Seer: I, Miris, have no obstacles in my evolution

Chapter 972 Fallen Soul Gertrude

"Such powerful wind pressure, and this aura is...?"

Gazing at the azure sword stuck in front of them, Twilight String and Crescent Blade's expressions suddenly turned solemn.

"The wind in the azure sky seems to cease, but the misty moon reveals a gleaming blade!"

A blue-haired youth pulled out a deep blue sword stuck in the ground, his tone both carefree and domineering.

"Lan, the son of the galaxy guardian?"

"I never expected to run into him here. I thought he was always in the main city."

Crescent Blade recognized the newcomer at a glance.

"Kirina, what's going on?"

Wind Child Lan shielded the two sisters behind her and asked in confusion.

"Lord Lan, holding out against the enemy is not the best strategy, especially since the enemy's intentions are not good... I have something to give you, please... Lord Lan, take it and leave quickly!"

"Did my mother ask you to do this? Okay, then I'll tell you after I've dealt with the enemy in front of me..."

Knowing that it was entrusted by his mother, Sky's Hope, Isis, Wind Child Lan swept his unfriendly gaze across at the other side.

"Arrogant boy!"

"Crescent Moon, don't do it, leave it to me."

Under the control of the Twilight String, the powerful purple spirit that was extremely similar to the World-Suppressing Gertrude once again took action.

"Two dragons emerge from the water!"

The purple spirit roared, and the two skeletal dragons hovering above its head let out a furious roar as they swooped down toward Wind Child Lan.

"Swift Strike!"

Wind Child Lan gently stroked the azure sword, and the green gem representing the wind element at the end of the hilt shone brightly.

Endless gales quietly gathered, transforming into countless green spikes that shot towards the two skeletal dragons that were charging at them.

One skeletal dragon was blocked by endless green spikes, while another took advantage of the cover and suddenly lunged at Wind Child Lan.

Wind Child Lan hurriedly brandished his azure sword to fight back.

"Hellfire!"

While Wind Child Lan was locked in battle with the two skeletal dragons, the purple spirit spread its arms high, and surging purple flames roared out.

The moment the purple flames fell, the azure sword in the hand of Wind Child Lan suddenly flipped, and the red gem representing the fire element shone brightly.

A crimson flame surged from the azure sword, neutralizing the purple flame.

The battle between the two gradually intensified, with the roar of dragons and the howling of wind filling the air, water and flames constantly intertwining, and heavy boulders falling from the sky from time to time to collide with the skeletal dragon.

"It seems you do have some skill. Unleash even greater power and take him down!"

As time went by, the String of Twilight gradually became more and more agitated.

The reason was that although the purple spirit she controlled had the upper hand throughout the battle, it was unable to defeat the Wind Child, Lan.

The Wind Child, Lan, employs extremely unpredictable attack methods, constantly switching between the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind.

With its incredibly fast winds, flames that burn everything in their path, waters that scatter everything in their path, and massive, incredibly strong rocks, the Wind Child, Storm, possesses most of the advantages that influence the course of battle.

It has no obvious weaknesses in speed, offense, and defense. The only thing it lacks is recovery (it saves resources and is missing a Gaia).

Despite the impressive ability of Twilight String to summon and control spirits, in reality, to prevent these spirits from dissipating, Twilight String has to expend its own power to replenish their spiritual energy.

Otherwise, the spirit she controls will soon dissipate due to the depletion of her spiritual power.

If this continues, Twilight String feels that it won't last much longer; at the very least, it won't be able to keep Wind Child Storm.

Driven by anger, Twilight String decided to take a gamble and increased the power supplied to the purple spirit to a critical value that she could absolutely control.

As power was poured in, the purple spirit couldn't help but let out a series of dragon roars, and a surge of energy was released.

"Punish the Dragon Claw!"

The two skeletal dragons soared into the sky, and surging dragon energy suddenly spewed from their mouths, gathering on the arms of the purple spirit.

The next moment, a pair of pitch-black dragon claws quietly appeared. The purple spirit roared, and pitch-black dragons faintly appeared around its body. With a deep sense of oppression and heavy chaotic power, it swung its pair of pitch-black dragon claws.

In an instant, a series of claw-like beams, as deep as abysses and as dark as black holes, ripped through the sky and pierced towards Wind Child Lan.

"Azure Blade Strike!"

The Wind Child, Lan, was not to be outdone. The trials he underwent by the four elemental gods not only strengthened his power but also tempered his beliefs.

As a surge of power flowed into the azure sword in his hand, the emerald gem at the end of the sword, representing the element of wind, shone brightly.

Pure wind elemental power gathered on the sword's edge, and with a sudden slash, an incomparably sharp wind sword aura, seemingly capable of shattering the sky, struck the claw-like blade head-on.

The sword energy of wind and the dark claw light were locked in a stalemate in mid-air. Both sides, eager to break the deadlock, poured in more energy, engaging in a prolonged confrontation.

As the standoff continued, the energy released by both sides reached its limit, until at a certain moment, the energy balance within the spirit was broken.

Suddenly, a surge of red blood energy burst forth from the purple spirit.

Crack! The connection between the Twilight String and the spirit shattered, and the control over the spirit was quietly weakened like a kite with a broken string.

With a ferocious roar, the purple and red light surrounding it gradually faded, and the originally illusory spirit slowly solidified into a living elf.

The dark copy of Zhen Shi Gertrude, a chaotic dragon-type spirit, the Fallen Soul Gertrude.

The Fallen Soul Gertrude's overall physique is similar to that of the World-Suppressing Gertrude, with an upright posture, but the overall color tone has changed from the original noble and holy to evil and ferocious.

Its overall color is deep purple, with golden armor covering its shoulders and waist, and a pair of ferocious deep red dragon horns growing from its white hair.

A blood-red rune was engraved on his head, below which were a pair of crazed crimson eyes. He wore a blood-red cloak, and red lightning crackled between his loosely clenched hands.

Behind it coiled two ferocious skeletal dragons, one blue and one red, unlike the black and white dragons of the Western dragon form of Zhen Shi Gertrude.

These two skeletal dragons are more slender, with no obvious claws, prominent horns, and a pair of bone wings. Their appearance is more like the winged Eastern dragon, but a more realistic version.

One was entirely black, imbued with a chaotic aura, and its body shimmered with crimson light; the other was entirely composed of white bones, its body filled with blue and purple energy, emanating a trace of the last remaining dragon aura.

The Fallen Soul Gertrude, who suddenly gained a physical form, did not have a mature enough consciousness to control herself. The moment she appeared, she fell into a state of rage and attacked everything around her indiscriminately.

"Two dragons emerge from the water!"

A deafening dragon roar erupted, and the power of chaos and the dragon converged within the bodies of two skeletal dragons, one blue and one red, transforming into two streams of dragon breath, one black and one white, that continuously swept out from the mouths of the skeletal dragons.

Because it was out of control, Luo Hun Gertrude's attack was completely inaccurate, and Wind Child Lan dodged the dragon's breath attack with a single swift movement.

On the contrary, the Night Whisperer legion that followed the Twilight String was wiped out in large numbers in an instant.