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"Who is the strongest genius among the younger generation?"
"Didn't I just tell you?! It's me! It's me!" Irene pointed at herself, on the verge of tears.
“You yourself said ‘one of them,’ which means there are others as well,” An Yi said matter-of-factly.
"Don't be so slow! I can't tell if you're faking it or if you're really being silly!"
After pretending to be angry, Irene changed the subject back to her own words.
"So... what's the answer?"
“Aren’t we master and apprentice?” Annie said.
“What does it matter! Before we became master and apprentice, we were of the opposite sex!” Elaine said.
"Do you like me?" Annie asked.
Irene: "You're sure you want to ask this kind of question after I've already made it clear that I'm giving myself to you?"
"Because I didn't sense at all that my master was shy."
"Kid! I'm over 1,500 years old! I'm not a 15-year-old girl!"
"All right.
Then I refuse.
"We've already gone this far, are you still going to refuse?! Master is just disabled! She hasn't lost her female functions!"
Besides, I've reached the age where I want to have children, so what's wrong with having kids?
"I would probably choose the fifteen-year-old."
"Huh? Ba! You think your master is too old, that he's seven? According to the Elf Continent's age, I'm still a fresh and lovely four-year-old girl, okay?!"
Do you even believe what you're saying?
"You... I don't care! Take your pants off now!"
"No, I refuse."
What girl?
They're already at the age where they're as vigorous as wolves and tigers!
To be honest, it was a bit unexpected for An Yi that things had developed to this extent.
After all... An Yi would never have any romantic feelings for Irene.
At that time, he didn't think anyone would like him.
Especially your own master.
This was also the first time he realized that species other than humans do not actually have "lack of sexual desire".
Even if you don't fall in love with someone else, someone else might fall in love with you over time.
This affection remained unrequited until Irene's death.
An Yi drifted off to sleep amidst these somewhat fond memories.
What would soon wake him from his sleep was a nightmare that would occur a month later.
Chapter 161 Royal Servant: Phoenix (Fifth Update)
Amidst the inferno, smoke billowed and the sky was shrouded in thick, dark clouds.
The demons attacked the city, and hundreds of heroes fought bravely. An Yi and Irene were also among those who defended the city.
The master and apprentice were practically the strongest fighting force in the city. Not to mention the level 5 or 6 demons they had encountered before, even level 10 demons would not escape death in front of them.
After learning the [Raging Wind Sword Technique], An Zhongzhuan qUN:◎∑1*＿〕～九@◆裬★∪★￠棂伊 no longer uses the sword by simply unleashing magic skills as before.
Because his own strength attribute is not low, coupled with his fierce and violent swordsmanship, many demons cannot withstand him.
The reborn An Yi actually uses physical attacks more frequently than skills, only using skills when clearing the field or killing powerful monsters.
Originally, An Yi and Irene handled the situation with ease, and the demons did not expect them to be so powerful, so they were defeated one after another.
The situation was looking very promising.
That's how it should be.
but……
Little did they know, this was a trap set by the demons for Ireif.
Irene escaped one month after the birth of the Holy Hero, and eleven months have passed since then.
Just when everyone thought she was at her limit and had no chance to fight back, and that it would be best to leave her to the low-level demon lords on the border, a helper inexplicably appeared by her side.
Although this helper wasn't particularly strong, he was more than capable of dealing with the low-level demon lords on the border.
Then they kept lying to their superiors, never catching the person, yet they kept saying "right away, right away."
Almost a year has passed, and finally, the series of lords from the bottom up could no longer keep it a secret.
The news reached the ears of one of the demon king's servants, who decided to capture Irene himself.
In the past, each of the Elf King's twelve royal servants possessed strength no less than that of the Demon King's servants.
If their attributes are mutually advantageous, the Elf King's Servant has a very high chance of killing the Demon King's Servant.
Conversely, the same applies. 9
However...
Irene's current strength is less than one-tenth of her peak.
Even though she had regained some of her magic power, the internal and external injuries she suffered meant she could no longer be as powerful as she once was.
But the Demon King's servant was different. *Hiss*
They are still at their peak.
Any one of them could go toe-to-toe with Irene in her prime, let alone Irene now.
That day, the city was engulfed in flames.
Everyone saw the sun set.
An enormous fireball filled everyone's view, crashing down on the city like a mountain!
Warriors, demons, civilians, houses, trees—everything living and dead under that fireball was reduced to dust without exception!
It was a fireball large enough to engulf the entire city.
Apart from the heroes and demons who happen to be on the edge of the city, all creatures inside the city will be swallowed up without exception!
Including Elev and Annie.
If An Yi had been there alone, she probably would have been burned to death on the spot.
If the toughness doesn't reach a certain level, it's no different from a piece of paper under that giant fireball.
It was Irene who saved Annie's life.
"Although I'm not very good at fire magic, don't be afraid!"
"If Master can hold on, he can hold on; if he can't, so be it. We can keep each other company even if we die, right?" Irene gave a forced smile.
"As a consolation prize, I'd give it a zero."
"Is there anything I can do?" Annie asked.
Just as Elef said, if you can hold on, you can't; if you can't, you'll all die together. An Yi had no other choice but to ask what help she could offer.
"Hmm... how about this, can you fan me a bit? It'll definitely get very hot later," Elaine said.
Even though they were still some distance from the fireball, Annie and Irene could already feel the scorching heat.
“Yes, I’ll try my best,” An Yi nodded and said solemnly.
Wu: "Buzz buzz buzz—!!"
As the fireball fell, the sound of flames burning echoed endlessly, and the terrifying heatwave made people feel as if they were about to melt even from a great distance.
"Skill: Entangling Winds"
Ryu: "Bang!!"
The turbulent waves rippled out from beneath An Yi's feet, and an unintentional wind began to swirl around him, protecting him and Irene in the middle.
"Rumble rumble rumble—!!"
Finally, the fireball came crashing down.
Er'an and Ireif heard the sound of flames burning, the sound of the earth cracking, and the howling of the wind; they could hear nothing else.
Part of the Moonfireball cracked in Irene's raised hand, and the flames scattered in all directions, without burning the two people inside.
The high heat didn't make Irene sweat profusely, because the sweat was evaporated the moment it came out by the high-speed airflow and high heat.
The two minutes felt like two centuries; Irene's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and a pained expression appeared on her face.
Her hand, which was raised high, had turned from red to black, and the moisture on her hand was being taken away at an extremely fast pace.
It was as if Qun was in a smokehouse; her originally fair and slender arms quickly turned into skin and bones.
The clothes on their bodies became as brittle as paper under the high temperature and were torn to shreds in the sweeping wind.
In addition to her own clothes, An Yi was also wearing the equipment rewarded by the system, unlike Irene.
The fire lasted for an unknown period of time.
According to later generations, the fireball actually only lasted five minutes from its appearance to its landing and then its complete disappearance.
However, by the time the fireball disappeared, half of Irene's arm was already almost carbonized.
She could no longer feel any pain in her hands because even the nerves had been burned.
On the dark earth, An Yi caught Irene as she fell backward. A flash of white light appeared in his hand, and a blue slime sword materialized.
The slime coated Irene's almost necrotic arm, even emitting a hissing sound as it evaporated; it was impossible to imagine what the temperature of that arm must have been.
"Ah..." Irene lowered her gaze, looking at her battered hand, and said with a wry smile, "I can't wield a sword now..."
An Yi, do you think I should hold the sword with my mouth or my feet from now on...?