Liz's expression remained calm. Her petite body was curled up in the sidecar of the three-wheeled motorcycle. The small, swaying lantern on her staff emitted faint blue light.
Liz's expression showed no fear, but a hint of melancholy and sadness, whether due to the Calamity or her own worries.
Soon, a small, translucent protective shield enveloped the two of them.
Crack—crack.
Around them, the spontaneously appearing Originium crystals struck the translucent shield, emitting small popping sounds and losing their activity after sparking.
One must know that the explosion of every Originium crystal was almost equivalent to the power of a regular Originium bullet.
However, even this seemingly impenetrable shield was utterly unable to withstand the oncoming sand. Liz and Shining couldn't help but squint, taking off the windproof goggles hanging on their respective horns.
In reality, Liz and Shining hadn't known each other for long, but they had already grown accustomed to each other's company. Liz also knew that this Sarkaz, much older than herself, truly loved the feeling of speeding on a motorcycle.
"Shining, what about those people chasing us? The thunder sandstorm doesn't seem to stop them. It's strange that some people aren't afraid of Calamities... or is it not strange, and I just forgot?"
Turning her head, Liz saw several dilapidated pickup trucks clinging tightly behind them. No matter how much Shining accelerated, it was difficult to shake them off.
"The sandstorm is protecting us! This is the will of the Calamity God! Catch these Devils! Their actions have desecrated the Calamity, the starry sky has obscured the arrival of disaster, and we will bring about the true Calamity!"
Soon, a horned male, his body bound with armor made of bones and animal hides, stood up from the roof of a pickup truck. While loudly proclaiming, he raised the crossbow in his hand and shot at the two fleeing prey.
Incredibly, this man was also a Sarkaz?
"Ignore them, they are not our target—these people have completely fallen into madness. They revere Calamities as gods, and the most terrifying thing is that the object of their faith might actually exist."
A faint golden stream of light flashed across the dark cross staff tucked into Shining's waist. Shining activated her Originium Arts, and immediately, a white shield with a faint golden glow was superimposed over Liz's shield.
The crossbow bolts were easily deflected, separated by the white shield like sand. However, the small stones shimmering with Originium light ignored it, passing through the white shield and striking the inner transparent shield.
"Are you really not going to draw your sword, Shining? You have the ability to preserve their lives, and we wouldn't be in such a sorry state."
Despite the frequent sounds of clashing metal and Originium explosions around her, Liz's expression remained as calm and unperturbed as still water.
She had experienced worse, more desperate situations. No matter how great the crisis, it was difficult to shake Liz.
In reality, the two of them were not unable to deal with the enemies behind them; they were simply too lazy to, and unwilling to harm anyone. If Shining truly made a move, those enemies would absolutely not withstand a single blow.
"For now, it is only my staff, Liz. Remember our identities, two wandering Sarkaz medics—I have decided to leave the Absolutionist, so my sword will only be wielded for protection..."
Shining's voice remained calm and gentle. Their journey to Kazimierz was not to get entangled with these mad fanatics.
They had a nobler mission: to free the people of this city from the influence of a terrifying entity, and... to find fated allies.
And in the next second, a look of dread appeared simultaneously on the beautiful faces of the two calm-faced women.
They felt a vast and dazzling power rapidly approaching them from afar.
Clang—
Before she could react, Shining, who had just said her sword would only be wielded for protection, immediately drew her "staff" and held it horizontally in front of herself and Liz—it was merely an inverted rapier.
The next second, two dark figures burst out from between the instantly formed sandstorm.
Clang—
The white-glowing rapier and a huge mechanical sword collided, the roar of the sandstorm being drowned out by the violent clash of metal.
The two white-haired women exchanged glances, neither retreating a single step.
"Goki, should we fight?! I'll take them out right now!"
And with this question, the next second, Goki, protected by Skadi behind him, walked out, waving his hands.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, we're not here to fight—friend! Friend!"
And the Old Hunter finally confirmed two things—these two Sarkaz women were indeed acquaintances of his.
And... this world is really small.
This was the first encounter between Goki and the black and white Devils.
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