Chapter 151 : I Wonder Who’s the Bad Actor Here

A wave of heat hit her face. At the very last moment, Stacy side-stepped like a ghost, creating distance. The falling giant sword changed direction in mid-air, sweeping horizontally.

The attack came too fast. Stacy, unable to change her landing in time, was hit. After a brief stalemate, a crisp shattering sound came from in front of her. The invisible barrier protecting her body shattered completely.

“As expected, its strength is limited.”

Stacy scoffed. The moment the barrier shattered, monstrous black flames erupted from the sword, completely engulfing the silver figure.

Watching from the sidelines, Milly propped herself up against a dead tree, her crimson eyes filled with disbelief. She had just seen Stacy swallowed whole by the raging inferno. In the black flames, she thought she saw a flash of silver.

But the flames covered too large an area. Even from a distance, Milly could feel the heatwave.

That person should be fine, right?

When the black flames dissipated, a tentacle pierced through the fire and wrapped around the Fallen God again.

Stacy’s figure emerged from the black flames. Although the invisible barrier had shattered after taking that horizontal slash, Stacy herself was unharmed. Even the hem of her dress showed no signs of scorching.

Seeing this, Milly breathed a sigh of relief. Not because she was worried about that person. But if Stacy died at the hands of this Fallen God that had popped out of nowhere, she would still have a lot of scores to settle with her.

Her gaze returned to the center of the battlefield. The tentacle wrapping around the Fallen God didn’t last long before it was burned to ash by the surging black flames and scattered in the wind.

More tentacles burst from the ground, wrapping around it again, but the result was the same. In the face of the surging black flames, they couldn’t last long.

“Tch…”

Stacy’s face flickered with uncertainty, as if the situation was slipping out of her control. Compared to their last encounter, the Fallen God was stronger. It seemed that sensing her familiar presence, it had learned its lesson and strengthened the intensity of its black flames.

At least on the surface, that seemed to be the case.

“A little troublesome.”

Stacy retreated from the range of the black flames. The Fallen God immediately followed with its giant sword. The sword missed, blasting a scorched crater into the ground. The tide of battle began to turn. Now the Fallen God was launching a fierce offensive, and the suppressed Stacy could only dodge. One slip-up, and she would suffer the same fate as the scarred earth.

The ground swept by the black flame sword also burned with intense black fire, constantly shrinking Stacy’s dodging space. Although she could still find new spots to land, once the black flames sealed off all her escape routes, she would have no choice but to fight with her back to the wall.

Watching the battle, despite the facts before her, Milly refused to believe that Stacy would be suppressed. That person was definitely plotting something. Although she was suppressed now, things might not be as simple as they seemed.

From the moment Stacy first dodged the Fallen God’s attack, its offensive grew faster and faster, seemingly trying to force Stacy into a corner. But just as its speed reached its peak, maintaining it for only a single sword swing, the Fallen God began to show signs of fatigue. Its speed slowed, and its movements became stiff.

“No… why would I think that was its peak speed?”

Moreover, it had only maintained it for an instant before slowing down. Given the Fallen God’s demonstrated ability to suppress Stacy, its stamina shouldn’t be that bad. And there was a strange stiffness in its movements.

Besides the Fallen God’s movements, Milly seemed to have missed something else.

Stacy’s dodging didn’t look like she was randomly choosing spots to avoid attacks. Each landing spot seemed to be guiding something. Calling up the map she had constructed in her mind with her God’s perspective, Milly placed all of Stacy’s landing spots on the map. Her intention gradually became clear.

Each carefully chosen landing spot was designed to lure it to follow her closely, keeping it within a controllable range. As for the Fallen God, focused only on Stacy, it wouldn’t notice that it had been led around by the nose within a fixed area.

Its movements became stiffer. Milly tried to use her appraisal skill on the area circled by Stacy’s landing spots. Before she could, she noticed a faint glimmer in the air.

If the fog hadn’t cleared, allowing the sunlight to reflect, Milly wouldn’t have found it so easily. She only saw a few silver threads, barely visible to the naked eye. As for how many were on the Fallen God, who had been led around for so long, it was hard to say.

She wasn’t being suppressed. She was weaving a deadly web.

The moment she realized it, the Fallen God’s giant sword was already hovering over Stacy’s head. At that moment, Stacy, having completed all her preparations, stopped. She didn’t dodge or turn around. The giant sword behind her froze eerily in the air, refusing to fall.

“Game over.”

Looking at the silver thread wrapped around her finger, Stacy’s lips curled into an upward arc. With a flick of her finger, the silver threads wrapped around the Fallen God suddenly tightened. Its body stiffened for a moment, then was cut into countless pieces. Black water mixed with crushed flesh fell like rain. Before it could touch Stacy, it was blocked by the reappearing invisible barrier.

In an instant, the viscous black water crawled over the shattered body parts, attempting to reform the flesh once more. Stacy wasn’t going to give it another chance. With a snap of her fingers, the space in front of her began to warp, sucking the crushed flesh and black water into the distortion. It began to compress, gradually turning into a black sphere.

At this point, the restless sphere still seemed to want to struggle, but under the pressure of the warped space, it continued to collapse, finally becoming a crystal that landed in Stacy’s palm.

It was just like last time, only that time Stacy had compressed the newly revived Fallen God into a crystal with a flick of her finger.

Stacy threw it on the ground, giving it a chance to revive again.

With a crisp crack, the shattered crystal hit the ground and turned into black water, sinking into the earth.

It seemed it hadn’t been completely erased. Before long, this core would give birth to new dangerous monsters. And it would have a chance to revive again. But that didn’t matter.

She sat down, leaning against a fallen dead tree. It had been harder than she expected. Not because the Fallen God had gotten stronger, but because she had gotten weaker. After all, she was still occupying Lillian’s body. Her mouth was sharp, but the body’s strength was limited. For Stacy, she wouldn’t have cared about an existence like the Fallen God, which had a big name but no substance. But for Lillian, it was hard to say.

If it had been anyone else today, she might have lost.

She was a little tired.

A small white figure suddenly appeared in front of her. Milly had arrived at some point, a complex emotion in her eyes.

“Surprised?”

“Someone was exposed long ago and didn’t even know it.”

“Is that so?”

Stacy tried to smile, but she couldn’t hide the weariness in her brow. This was the first time Milly had seen such exhaustion on her face.

“I wonder who the bad actor is here. If you’re going to act, at least pay attention to the details.”

Her tongue was still sharp, but this time, Milly didn’t dodge, nor did she turn and leave. Instead, she reached out her hand to Stacy.