Elly's shrill, eerie laughter continued to echo throughout the Elf village square, tearing thru the dark nite. The illustrious Western Holy Swordmaster, Tusuki Kenji, was now kneeling on one knee on the ground. The once blazing holy sword is now just embers fading away before the thick black smoke of the Smoke Manipulation technique. Kenji's eyes were marked with veins of blood, his mind being torn apart by the Gaze of the Mind and the Gaze of Emotion, the dark corners and fears of past failures being dragged out, weighing heavily on the shoulders of the hero.
From the ruins of the Forbidden Library, Hegemon witnessed the entire scene. His mind was spinning with the information that Lily had just provided.
The power drawn from fear. A tiny being contains a colossal source of energy from an infinite distance.
Hegemon clenched his fist so tightly that his nails pierced his flesh, drawing blood. He knew well that if Kenji continued to sink deep into the illusion of fear, the Holy Sword would die, and the entire village would once again be massacred. The time anchor will pull him back into the chaotic death loop once again. He must act, not with a sword, but with a mind that has experienced dozens of near-death encounters.
"He is arrogant..." Hegemon muttered, his eyes flashing with a cold light. "That's right, a being known as the Dark Assassin from another world, possessing cheating skills like invisibility and teleportation, surely he sees all creatures here as mere ants." Arrogance is the biggest trap! It seems like the text to translate is missing. Could you please provide the text you'd like me to translate?
Without hesitating for a second longer, Hegemon gathered all his strength, charged straight out of the rubble, and stood on a high, crumbling stone pedestal at the edge of the square. He took a deep breath, channeling all the energy from his throat, and shouted loudly:
"Hey! That dark-skinned loli named Elly! You claim to be the great Dark Assassin of the Demon King Realm, but it turns out you're just a coward who resorts to cheap smoke and psychological tricks?! "You claim to be the Great Dark Assassin of the Demon King Realm, but it turns out you're just a coward who resorts to cheap smoke tricks and psychological eye techniques?!" The shout of Hegemon was like a cold splash of water thrown directly onto the already tense battlefield.
Hegemon's shout was like a bucket of cold water splashed directly onto the extremely tense battlefield. Both Yuki and Esktra, who were standing at a distance to support, were startled and looked at him in horror. They didn't understand why an immigrant would dare to provoke such an otherworldly monster.
Indeed, Elly's laughter suddenly stopped. He slowly turned his tiny head, his blood-red eyes locking onto Hegemon's figure. His loli face, with its dark skin, contorted, revealing an extreme displeasure at being publicly insulted by a lowly being he didn't even bother to notice.
"You... just said what?" A mere immigrant cockroach dares to speak loudly to me?" Elly's voice deepened, carrying a dark pressure that thickened the surrounding atmosphere.
But Hegemon did not stop, he continued to point his hand straight at Elly's face, his tone full of mockery and disdain: "I said you are a coward!" You fear the true power of the Holy Sword, so you have to use poison smoke to neutralize his abilities! You fear a fair fight, so you have to hide behind tricks of stealth and teleportation! Look back, Tusuki Kenji is the Holy Sword Knight of the West, he carries the blessing of the Holy King within him. No matter how many dark arts you use, he will still rise and crush you! "Even if you use all your dark magic, he will still rise and crush you!"
The taunts of Hegemon were not only aimed at Elly, but each word and phrase struck like a great bell directly into Kenji's chaotic mind.
He carries the blessing of the Holy King... He will still rise!
Kenji woke up. The will of a Holy Sword was strongly stimulated. The pride of a hero does not allow him to succumb to the insults of the enemy and the expectations of a mortal. The golden aura from the blessing of the Resurrected Saint King flared up fiercely once again, incinerating the surrounding black smoke. The wounds on Kenji's body closed at a dizzying speed, and his spirit was cleansed of the illusions of the Mind's Eye.
"Yes..." I am the Holy Sword Knight! I won't allow myself to fall here! "I won't allow myself to fall here!" Kenji roared, standing up with his sword, the flames and water around him flaring up more fiercely than ever, locking Elly in place. Kenji roared, thrusting his sword upright, the flames and water around him erupted more fiercely than ever, locking Elly's position.
Elly saw Kenji revive his fighting state and gritted his teeth in anger. The arrogant nature of an otherworldly assassin did not allow him to retreat or use tricks to hide from someone he had just defeated. He was caught in Hegemon's psychological trap. He wanted to use the purest strength to shatter the arrogance of the swordsman and crush that barking dog.
"Alright!" Alright! You little ants want to see true power, don't you? Let me show you what true despair is! "Let me show you what despair looks like!" Elly shouted, abandoning the idea of using the concealment technique or memory manipulation. He charged straight at Kenji, creating a collision that drew the assassin's full attention toward the Holy Sword. Elly shouted, abandoning the idea of using stealth or memory manipulation, he charged straight at Kenji, creating a cataclysmic collision that drew the entire attention of the assassin toward the Holy Sword.
While Hegemon is risking his life to buy time and lure Elly into a direct confrontation outside the square, behind him, Lily has... Your fateful thread, Elly... is about to snap!