors of Tyrant Empire died. Corpses were lying in all directions on the battlefield, and blood gathered into streams, flowing slowly. Some of the dead warriors had their eyes wide open, as if they died with their eyes open; others had distorted faces, with endless pain.

Many people died in the Holy Temple, including the Divine Knight who was killed by Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu. However, it was clear that the Tyrant Empire suffered more serious losses. Their defensive positions had been breached in many places, and their morale had also been greatly hit.

Many warriors were wounded, but they were still fighting tenaciously. There was a hint of despair in their eyes, but more of it was determination. They were unwilling to give up and wanted to fight to the last moment for the dignity and honor of the Tyrant Empire.

Jiang Yuyan's condition was getting worse and worse. Her body was shaking violently. The transformation seemed to be on the verge of being cancelled, but she was still holding on.

Because she knew that if she couldn't hold on, the people behind her would die. Her eyes were full of determination and resoluteness. She wanted to protect everyone, even at the cost of her own life.

The Star Picking Tower Master was also held back by the White Robe Chief Priest and was unable to offer any assistance.

Her face was full of helplessness and pain. She knew that she had tried her best, but the gap in strength made it impossible for her to change the status quo. Her eyes were full of guilt towards Jiang Yuyan. She felt that she was sorry for Jiang Yuyan and sorry for everyone.