Chapter 165 The Crazy Woman
The scene that had just unfolded left Han Ming completely dumbfounded.
Such a huge palace had actually flown straight into the sky and disappeared?
Everything that had just happened seemed like a dream.
Rustle...
A faint sound came from not far behind Han Ming, and with his excellent hearing, he captured this extremely weak sound.
"Who!"
Han Ming spun around abruptly, only to see a black shadow carrying a person and running far away into the distance.
"Xiao Qi!?"
Han Ming exclaimed in shock, his body leaping out and turning into a blur of light as he chased after Xiao Qi.
The person holding Xiao Qi darted through the streets of the Ghost City, with Han Ming in hot pursuit.
The two chased each other, finally leaving the Ghost City behind.
In the open wilderness, the view became clearer. Han Ming squinted at the fleeing figure in the distance, noticing that the person was dressed in black, running with clean and efficient movements, without any hesitation or delay. Each step seemed calculated, neither too long nor too short, with no unnecessary limb movements.
"Someone from the Shadow Palace!"
Han Ming guessed the identity of the person based on their movements.
"Why would they kidnap Xiao Qi? Could it be that they already know about Xiao Qi's innate purification constitution?"
The black-clothed figure ran incredibly fast, and even with Han Ming chasing at full speed, he could only just keep up.
The two chased each other across the wilderness for nearly two hours, until the black-clothed figure, carrying Xiao Qi, dashed into the Borderland City.
Han Ming followed closely behind, and from a distance, he saw the black-clothed figure leap into a huge mansion.
Han Ming hurriedly followed, and suddenly, four guards jumped out from the mansion.
"City Lord's Mansion! No outsiders allowed!"
The four guards stood firmly in front of Han Ming, ordering him to stop.
"The City Lord's Mansion?"
Han Ming turned his head and saw the words "City Lord's Mansion" written on the large gate not far from him.
"Didn't someone just enter your City Lord's Mansion? Didn't you see them?"
Han Ming demanded.
One guard replied with a grim face, "Stop talking nonsense! Leave this place immediately!"
Han Ming frowned, concerned about Xiao Qi's safety and unwilling to waste time arguing. He charged straight into the City Lord's Mansion.
"Stop him!"
One of the guards shouted loudly.
The four guards formed a semi-circle around Han Ming.
"Move aside!"
Han Ming barked, kicking out with his right leg towards an oncoming guard.
The guard nimbly flipped backward twice, drawing his saber from his waist and slashing at Han Ming, while the other three guards quickly approached from the front and back.
"Do you think you can dodge my kick with just your guard duties?"
Han Ming sneered. Initially, he had intended not to harm anyone unnecessarily, so he hadn't used his magic power, just wanting to incapacitate the four guards with physical force. But now, it seemed that the City Lord's Mansion was not so simple.
"Ha!"
One guard swung his saber at Han Ming, the blade crackling with fighting energy.
Han Ming quickly stepped back, flicking out a water snake with his hand.
The water snake slithered forward, coiled around the guard's saber, and swiftly wrapped around the guard's arm.
The guard grunted, realizing his entire arm had turned into a crystal, and frantically waved his hand to slap it away, only to see his arm shatter into countless pieces with a crack.
Han Ming wielded two streams of water marks, fending off the remaining three guards who attacked him, and one by one, they turned into ice sculptures.
The guard who had lost an arm endured the pain and continued to attack Han Ming.
Han Ming's body leaped, scaling the outer wall of the City Lord's Mansion, and with a single hand, he swung backwards, hitting the guard with a water arrow that froze him into an ice sculpture.
Han Ming lightly leaped into the courtyard, his body moving swiftly through the night.
He passed through room after room, searching everywhere, but there was no sign of Xiao Qi.
Suddenly, a dozen guards jumped out from the courtyard, attacking Han Ming from all sides.
Han Ming grew annoyed, no longer caring to conserve his magic power. His hands waved continuously, sending out countless tiny water arrows.
The guards hurriedly defended with their weapons, only to find that any weapon touched by the water arrows instantly turned into ice.
Feeling the extreme cold of their weapons, the guards panicked and discarded them, only to be hit by subsequent water arrows, freezing their bodies in place with large blue ice marks.
While Han Ming was entangled with the guards, a shadow carrying a person leaped out from a corner and jumped over the wall.
"Get back here!"
Han Ming hurriedly chased after them, flicking out dozens of water arrows.
The black-clothed figure, carrying Xiao Qi, twisted their body in a bizarre manner, dodging all the water arrows.
"This won't do! It's too far, and the black-clothed figure is too agile to hit."
The two chased each other, and soon they were out of the Borderland City again.
"Demon Soul!"
Han Ming called out in his heart.
The Demon Soul shot out from his body, rapidly pursuing the black-clothed figure.
With its ethereal body, the Demon Soul's speed slightly surpassed Han Ming's, gradually closing in on the black-clothed figure.
The black-clothed figure glanced back, saw that they were being chased, gritted their teeth, and slapped towards Xiao Qi's head.
"Stop him!"
Han Ming screamed in terror.
But the Demon Soul had already acted.
Several silver threads flew straight towards the black-clothed figure's arm. These threads, originally soft, were now as stiff as steel needles.
Whoosh whoosh...
The silver threads pierced into the black-clothed figure's arm, causing them to cry out in pain and their arm to droop uncontrollably. Xiao Qi's limp body rolled to the ground.
The black-clothed figure glared at Han Ming fiercely and threw a dozen small daggers at Xiao Qi's body.
The Demon Soul continuously emitted silver threads, knocking down all the daggers.
The black-clothed figure sneered, taking advantage of the Demon Soul knocking down the daggers, kicked Xiao Qi in the lower back.
Xiao Qi's body was kicked out, and several bones snapped with a cracking sound.
At this moment, Han Ming also arrived. With a single hand, he created a water ball that shattered upon impact, sending fine water droplets flying towards the black-clothed figure, some of which hit their mark as the black-clothed figure failed to dodge.
Upon contact with the black-clothed figure's body, the water droplets quickly froze.
Han Ming followed up, and at close range, he waved his hand, a white mist blowing towards the black-clothed figure, freezing them into a crystal, which Han Ming then shattered with a palm strike.
"Xiao Qi!"
Han Ming didn't care to look at the black-clothed figure's face and hurriedly ran to Xiao Qi, flipping his body over to check his injuries.
"It seems hopeless."
The Demon Soul looked at Xiao Qi on the ground indifferently.
Han Ming tore open Xiao Qi's clothes, frowning.
Xiao Qi's lower back had been kicked up by the black-clothed figure, his internal organs shattered, and he was on the verge of death.
Han Ming activated a water-based healing spell, pressing his palm tightly against Xiao Qi's back.
"It's futile. At best, it can only temporarily prolong his life. As soon as you remove your hand, he will die."
The Demon Soul reminded.
Han Ming said firmly, "I know! But this kid absolutely cannot die!"
The Demon Soul, who had been lurking within Han Ming, certainly knew some details about Xiao Qi.
"Are you planning to use his purification constitution to fight the demon soldiers?"
Han Ming glanced coldly at the Demon Soul and said, "I'm not as heartless as you. He is indeed a purification constitution, but it seems that this constitution hasn't been fully activated yet. That's one aspect. On the other hand, I feel sorry for this kid, so I must save him."
The Demon Soul shrugged, "Then there's nothing we can do. To save him, only a high-ranking wood-type magician might be able to do it. As a water-type magician, you're not enough. But there's no way there's a wood-type magician in this Borderland City."
Han Ming nodded slightly and said, "Of course, I understand. So I've decided to go to the imperial capital of the Rhein Empire, Noraad."
"You're not going to wait for your beloved here?"
Han Ming shook his head slightly and said, "There's no better plan now. I have to try my luck at the magic guild in Noraad."
With that, Han Ming picked up Xiao Qi, placed the palm of his right hand on Xiao Qi's stomach, and continuously channeled healing magic, then stood up and headed towards the Borderland City.
As soon as dawn broke the next day, Han Ming boarded a flying ship bound for Noraad.
On the day after Han Ming boarded the flying ship, a crazy woman arrived in the Borderland City.
The woman was extremely beautiful, but her face was twisted in a fierce expression, her hair messy, and her eyes had turned blood red.
Outside the city, a group of mercenaries returning from the Ghost City were leisurely making their way.
"This time we've hit the jackpot. I wonder who killed so many magical beasts in the Ghost City but didn't touch their bodies, allowing us to pick up such a bargain."
"That's right, haha. It seems the heavens are treating us well today."
Two of them were happily chatting on a simple horse-drawn cart.
"Hey? Boss, look! There's a woman walking towards us. She's so beautiful!"
One of the mercenaries exclaimed in surprise.
The leader of the mercenary group jumped off the cart and quickly approached the approaching woman.
"Hello, beautiful lady. Is there anything I can help you with?"
The woman clutched her chest in pain, spat out a mouthful of blood, and screamed frantically, "Get out!!"
The leader of the mercenaries was stunned, pointing to his nose in confusion and asking, "Are you talking about me? Where... where am I supposed to go?" Saying this, he looked around and realized he was already in the wilderness; where else could he go?
"Hahaha, the boss is embarrassed."
The mercenaries burst into laughter.
"I told you to get out!!"
The woman screamed again, clutching at her upper garment and tearing it to shreds, revealing a snow-white, smooth, half-naked body in front of all the mercenaries.
The mercenaries were dumbfounded.
"What... what kind of person takes off their clothes voluntarily? Could she be a crazy woman?"