"Clear the way." After pondering for a moment, Wei Yanyou still gave the order. Jean's ability to guide the flames had indeed exceeded his expectations.
Seeing this, Jean immediately hoisted Frostnova up and waved at the group: "Bye-bye!" Then, she strode away.
After Jean left, the personnel behind Wei Yanyou stepped forward and asked, "Are we just going to let them run away like that?"
But Wei Yanyou simply turned around and walked toward the Lungmen city district, saying, "Prepare the main cannon."
The robed inspector nodded upon seeing this and turned to leave.
Leaving behind only an anxious-looking Amiya and the Doctor, who was lost in thought while looking at the emerald whirlwind that had been placed in their hands.
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Since she had already saved the white rabbit, Jean didn't delay and headed toward the outskirts of the city. Although her blood had helped Frostnova recover somewhat, the vitality inside her body still wasn't enough to sustain an adult.
Thus, Jean had no choice but to continuously infuse vitality into her body to sustain her life.
As for feeding her blood, while Jean really wanted to take the opportunity to kiss the beautiful girl again, Frostnova's shattered body simply couldn't withstand the continuous intake of high-concentration vitality.
When Jean dove back into the wall of fire, the heart that had been hanging in her chest finally settled; after all, the environment here was not meant for any living person.
But before she could even catch her breath, it felt as if something had attacked.
After all, relying on the shield created by Stardust Wind to push away the flames, the situation outside was basically invisible. She only saw special points of light rushing over at high speed, and it didn't seem like anything good.
That was indeed the case; these points of light struck directly against the protective shield made by Stardust Wind, making a 'clattering' sound.
After all, this shield was not a specialized defensive structure; it was merely a simple method of making the wind spin to repel external objects, and from a structural standpoint, it had no design for impact resistance.
Within a few seconds, the points of light broke straight through, charging at Jean.
Fortunately, in the few seconds of delay, Jean had already seen the trajectory of the light points. She dodged, carrying Frostnova with her.
But she saw that the points of light she had just dodged immediately made a 180-degree turn and attacked Jean again.
This was different from small-range homing projectiles; a 180-degree turn was entirely in the realm of manual operation, or perhaps there was another possibility: these things possessed intelligence themselves.
She immediately activated an appraisal, which provided information about the light points:
[Target Assessment] Name: Unknown. Race: Flame Spirits. Rating: Fierce-High to Frenzied-Low. Grade: Mythical—4 Star. Description: Both a race and an item, possessing the ability to ignite anything.
"Troublesome ability, troublesome feeling, and..." Looking at the dense array of small light points surrounding her like stars, "Troublesome quantity."
Since there was no avoiding it, she naturally swung her blade forward.
As the white wind unsheathed, a white line instantly split the left and right.
And this Flame Spirit was likewise split in two and dissipated.
A successful kill was naturally gratifying, but looking at the sea of light points, she couldn't bring herself to smile.
"These were summoned by Talulah. She once made us keep the existence of this thing strictly confidential. It is also the true culprit behind the city's conflagration."
Watching Jean's pensive expression, Frostnova added, "Talulah is... is, once... our leader, is..."
"Is she a trashy dragon girl?" Jean laughed.
"Yes, it seems you know her."
"You could say that. To you, she might not be what you imagined." Jean felt the sensation from these Flame Spirits: "And now, I'm afraid it's the same for me."
Frostnova didn't reply, staring intently at the light points, unsure if it was with hatred or regret.
But Jean didn't have the time to dwell on that. After dodging another attacking Flame Spirit, she became even more convinced of one thing: these Flame Spirits carried divinity.
Although this weak divinity couldn't be called a god itself, it was certainly related to a god, and if this thing was truly summoned by Talulah...
Pulling back her thoughts, she began to move again, holding Frostnova. There were light points chasing and blocking them everywhere. If they were on the outside, Jean wouldn't be afraid at all; in fact, if it were a normal place, Jean would already be having fun.
But now, holding Frostnova, infusing her with vitality, maintaining the Stardust Wind, while also having to dodge these light points like a bullet hell game—if they were just simple homing projectiles, it would be fine (Homing projectiles: auto-aiming barrage, which fails if it overshoots the target), but these things had low-level intelligence, and it was clear they were all coming for Frostnova.
"Put... put me down..." Frostnova said weakly in her arms. She had also realized that the true target of these light points was herself.
"It's fine. As long as we break out, these guys won't amount to anything."
Although she comforted Frostnova with her words, Jean inwardly clicked her tongue, 'I don't know how to manipulate the vitality of this kind of elemental life yet!'
Unable to extract vitality meant being unable to replenish herself, and once a war of attrition began, facing this quantity meant waiting for death.
The best method now was naturally to escape the wall of fire and leave the city limits. But these Flame Spirits seemed to have planned it; by constantly harassing them, they were diverting Jean's route. The two, who should have already left the city according to their original path, were now lost in an unknown area.
Gathering her spirit again, she swung her blade, and another Flame Spirit was shattered into sparks. She could no longer remember how many there had been.
Physical exertion was gradually increasing, and her breathing started to become heavy. Fortunately, these flames were neither hot nor consuming oxygen, otherwise, Jean would likely be entering a state of hypoxia.
Without even time to regroup, a large number of Flame Spirits surrounded them again. Although they appeared to have a certain level of intelligence, they completely lacked any emotion of fear or terror. No matter how many Jean shattered, they continued to delay her pace in this suicidal manner.
"Put me down, Jean. Thank you very much for everything you've done, but I am already..."
"Shut up."
"This is a kill-zone set up by Talulah..."
"Shut up."
"But, I..."
"Shut up!" Jean glared at Frostnova: "Stop giving up on yourself. Listen well, Yelena, your contract to escort the Snow Monster Squad to evacuate has been completed. From that moment on, your body, your soul, everything about you is mine. You have no right to give up on yourself, because you are mine!"
Swinging her blade again and slicing through two Flame Spirits at once, Jean said again:
"This is your first order: stay alive! Honestly, there's already one trashy woman waiting in line to be resurrected; don't think about being the second."
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