Chapter 51: Dehya Also Wants to Become Stronger! Take the Future Into Your Own Hands!

Inside the ruins, chaos had already broken out.

Dehya initially planned to look for Kusela first, but she had no idea of the layout of the Legacy of the God King's headquarters.

The ruins were surprisingly large, making it easy to get lost!

She hadn't been inside for long when she saw people from Achmar's Beard rushing in.

Their combat effectiveness seemed weak compared to the many mercenaries of the Legacy of the God King.

They were strong, but two fists are no match for four hands.

Seeing the situation, Dehya rushed in to help.

At this time, the mercenaries of the Legacy of the God King were constantly moving up to surround them.

"Dehya! What are you doing out here? Go to the leader first!"

"Stop talking nonsense! I can't find Kusela, and he might be dead! I can't just watch you die, too!"

At the very least, she would save the person in front of her first.

Dehya took out a two-handed sword, fighting like a war goddess in the crowd.

Those mercenaries wielding giant axes couldn't withstand even a few of her blows.

Only in critical moments would she pick up the long sword, but at this time, she couldn't afford to hold back!

"As expected of the [Blazing Mane Lion]! But no matter how powerful you are, can you handle so many of us?"

The commander of the Legacy of the God King sneered, ordering his subordinates to attack Dehya.

Her offense was fierce as fire, but she soon felt herself growing tired.

She could fight seven or eight people, but seventy or eighty, even if they were low-level soldiers, was physically overwhelming.

At that moment, a shout suddenly came from the hall: "It's bad! The archive room is on fire!"

"What did you say!?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

A fire in the desert is almost a catastrophe!

There's no water in the desert, so putting out a fire can only be done with sand!

Mishal, standing on the high platform, immediately ordered, "Quickly, get people to transport sand! Hurry up!"

"No, Master Mishal! There isn't enough sand in the headquarters, and the hall's exit is blocked!"

"It's Jeht! Master Mishal, Jeht has returned!"

"What on earth is going on? Why are both [The Lion with a Blazing Mane] and Jeht here causing trouble?"

Upon hearing that Jeht had returned, Mishal face turned pale.

He knew Jeht had come seeking revenge!

With Hamzah dead, he was Jeht last mortal enemy!

"Lord Mishal! Jeht is nearly here! You should retreat!"

"Once Jeht is inside, the exit will be unguarded! We can escape!"

"Master Mishal, temporarily abandon this headquarters while our men are still alive! Otherwise, the fire will spread, and they'll all perish here!"

Hearing his subordinate's proposal, Mishal agreed.

No matter how many men they had, it was impossible to battle Dehya and the others while also extinguishing the fire!

And to the Legacy of the God King, talent was most important.

"Retreat! Let's retreat quickly!"

Under the protection of his group, Mishal fled towards the ruins' gate.

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After Dehya severed an enemy's arm with a single stroke, she glanced toward the thick smoke on the second floor.

"Kusela must have set it! He's alive! I wonder if he managed to escape!"

"Dehya, we'll hold these guys off; you go up and rescue the leader!"

Although Mishal had fled, people kept pouring into the hall to stop them.

Dehya wanted to rush up immediately, but she worried they would be surrounded and wiped out as soon as she left Bashar!

Just then, a figure suddenly dashed out from behind.

"Dehya, I'll take over here. You go find Kusela!"

Jeht revealed her twin blades and took a deep breath.

*[Water Breathing, Third Form: Flowing Dance]*

She silently recited the sword technique in her mind, recalling the smooth, fluid motions.

In an instant, waves began to cover Jeht blades.

She moved swiftly, like a fish swimming through water.

Walking among the crowd, she perceived her enemies' movements as if they were slowed down a hundredfold.

Even when facing an opponent's sword, she could easily dodge.

Her blade moved like a water dragon, weaving through the crowd.

When she stopped, she was already standing in front of Dehya.

All the enemies of the Achmar's Beard Mercenary Group behind her had collapsed to the ground in an instant.

This scene stunned everyone present.

"W-what just happened!?"

"I feel like a gust of wind swept past, and suddenly everyone fell down!"

"My god! If that blade had struck me, I wouldn't even know how I died!"

"So strong! The girl next to Dehya is so powerful!"

"Look! There seems to be water moving in the air!"

At these words, everyone's eyes widened.

Sure enough, if you looked carefully, you could see actual flowing water in the air.

"What's going on!? Why are all my men dead?"

"What the hell did you do?!"

"Jeht! You traitor! B**ch! Monster!"

The commander was in disarray.

To him, it looked like Jeht had moved from a distance right to the front in an instant.

She was like a ghost!

And in the next second, his subordinates fell to the ground with a series of "thud, thud, thud," unconscious!

This was horrifying!

He hadn't even seen how his subordinates had fallen!

But Dehya had seen it all clearly.

She had the Eyes of God, and after so many battles, her vision was sharp.

In her eyes just now, Jeht movements seemed almost imperceptible!

She saw Jeht swing her blade at the mercenaries quickly and without any delay.

Each movement flowed smoothly, one after the other.

Most importantly, she saw light radiating from Jeht body!

"Jeht, do you really have the Eyes of God?"

"But, how did your sword skills improve so quickly? That's impossible!"

When Dehya had first gained her God's Eye, it took her a long time to master the use of fire elemental power.

Even now, she still couldn't keep the flame attached to her weapon!

She could only make contact with her fists to strike flames onto her opponent in melee combat; that was all!

It felt as if Jeht had left her far behind overnight.

Before this, she had still been confident she could hold her own against Jeht.

But now, she felt that if she couldn't resist at least three moves, she'd be defeated!

Jeht was breathing heavily. The blow just now had drained her significantly.

Hearing Dehya exclamation, she said in a low voice, "Of course, it's because of Master Ye Xi!"

"Alright, Dehya, go save the others! We'll talk about everything else later!"

*[Water Breathing, First Form: Water Surface Slash]*

Jeht swung her blade, and three mercenaries charging at her were slashed across the chest, blood spraying wildly.

The force of her attack felt as powerful as a massive two-handed sword sweeping through!

But Dehya was no longer in a daze.

She punched the soldiers rushing toward her and then made her way up to the second floor.

Looking back at Jeht, she felt a renewed desire for power!

She wanted to become stronger too!

Stronger!

To take the future into her own hands!

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"Brothers, don't be afraid! Fight for me! Go!"

The commander saw that the men around him were terrified of Jeht.

In just a few seconds, those who had rushed in were all cut down!

She was like a harvester of lives. Charging at her was like signing your own death warrant!

Who would have the guts to jump into a pit of fire ahead?

And the most disturbing part was that, although she looked tired, the power of her attacks hadn't diminished at all!

It was like she was just pretending!

"Don't be afraid! This b**ch has no strength left!"

"Do you want your fallen brothers' sacrifices to be in vain?"

"Lord Chiwang will not abandon any of his believers!"

Listening to the commander's words, the men were inspired and ready to move again.

But in that instant, Jeht suddenly appeared in front of the commander.

"Ugh"

Her dual blades flashed, and the commander's head fell to the ground, lifeless.

Jeht kept her breathing steady.

Although she had already expended a lot of energy when she first arrived, as soon as she used the breathing technique taught by Ye Xi, she felt her energy quickly returning.

She didn't feel tired at all now on the contrary, she felt even more invigorated.

Seeing the commander dead, the terrified mercenaries froze in place.

"The battle is over! My target is Mishal alone!"

"If any of you want to die, I'll gladly grant your wish!"

Hearing Jeht cold words, the mercenaries exchanged uncertain looks.

Then suddenly, one person dropped his weapon.

Seeing one surrender, others began to drop their weapons as well.

Seeing this, the members of Akhmar's Beard breathed a sigh of relief.

If the fight had continued, they wouldn't have been able to hold out much longer, and many were already injured.

At that moment, a loud noise erupted from the second floor, startling everyone.

Jeht looked up and saw flames bursting out...

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