Chapter 1139 Opportunism

Although she was mentally prepared for the confrontation with the [God], there was still invisible pressure on Zijing.

After all, even facing the weakened version of [God's Bow] in front of him, he was not 100% sure that he could take it.

This young man was easy to talk to, but the [Trial] he brought to her was still so terrifying. Zijing couldn't imagine how much of a challenge they would bring to her if she met other "Li".

"are you ready?"

The bowstring has been fully drawn, and the arrow is aimed at the white-haired boy below. An attack containing some of the power of [God] can be fired at any time.

"..."

Zijing looked up at the bow that was ready to go, and felt as if he was facing a star that was about to crash straight into him.

This force is destructive and cannot be resisted head-on. If he doesn't want to die, he can either turn around and run away or find ways to weaken it.

Escape was impossible, so there was only one option left for Amethyst.

He took a step forward, with a bow at his side, a weakened copy. Although its power was not as strong as the opponent's, it could still weaken a small part of it.

In addition, he also possesses several weapons with different characteristics, including a weapon called the Key of God that he had seen in the Moth Organization. It was also a replica and could only be used once, but with the power of Amethyst, its power in one strike could surpass the original.

An extremely large dark space hole appeared, blocking Zijing in front of him, as if it could swallow the opponent's entire [arrow].

Zijing used various defensive and offensive methods, exhausting all his strength and reaching his limit.

But obviously this is far from enough.

———!

The time for Amethyst to think of a solution has passed.

[Bow] released the string, and the invisible arrow, as if pushed by the hand of fate, instantly burst out with amazing speed and power, breaking through the air.

It was like a beam of light containing divine power, tearing apart the darkness around it and making a piercing whistling sound, like an angry dragon roaring in the air.

Wherever the arrow passed, everything in the "illusion" was instantly ignited, leaving a trail of blazing light, like a meteor streaking across the sky, or like lightning tearing through the darkness. The surrounding scenery became distorted under the residual power of the arrow, as if the whole world was making way for it at this moment. The speed of the arrow was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye, leaving only a string of afterimages flying through the air at high speed, heading straight for the purple crystal.

Amethyst's [bow] also shot out an arrow, which collided with the opponent's arrow and was completely annihilated before it could even be blocked for a moment.

Even if all the enhanced one-time divine keys were activated, it was still like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The space hole used for transfer was torn apart in an instant... All the means that Zijing had used so far were like fragile paper in front of that [arrow] and were easily torn into pieces in the strong wind.

[The arrow] pierced through the amethyst.

But it only hit a shadow, and the real him appeared next to the bow that shot the arrow.

The bow, which originally only had the power to shoot one arrow, was now weakening without the arrow. However, Zijing could sense that there was still a subtle connection between it and the arrow.

If it could be destroyed, perhaps the [arrow] would also lose most of its power.

"Taking advantage of opportunities..."

An extremely weak voice came from the young boy.

"You haven't lost consciousness yet?"

Zijing regained a bit of strength, and the arrow that missed the target had turned its head and was heading towards his back again.

"Taking advantage of opportunities... If possible, please call it wisdom. Smart people always live longer than reckless people." Zijing took out the fiery red sword again and chopped at the bow that was emitting a faint light.

As expected, the [arrow] behind it seemed to be affected a little. It, which was originally moving forward, suddenly shook violently, and even its speed slowed down.

"Wisdom alone won't get you far..."

"At least I can survive today."

Zijing completely ignored him, and the fiery red sword had already split the bow. Although it was only a small crack, it was enough.

A large amount of energy leaked out of the [bow] through this small crack, and the [arrow] that was about to hit Zijing's heart hit his back, but penetrated a little bit.

Amethyst grabbed the arrow with her backhand, stopping it completely.

The energy contained in the [arrow] flowed into Zijing's body, and the boy who transformed into the [bow] also turned into light particles again.

Strength and memory... these two things poured into Zijing's body like a tide. He felt that his consciousness was almost blurred at this moment, and countless images, sounds, and feelings flashed through his mind. These included not only the short experience of the boy after waking up in this era, but also the long years when he was still "He".

Amethyst's head felt like it was about to explode, the power breaking his body and the memories shattering his spirit.

The step was too big and it was a little hard to accept.

The physical restlessness subsided first, but the tearing feeling in the mind lingered for a long time.

Have you ever felt that your mind was filled with countless unfamiliar memories?

It feels like being caught in a violent vortex in an instant, with countless fragments of information hitting your brain mercilessly like a rainstorm, leaving you powerless to resist.

Every fragment of memory is like a sharp blade, cutting wantonly in your spiritual world, leaving deep scars.

Your thoughts become confused under the impact of these memories, as if their order has been completely disrupted, and you can no longer find the original peace and clarity.

This was exactly how Zijing felt at the moment, his mind struggling painfully under the onslaught of these sudden memories.

He could feel his consciousness being pulled and torn apart bit by bit, as if it would be swallowed up by these memories at any time.

Various sounds kept echoing in his mind, some were cheering, some were crying, some were shouting, and some were whispering.

These sounds intertwined to form a strange and chaotic noise, which gave him a splitting headache.

Various images kept appearing before his eyes, some were magnificent mountains and rivers, some were prosperous cities, some were bloody battlefields, and some were tranquil starry skies.

These images switched rapidly before his eyes like a kaleidoscope, leaving him no time to savor them. He could only feel a deep dizziness and confusion.

This process must be stopped...

Zijing forced her hand into her own head, endured the severe pain and added a [lock] to her brain, blocking most of the invading memories out, and only then did she feel a little better.