Chapter 673 Perhaps you should just beg for mercy.
Chapter 673 Perhaps you should just beg for mercy.
The huge purple crystal seemed to choke on Xu Ning's words.
After a long pause, he finally spoke, "You know what, you really are... never mind, why am I telling you this? By the way, what are you doing infiltrating other people's memories? It seems like you don't have what you need here, do you?"
After turning back to confirm that Ying had indeed led Ed out through the door behind him, Xu Ning turned back to look at the seemingly familiar purple crystal again.
"Judging from your tone, you seem to know me quite well. When and where should we have met before?"
Xu Ning relaxed his body and took a swig of wine, but remained mentally vigilant.
"I know him, haha..."
The purple crystal suddenly let out a cold laugh.
"We're more than just acquaintances; my current predicament is entirely thanks to you..."
"Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop..." Xu Ning quickly pulled the gourd away from his mouth and shouted with his hands crossed to interrupt the purple crystal.
"Let's talk this out. I already said I don't know you, so why are you saying it's all thanks to me? Who are you anyway?"
The purple crystal remained silent for a moment, seemingly sizing up Xu Ning.
"Viserfnir, have you heard of him?"
An unfamiliar name!
Xu Ning carefully recalled the names he knew and confirmed that he had never seen or heard the name from anyone.
Seeing that Xu Ning had no reaction to the name, the purple crystal sneered again.
"It seems that not only you don't know me, but even my good brother Dain hasn't mentioned my name again. I thought I could keep him thinking about me all the time..."
Okay, I have heard of that name before.
"Are you Daines Reeb's brother? A blood brother?"
The purple crystal scoffed, "Otherwise what? It's not exactly an honor to have such a stupid younger brother. Didn't you say he couldn't accomplish anything great? Otherwise, why would you exclude him from the five of us?"
Xu Ning coughed twice, somewhat awkwardly.
Oh, so my dislike for Dain all this time has a historical element to it.
But what exactly did my predecessor do in Teyvatri?
Why does it feel like they're rushing headlong down the path to becoming villains?
They actually came into contact with something that looked like an evil creature, and there might even be four other monsters of the same level.
It's no wonder he got chopped down by the Emperor!
"You said there are five people, who are the other four...?"
Xu Ning wanted to get more information, but the purple crystal in front of him seemed unwilling to say anything more.
"Who has the patience to talk about those guys! If we keep talking, that guy outside might burst in again. But it's been so long, and we rarely see them again, so it wouldn't be right not to do something..."
The purple crystal's tone suddenly turned somewhat malicious.
"Just like when you beat me up the first time we met in the Secret Academy, I'll teach you a lesson while your power is still incomplete."
In the end, it still comes down to fighting!
Xu Ning had been waiting all along. Instantly, his whole body was filled with the aroma of alcohol, and the dragon-shaped aroma of alcohol that surged from his arms burst out into the air, even emitting a roar that was close to a dragon's cry.
It was only when the smell of alcohol emanated from his body that Xu Ning heard a series of faint crackling sounds around him.
That was the faint annihilation sound produced when the smell of alcohol came into contact with the abyssal power permeating the air.
It turns out that the air, which I couldn't see, was already filled with the aura of the abyss.
A person who can completely control the power of the abyss for his own use—this guy in front of me is not comparable to those abyssal apostles.
Even for the young master, when entering his so-called "extreme evil" transformation, the abyssal power he could manipulate and use was only a superficial amount, and he couldn't even maintain it for very long.
This guy, however, seemed to breathe the abyss's aura as if it were normal air.
Although his own alcohol fumes were strong, just as described in the diary of René in his arms, the power of the abyss and the aura annihilated each other; they were both powers of the same level, it just depended on who had a greater capacity.
Moreover, his own wine might not even be as good as pure spiritual energy.
"Hey, I'm about to make my move. If you're scared, just beg for mercy. Haha, maybe my last bit of mercy can save half your life."
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