The Absolute Godspeed of Infinite Worlds

Chapter 629 - 629

"Terrifying, terrifying!"Before Flauros unleashed the cold wave, Eiji had already sensed the intense danger and hastily leaped away.

Immediately after, a massive cold current abruptly enveloped everything within a one-kilometer radius, even continuously spreading outward.

Standing atop a distant high-rise, Eiji gazed at the thick white mist and couldn't help but click his tongue in astonishment.

If he had been at the epicenter, even he would have been instantly frozen into an ice sculpture, right?

The Dead Apostle Ancestor truly lives up to their name!

"Hmm?"

Eiji's eyes sharpened.

He drew the Bling Blade, transforming it into a cross-shaped longsword, and abruptly hurled it into the distance.

In the distance.

Taking advantage of the spreading white mist, Flauros fled toward the back alley.

Escaping from a True Ancestor wasn't shameful—even knights had moments of strategic retreat.

"Whoosh!"

But suddenly, a sharp whistling sound pierced the air.

A swift blade, moving at supersonic speed, launched a surprise attack from the side, crossing hundreds of meters in an instant to pierce clean through his right leg!

"Ugh!"

Flauros grunted, his expression shifting abruptly.

Although he was focused on escape and caught off guard, with his blood nearly depleted, how could someone still hurl a sword with such force from this distance, through all this mist, and strike him with such precision?

Just who is that human?

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Then came the second and third cross-shaped swords, hurled in succession.

One after another, they pierced through all four of his limbs, pinning him firmly to the ground.

With his blood almost drained, Flauros had little strength left. He could only lie on the ground, a bitter smile twisting his features.

Not only was the True Ancestor unbelievably powerful, but even that human was astonishingly formidable!

"Underestimating him was my mistake, I suppose!"

This clarity dawned in his heart.

If there had been only one opponent, he likely could have escaped, but unfortunately, there were no "ifs." In the end, he had been defeated by his own greed.

Soon, the white mist gradually dissipated.

Arcueid, unable to spot Flauros, glanced around anxiously for a while, nearly convinced he had escaped. After a moment of frustration, she finally noticed Flauros pinned to the ground in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What should we do with him?"

Eiji had also approached.

The temperature here remained extremely low, and he shivered uncontrollably.

"Kill him!"

Without hesitation, Arcueid raised her claws.

"Won't he just resurrect?"

Eiji kept rubbing his shoulders, expressing reservations about the idea.

"Do you want to wear this?"

Arcueid glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, but still offered her shawl.

"So warm!"

Eiji took the shawl, and waves of heat radiated from it into his hands, instantly dispelling about seventy to eighty percent of the chill.

"Speaking of which, I've always wondered—how do you manage to change outfits during battle?"

Eiji looked Arcueid up and down, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Moreover, even clothes stained with blood would become pristine white again the moment her injuries healed.

Was there some secret to keeping battle attire clean?

Eiji still didn't have battle clothes that wouldn't tear during fights. After every intense battle, he usually had to change into a new set, so he was deeply curious about this.

"I'm not changing outfits."

Arcueid gave him a puzzled look.

"Ah, but in human eyes, I suppose it does look like I changed clothes. But this outfit is essentially an extension of my body, so when I adjust my physical form, it naturally changes along with it."

What is that?

Ultra convenient!

Wait, hold on a second!

Eiji looked down at the fluffy white shawl in his hands, his expression turning subtle.

"Then... am I technically touching your body directly right now?"

"Huh?"

Arcueid's face suddenly became slightly unnatural.

"Don't say such strange things... It might seem like a normal action to you as a human, but from my perspective, it's actually quite embarrassing!"

As she spoke, her cheeks flushed slightly pink, clearly showing signs of shyness.

Eiji tilted his head.

He didn't quite understand her standards for embarrassment.

Flauros: "..."

Could you two please kill me first before getting all lovey-dovey?

"Excuse me."

Just then, an unfamiliar voice suddenly reached the ears of all three.

"Would you mind handing over that Dead Apostle Ancestor for me to deal with?"

Rhythmic footsteps gradually approached.

Eiji and Arcueid were immediately drawn to the voice, turning wary gazes in its direction.

It was a man dressed in a suit.

He had long brown hair and appeared to be middle-aged, with a very amiable expression that made him seem like a charming uncle who always got along well with others.

"You dare enter this place wearing just a suit? Who are you?"

Arcueid's eyes grew highly alert.

The man wore only a black suit, appearing very lightly dressed, yet he seemed completely unaffected by the super-low temperatures of at least minus two hundred degrees.

"My apologies, I haven't introduced myself yet."

The middle-aged man seemed to realize his omission and gave a slight bow.

"My name is Georgios, a priest belonging to this city's church."

His demeanor was extremely polite, almost flawless.

"The Church!"

But Arcueid immediately showed intense hostility, her hands curling into claw-like shapes.

"Wait, Arcueid, he's not an enemy."

Eiji reached out to stop her.

"He calls himself Georgios - that would be George, right?"

"Saint George?"

Arcueid looked surprised, then understanding dawned on her face.

This was a Singularity, so of course the church here would belong to Heroic Spirits, having nothing to do with the Holy Church.

In fact, if the Holy Church could extend its influence here, that would be truly remarkable!

"I'm not worthy of such praise - I still have far to go as a believer."

Saint George adjusted his collar, revealing a modest smile.

"What do you think of my proposal?"

He returned to the previous topic.

"I have no objections to leaving it to a saint to handle."

Eiji quickly nodded, since he didn't know how to kill an Ancestor anyway.

Without doubt, Saint George was an awakened Heroic Spirit, and his words were completely trustworthy. For a Heroic Spirit with such maxed-out holy attributes, awakening should come quite easily.

"As long as he's not from the Holy Church."

Arcueid glanced at Eiji - since he had agreed so readily, she couldn't very well refuse either.

"Fine, I trust a saint's character too. Just make sure he doesn't interfere with me in the future!"

"Thank you both for your understanding!"

Saint George smiled kindly, expressing his gratitude to the two and assuring them that he would never allow Flauros to harm people again.

"Sigh, and then we ended up with this situation."

He turned his head to gaze at the expanse of ice stretching far and near, his face etched with a pained expression.

"Such a massive anomaly—dealing with it properly is going to be the death of me!"

I hope you'll be more mindful of the consequences when you fight.

Saint George cast such a glance at the two of them.

Eiji chuckled softly.

Go say that to the Dead Apostles on the ground!