Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1402 - 137: Eerie Stillness Beneath the Night

Capítulo 1402: Chapter 137: Eerie Stillness Beneath the Night

“As expected.”

Five seconds later, Kay returned. His eyebrows covered by a layer of white frost, slowly melting away.

“So, at night, unless you belong to a race inherently immune to cold, don’t go out.”

The Seventh Princess raised her index finger and shook it, then pointed towards a corner of a rock not far ahead.

“That’s where we’ll avoid the night’s dangers tonight.”

Seven meters to the left front, there was a natural haven formed by three rocks piled together.

“Thank you for your guidance, Princess,” Kay said respectfully. After Ying Lin bounced away, he turned and said, “Zheng, we’re back.”

“Hmm.”

A heavy voice answered, as the burly figure carrying a blood-colored giant scythe slowly returned.

When approaching the golden light, the layer of frost turned into ice crystals, but as temperatures rose, these ice crystals began to transform into tiny water vapors, skipping the liquefaction process.

In the silent night, countless bloody battles or deaths could occur in the ruins.

But this was not something that concerned the Seventh Princess.

She was satisfied with her luck, finding a warm place amidst the perilous Light Relics.

Ying Lin threw her backpack behind her, leaned comfortably against it, closed her eyes, and spoke in a soft voice, “Just stay within the golden light; it’s best to wait and conserve energy. There might be a few battles tonight. So… I’m entrusting you…”

After speaking, Ying Lin’s breathing quickly became even… evidently, she had fallen asleep.

Two burly Sealing Abyss Deadpool exchanged a glance, with a hint of affection in their eyes.

“The Princess has been busy all day, she’s tired. Zheng, you guard by the Princess, I’ll keep watch on the edge of the light.”

Kay drew out his hefty Red Flame Saber, the dark red blade flickered like a breath.

Walking to roughly 5 meters from the edge of the light, Kay sat cross-legged, the giant blade plunged into the rock.

A pair of cold, azure blue eyes gazed emotionlessly into the night.

Silent Zheng did not respond but merely nodded, holding the giant scythe, sat cross-legged in front of Ying Lin, using the 3-meter scythe to form the last barrier of this corner.

Zheng closed his eyes, quickly entering a light sleep state.

Orders were executed without question, duties clearly divided; being the elite among the Sealing Abyss Deadpool, their cooperation was seamless without need for words.

The night grew quieter, the temperature colder…

In the vast ruins, the golden beam connecting heaven and earth was especially conspicuous.

Those who stopped would freeze, subconsciously moved closer to those beams of light.

After all, at night, light brought more hope.

A silhouette, with waist-length hair tied carelessly behind, moved lightly, maintaining a steady rhythm.

Fine frost began to condense on her combat uniform, but her jade-like, clean face retained its pure skin tone, unaffected by frost or snow.

Long eyelashes fluttered gently, and eyes as cold as snow showed a flicker of change.

Her right hand brushed back seemingly of its own accord, and the crystalline Snow Building Sword swept across the night in a white arc.

Clang!

A spark flashed behind.

The flicker in Lu Qingxue’s eyes returned to calm as her right hand executed a slightly abnormal flick, causing the Snow Building Sword’s hilt to spin sharply.

And with a lift of her slender hand.

Zsh!

In a cascade of sparks, there revealed a face of shock and a spray of blood rising into the air.

“Ah! ————”

Her toe lightly tapped, her flexible waist twisted, a white light swept through the night sky, silencing the scream.

This sword, unbroken by wind and snow, reminiscent of returning geese.

No stain of blood, the blade returned to the sheath.

The stiff corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

Yet Lu Qingxue’s serene gaze did not glance back.

This night grew colder, further focusing her spirit.

For Snow Clan who were naturally unfazed by the cold, it’s prime travel time…

The sound of footsteps echoed throughout the ruins.

Occasional mad laughter, screams, mostly silence.

From the distant night came subtle rustling.

Kay’s azure eyes finally shifted, looking towards a certain angle ahead.

Rising, he lifted the Red Flame Saber embedded in the rock.

Stepped forward.

Crunching, the unpleasant sound of teeth-gritting, and then a nearby half-meter stone shattered explosively.

Instantly, he brought forth a flow of blazing heat.

Boom!

Out of nowhere, a blast of fire erupted in the night.

Blood splattered and began to settle into a mist of intertwined ice crystals, Kay raised his blood-marked face coldly.

“This path… is blocked.”

In his vision, shadows flickered, numbering no less than five.

Those ragged breaths began to falter.

Yet soon, their breathing became fiercer!

“Let us through, someone’s chasing us!”

One attempted to rush from the side, but with a turn, Kay’s sword carved a 180-degree arc of blood.

The man’s head soared instantly.

“I dislike repeating myself.”

After speaking, Kay grounded the heavy Red Flame Saber and continued forward without a word.

The group, cowed, began involuntary retreat.

But amidst clenched fists, a sudden roar rang out: “Retreat and die, advance and die, damn it! Whoever blocks me, I’ll fight them! Let me in!”

The man raised an automatic rifle, aimed at the towering figure, and pulled the trigger.

Tongues of fire spewed.

Yet simultaneously, Kay’s Red Flame Saber vanished like a phantom.

Clang clang clang!

A flurry of sparks blossomed a meter ahead of Kay, illuminating his cold face.

When the magazine ran dry, the man attempted to leap aside to reload, a blade of scorching air sliced through from the side.

Both gun and man…

Were instantly cleaved into two.

Kay’s frigid gaze swept over the remaining few, the saber grounded as he advanced.

Four consecutive screams sounded.

With a flick of his wrist, all blood on the blade scattered, Kay moved towards the enveloping light.

These ants, disturbed the Princess’s rest, a grave sin.

In his view, Zheng still sat unmoving with closed eyes.

But Kay knew Zheng wasn’t asleep, merely trusting he needn’t intervene against these pests.

Words spoken by the dying just now…

Being pursued…

Kay didn’t pay it any mind.

When the time comes, he’ll kill them all.

Crunch, crunch…

Combat boots crushed against gravel, emitting soft grinding sounds.

Two steps away from returning to the prior watch position, Kay abruptly halted, a flicker of annoyance flashed in his icy eyes.

“Indeed…”

“Endlessly bothersome.”

From still to swift, like an awakened tiger, kicking up a whirlwind.

This domineering strike slashed into the night!

Red light spanned twenty meters…

Boom!

Fire blossomed.

“Interesting…”

An odd tone with laughter rang out in the darkness.