IUD-Chapter 683 Only This Despicable

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"Pā Tà…"

In the ruined Skyscraper mall, a large pool of blood fell from the sky, gradually painting the floor with a glaring red.

Above the Skyscraper, which seemed to reach into the sky, Roa stared at the pure white sword light that had pierced through his body, leaving a trail of blood. His expression, eyes, and physical body were all frozen.

The excruciating pain surged through Roa's nerves.

It was not only physical pain but also the pain of his soul.

He felt as if his soul, which had already been reincarnated seventeen times, was being viciously pierced along with his physical body, causing Roa to emit a mournful cry.

It was a scream of someone who was on the brink of death.

Roa stared at the pure white sword light that had pierced him, his neck moving with great difficulty as he slowly raised his head to look forward.

There, Fang Li, holding the pure white sword, had driven the sword edge into Roa's body.

The Mystic Eyes, looking straight at death, were chillingly cold.

"Cough Cough…"

After a while, Fang Li also coughed up blood.

Compared to Roa, who was pierced through, Fang Li's condition was undoubtedly more severe. His body was almost covered in bright red blood, and he was in a pitiful, battered state.

Yet even in this condition, Fang Li still tightly gripped Bo Xie with his bloodied hand.

With a forceful push, he drove the weapon further into Roa's body.

"I knew it…"

Fang Li's voice was laced with sarcasm.

"Someone like you would find it impossible to have the courage to face the next battle. You would definitely act like a venomous snake, launching a sneak attack, exposing your fangs to an opponent you cannot defeat."

After all, after Arcueid went berserk, this guy had already hidden away to avoid being caught up in it.

"After planning for so long and going to great lengths to gain power, you never had the resolve to use that power."

"Deep down, you're still a Magecraft practitioner who will stop at nothing to achieve your goals."

As he spoke, Fang Li slowly extended his other mangled hand and gently placed it on Roa's chest.

"In the end, even your 'Death' has to be so despicable…"

As the words fell, Fang Li tightened his hand on Roa's chest.

"Senken - Hana Kagami (Flashing Scabbard— Flower Mirror)!"

An invisible shockwave exploded within Roa's body, shaking him violently.

"Bang————!"

With a blast, blood and shredded flesh sprayed into the air.

Roa's chest was completely shattered, leaving only a layer of flesh connecting it. Amidst the thick blood and scattered flesh, his body fell downward.

And it didn't stop until it crashed into the Skyscraper mall.

"Boom————!"

As the impact sound echoed, the blood pool at the impact point spread uncontrollably.

Roa lay in a pool of blood, with blood continuously gushing from his mouth. His limbs twitched uncontrollably as if trying to struggle to rise, but ultimately, he was powerless.

"Ah… hā… ah…"

Faint sounds of resisting death came from Roa's mouth. But the end of death could not be erased from Roa's body no matter what.

His physical injuries were trivial.

On this full moon night, Roa's undying nature had been upgraded to its limits, capable of complete recovery in an instant.

Yet, that injury could not be healed.

Because Roa's soul was heading towards annihilation, unable to resist.

As Arcueid had said.

Under the power of Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, this time, Roa would no longer be able to reincarnate and would face true death.

Even though Roa understood this clearly, he still struggled desperately. He managed to lift a trembling hand towards the sky.

That hand reached out toward Arcueid, who was rushing toward Fang Li.

Seeing the pure white, beautiful princess, Roa made a dying wail.

"Princess…"

His hand continued to stretch towards Arcueid.

"Princess…"

Summoning the last of his strength, he called out the name of the True Ancestor.

"Princess…"

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Each call grew fainter and more subdued.

"Princess…"

The final call marked the peak of Roa's longing.

At this moment, Roa could see that Arcueid's eyes were completely focused on the boy who was about to die, filled with urgency.

In that instant, Roa seemed to see the past.

He saw the past stretching back eight hundred years.

In his mission for eternal life and immense power, Roa had schemed to become the strongest True Ancestor Dead Apostle, making his way to the castle of the True Ancestors to find the pure white Princess.

Roa still vividly remembered his first encounter with this White Princess.

It was amidst a sea of flowers outside the castle.

There, the white princess stood against the wind, with her head held high, gazing at the bright moon in the night sky, she looked like a girl who was yearning for paradise— looking exquisitely beautiful.

With the moon as her backdrop, the princess stood tall beneath the night sky.

At that moment, Roa could only think of one word.

"Tsukihime…"

And then, his heart was captivated.

Roa did not know.

From that moment, he had already become a slave to the True Ancestor Princess.

This Dead Apostle, who had constantly rejected death and reincarnated again and again, had shown the utmost obsession with Arcueid from beginning to end.

That obsession, in reality, was not for the sake of obtaining Arcueid's power.

It was merely admiration and yearning for the White Princess, a love that resembled that of a snake's deceitful plotting.

Unfortunately, Roa could never understand that his obsession with the True Ancestor Princess was a form of love.

Thus, the scene of the pure white princess rushing anxiously toward the fainted boy, taking him into her arms without hesitation, became the final blow to Roa's desperate resistance against death.

"Pā…"

That was the sound of Roa's outstretched hand falling, hitting the ground.

In the blood pool, the Dead Apostle known as 'Serpent' stared wide-eyed, as if unable to rest in peace, and his breath ceased.

Shortly afterward, Roa's physical body began to disintegrate, turning to ashes and dispersing like the wind.

Thus, the Dead Apostle known as the 'Serpent,' who had experienced seventeen reincarnations and lived for over eight hundred years, vanished.

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"Fang Li! Fang Li!"

"How are you?!"

"Fang Li!"

A girl's anxious and worried voice reached his ears. But Fang Li could no longer hear clearly.

The fiery white phosphorescence had vanished.

Yet his battered body still persisted.

Moreover, his soul felt as if it were being torn apart, suffering excruciating pain.

So, all Fang Li could see were a pair of eyes.

Eyes that seemed on the verge of tears, crimson red.

"Fang Li!"

At the princess's call, Fang Li fell into a deep sleep.

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