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Chapter 357: Chapter 357 Who Are You Guys Chapter 357: Chapter 357 Who Are You Guys “Eh, eh, Alaya, are they looking for you?”

Upon hearing the other party mentioning the search for an Angel, I immediately curiously asked a certain Angel Sister who was napping in her own Spirit Sea.

Then, a series of even and gentle snoring filled my mind.

A biological clock that hits the sack punctually at nine-thirty every night? Alaya, you really are a good kid, tearfully so…

But after a little thought, It was clear that the “Angel” mentioned by those people nearby couldn’t possibly be the Angel Sister, Alaya, who’s dozing off to the point of drooling and snoring bubbles in my Spirit World. Alaya’s arrival was completely stealthy; she has been hiding in my Spirit World without ever coming out. As far as I know, not even the technology of the Xyrin Empire can detect a dormant Angel within the Spirit Sea of an Emperor Level Xyrin Apostle. Not to mention the Detection Techniques created by the humans of this world. Even if Alaya were to appear in the Main Material Plane right now, as long as she doesn’t wish it, no one would be able to perceive her existence: The true Angel is the purest light and energy, an entirely natural lifeform of the world’s origin without any human fabrication. Although she is from a legendary race, she is definitely not so-called Magic Creation. There’s not even the slightest Magic Fluctuation around Alaya, just like even the most powerful Mage couldn’t sense a particular ray of light from the clear morning sun. I call this situation: purely natural, pollution-free.

It feels like something very subtle just slipped through my mind.

The “Angel” mentioned by the blonde Priest can only be a being from the religious legends of this world.

Perhaps it’s a projection of information from the Star Domain Divine Realm onto a myriad of worlds, maybe it’s the materialization of the faith power from billions of devotees, or possibly it’s the manifestation of “Divinity” acknowledged by people under the influence of religious concepts–the world itself. This world has the concept of “Angels” and entities that correspond to their existence. Each Angel represents a form of power, law, or order understood by the people. Normally, Angels exist merely as idols of faith, immutable, and not permitted to appear in the world at random. There are no extra slots in heaven or on earth to accommodate them. Angels can’t transform into mortals, nor can mortals pry into the positions in heaven, so naturally, they can’t be visiting back and forth. But there are always exceptions–some powerful, taboo Magic Techniques explicitly can cause an “Angel” beside “God” to fall to earth. Such Techniques might require the sacrifice of tens of thousands of willing fanatics to complete a Great Forbidden Spell–if you can find that many willing fanatics. Or perhaps they need to harness the world’s own power, like an ancient Secret Technique that only works with the rotation of the stars–if the planets above happen to be in the position you want. It could also be summoning that happens only through an incredible coincidence and astonishing luck, like making a hotline call–if Belldandy happens to be available.

Anyway, enough digression.

So according to what the blonde Priest said, an Angel has fallen, and after falling, he hid in Academy City?

This is the runaway plot that Lin Xue mentioned…

“Hey, Agna, how much longer is it going to take?”

Stier had been waiting for a long time without seeing the ritual coming to an end. Clenching his cigarette tightly, he spoke very dissatisfiedly to the blonde Priest beside him, who seemed to enjoy bickering with his colleague as one of his everyday hobbies.

However, the blonde Priest at the moment had no interest in responding to his colleague. He was holding something in his hand that resembled a compass, but instead of the patterns used for Feng Shui orientation that you’d find in an Eastern compass, it was full of dense twinkling starlight. This artificial sky was created using diamond fragments infused with magic power. Powered by invisible magical forces, these “stars” moved slowly, gradually revealing the constellations visible from this ceremonial site–as if the entire sky had been shrunk and copied onto the Star Disk. Invisible magic fields around the blonde Priest formed complex Arrays; through my Perception, the energies revealed the 3D structure of Academy City.

But there was something incongruous about this map. Some areas were grossly distorted in proportion; many districts with large footprints in the city were merely tiny marked clearings on this “map,” while an insignificant flowerbed could occupy the area of several blocks. If it weren’t for my rich associative ability, how would I be able to link such a bizarre thing to Academy City?

“That’s not the real scene of Academy City,” as an Energy Life, Alaya’s perception of the surrounding magical structure is certainly more precise than mine, “That’s the earth observed from the stars’ point of view, then using Astrology to remove the useless information to form this entity. All places unrelated to divination are gradually weakened, even ignored, while the targeted locations for the divination are clearly marked on the ‘map.’ Although this method may seem clumsy, by utilizing the power of the stars, it can achieve the effect of divining certain powerful entities without them noticing. And there are few who can evade the gaze of the stars. If they are searching for that ‘Angel,’ this Technique couldn’t be more appropriate.”

As Alaya said, in my Perception, with the fluctuations of magic power emanating from the blonde Priest, the projection of Academy City formed from invisible magical forces was changing continuously. Streets began to vanish, while certain districts became focal points of magical convergence–these must be the regions where the “Angel” had been active.

However, things didn’t seem to go as smoothly as expected.

Suddenly, without any warning, I felt as if all the free-floating energies around me lost their connection, as if I’d been thrown from a water-filled pool into a vacuum. Although it was only for an instant, possibly just a few milliseconds, it gave me quite a scare.

“Energy Vacuum?”

Pandora’s body stiffened imperceptibly, and then her tone became serious, “Brother, I recorded a 17-millisecond energy vacuum, just now all the unique energy here disappeared–including the ghost energy within me.”

With the mysterious burst of the energy vacuum, the astrology being conducted by the blonde priest known as Agnas was also naturally interrupted: magic techniques were quite intricate and exact, and most of them were not designed with UPS…

“Damn, not this again,” Stier exhaled a ring of smoke, looking like this sudden power failure was not the first occurrence, “It seems that even conducting rituals within Academy City doesn’t buy us much time. What exactly is causing these magic power interruptions?”

“It’s much better than last time,” the blonde priest’s face bore an unhealthy flush of red, the uncontrollable surge of magic power, though cut short by the energy vacuum, still caused a tumultuous upheaval within him, “At least we can confirm the rough locations of where that Angel frequents recently, and we know that the powers in their possession might have something to do with ‘prohibition’ or ‘seal’…”

“And what’s more important is that you didn’t end up lying on the ground for an hour this time,” Stier continued in his own sardonic style, mocking his partner beside him, but then he turned to look at what was in front of them… cough cough, at Shen Lie Huozhi, “Shen Lie, what have you found?”

The girl who bore the title of Saint had a very serious expression, with a hint of confusion. She gazed at a nearby standing billboard, then suddenly put her hand on her longsword and called out in a low voice, “Who’s there? Come out!”

Uh, we’ve been discovered.

It seemed that in the instant the energy vacuum appeared, the shielding device within Pandora that relied on ghost energy had a momentary crash, giving away our presence. However, we had been concealed behind this billboard all along, and the shielding had failed for only a handful of milliseconds, but we were still detected by the intuition of those beings. Are Saints made up of rare materials or what?

“Hey!” Scratching my head, I led my two younger sisters from behind the hiding billboard and emerged, leaving Stier and Agnas with undoubtedly shocked expressions on their faces because our hiding place was so close to them. To have been under surveillance for so long and yet undetected at such a close range was truly an incredible thing.

Shen Lie Huozhi’s face bore an even more solemn expression, her eyes sweeping back and forth between Pandora and Visca, gripping her longsword more tightly.

I can’t sense… the presence of humans… not even life presence…

“Big brother, big brother,” Visca quietly tugged at my sleeve and whispered, “This woman with the sword seems to be able to sense life fluctuations, just now my anti-detection system caught a signal source like a life detector.”

Saints really are made from rare materials, special manufacturing? Why such a cluster of messy talents?

“Shen Lie?” Stier, surprised, noticed an aura gathering around his longtime colleague that he seldom saw, an aura that emerged when facing a fatal threat, and throughout their long partnership, Shen Lie had only twice shown this reaction.

“Who are you?”

The blonde priest flipped over the star disk in his hand, quietly accumulating magic power and said.

Before I could speak, Visca had already stepped forward, her blood-red cat eyes intently staring at the man opposite her, and her immature yet incredibly cold voice echoed, using the exact same question, “Who are you?”

“It seems like an uncooperative attitude…” The blonde priest assumed a combat-ready stance, “But I won’t attack a child, Stier!”

“Why on earth do I have to attack such a small girl?!” The redhead priest named by the blonde immediately complained loudly, and then I heard a creaking noise beside me.

Pandora and Visca, the loli sisters who hadn’t grown in hundreds of thousands of years, were finally enraged by some very subtle adjectives used by the other party.

Before I could hold back these two impulsive little ones, the latter’s figure had already vanished from my side. Pandora and Visca disappeared in an instant and then jumped to less than half a meter in front of Stier and Agna, each stretching out a little finger to point at their targets’ chins, tilted their little faces upward, and asked, “Who are you?”

So fast!

This was Shen Lie Huozhi’s first thought, as she hadn’t even had time to draw her sword. She then leaped back more than ten meters at almost instant teleportation speed, one hand on the hilt of her sword, preparing the initial stance of her sword drawing technique, slightly bending her body and scanning cautiously between us with her gaze–she chose not to act rashly. The two little girls’ speed was unbelievably fast and there was no sense of the fluctuation associated with a power user activating a superpower. The Girl Saint instinctively treated it as the twins’ pure physical speed. In this case, if she made a move, she might instead harm the two colleagues who were already within the absolute attack range of the enemy.

As for Stier and Agna, who had been approached instantly by Pandora and Visca, the former was just about to reach into his bosom to retrieve a card inscribed with runes, and the latter’s star disk hadn’t even had time to be raised.

“Who are you?”

After a few seconds of confrontation, Visca and Pandora asked in unison, with a tone completely void of fluctuation.

“Its form is that of a sword…” Seizing the opportunity when the odd little girl in front of him began to speak, Stier suddenly jumped back half a step and then quickly pulled out a small red paper, chanting aloud the simplified spell, as his voice rang out, a cluster of bright flames burst forth centered on the small card, then transformed into the shape of a flaming longsword in the red-headed priest’s hands. At the same time, the blond priest released the star disk in his hands. What looked like a disc made entirely from obsidian suddenly exploded midair and turned into numerous tiny silver-white fragments that enveloped Visca in a veil.

“…with a host of stars that shine upon the land, and all things in shadow…”

The shining silver-white fragments burst into bright light and quickly began to spin, surrounding Visca in layers like a magnificent galaxy, as if any slight movement from Visca would result in being shredded by the fragments sharper than blades.

But that was where it ended.

Pandora once again jumped half a meter in front of Stier, then casually extended her right hand, grabbed the flame longsword that boasted temperatures of thousands of degrees, gave it a light squeeze, and the powerful magic creation dissolved into scattered red sparks. The expressionless little loli, after destroying the opponent’s weapon, again entered interrogation mode and asked in a rigid and mechanical tone, “Who are you?”

On the other side, Visca first curiously looked at the small fragments dancing around her, then without hesitation extended her delicate little hand into the bright torrent of high-speed rotation.

This sudden development left the blond priest no time to retract the high-speed sharp blades that were only meant to trap the opponent, but the bloody spectacle he envisioned didn’t occur. The seemingly frail little hand effortlessly captured several shiny pieces of obsidian and small diamonds in midair, then the girl with cat-like eyes looked at them quizzically before suddenly opening her mouth.

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch…

Under the dumbfounded gazes of me and Agna, Visca chewed on those fragments in her mouth for a while, then spat them out with a ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, and turned to me with a plaintive cry, “Big brother, big brother, Sister Sandora lied to me!”

Don’t pick up the dietary habits of that unreliable, crazy Queen, you silly girl!

“Not tasty,” Visca spat out the fragments from her mouth, muttered a complaint, then with a space jump arrived in front of the dumbstruck blond priest and resumed pointing at him, asking the same question a few seconds after Pandora, “Who are you?”

Accompanying this question, the dancing fragments of the shining star disk also clattered to the ground: having suffered severe damage to its integrity, the spiritual equipment was now thoroughly scrapped.

These two little ones, they’ve actually started to play…

At that moment, I suddenly became aware of the sound of air being sliced through, rapidly approaching. In the corner of my eye, I saw several bright lines, nearly invisible to the naked eye, cutting through the air and in an instant, they were mere inches away.

The one who launched the attack was the Girl Saint, who had been observing the battle from a distance. Upon seeing two peculiar little girls effortlessly defeat two Bishop Level mages, she decisively targeted me, believing that defeating the mysterious man who had yet to take action was the only possible way to turn defeat into victory.

Despite the extremely dangerous aura emanating from the enemy, compared to the “monsters” devoid of even a hint of life force, at least this opponent seemed to be human.

With this rather disrespectful thought, the brave warrior drew her sword and launched an armor-piercing attack at the boss not far away–why do I feel like my thoughts are a bit disorganized?

I had no intention of taking those “thin lines,” which seemed to be made of who knows what, head-on; physical strength was not my forte. Besides, being hit by one of those things would hurt like hell even if it didn’t cause injury. I exerted strength in my feet and, with that, shattered the concrete ground in a half-meter radius around me while simultaneously dodging the several razor-sharp lines.

As the ground cracked beneath me, the spot where I had been standing was now covered in deep cuts, further convincing me of the wisdom in my evasion.

“It’s not over yet!”

Shen Lie Huozhi was not surprised by the failure of her attack, instead, she immediately charged forward, drawing her sword like a bolt of lightning, bearing down on me.

She’s reached the speed of sound with just her physical strength?

A Saint’s talent is too OP!

And sensing the astonishing energy rapidly gathering on her blade, I even started to think that this attack could bisect the Eiffel Tower without issue. This girl, who bore the title “Saint,” was no joke when she got serious.

It seemed that I wouldn’t be able to achieve an overwhelming victory through mere physical combat; the remaining option was–

I slightly shifted my body to the side, dodging Shen Lie Huozhi’s first strike. Then, instantly, I used my spiritual power to lock down all energy fluctuations within a two-meter radius, even including the bioelectricity in the young girl’s body. For a “Saint,” such an immediate control might not last long, but for me, it was enough time.

While she watched, dumbfounded, I easily pinched the tip of her longsword–which had grown dull as its owner stiffened–and with a “snap,” broke it in two.

You shouldn’t engage in close combat with someone who has a long-lasting paralyzing aura.

“Who are you?”

As I nonchalantly broke the dangerously potent contraband into smaller pieces, I asked in a feigned ignorance.

“Can’t you say something else?!”

Shen Lie Huozhi, who had gradually regained mobility but only cautiously backflipped a few meters away, nearly face-planted when she heard my question. Her face filled with despair as she shouted at me–since our encounter began with a battle, my sisters and I hadn’t exchanged a second sentence apart from this one!

She even forgot to mourn for her beloved sword…

“Say something else, huh,” I scratched my head and then nodded, “Alright then, who are you, really?” (To be continued… For the continuation of this story, please visit www.NovelFire.net. More chapters are available, support the author, support genuine reading!)