sbdcsierra Chapter 248 Red Line
Chapter 248 Red Line
Chapter 248 Red Thread
However, while they could block all the incoming threads, they could not completely defeat them like Long Chuqing did.
After being deflected, the silk threads struck the walls and beams of the temple, then turned around and launched a new attack on them.
"ding-ding-ding-ding-ding"
"bang bang bang"
In an instant, the sounds of silk threads colliding with swords and silk threads hitting walls and wooden beams echoed simultaneously within the temple.
Seeing the dense barrage of attacks, Xiao Han's expression turned grave; if this continued, someone would inevitably get hurt.
He glanced at the phoenix hairpin in his hand and decided to join the defense.
"Your Highness, where are you going? It's dangerous around here." Qing Tong grabbed him as he tried to walk away.
"Chu Qing said this hairpin can withstand these silk threads, I'll go try it."
"A hairpin?" Bronze glanced at his hand and thought to himself that a hairpin is so small that it can only be used for self-defense in critical moments. It would be too far-fetched to use it for fighting. Moreover, he should be the one to go, and the prince should not be allowed to take the risk.
"That won't do. The hairpin is too small. Even if it could touch the silk thread, it would still be too dangerous."
"You may stay here, or let your subordinates leave!"
"No need. If I can't defend myself, I'll dodge in time," Xiao Han refused outright.
Qing Tong could only watch helplessly, regretting that he didn't have an exorcism talisman and couldn't protect the prince at the crucial moment.
"Qingying, Qingyang, protect the prince." He called out to Qingying and Qingyang, who were standing on either side of Xiao Han.
"Understood," they both replied in unison.
Xiao Han gripped the phoenix hairpin in his hand with the gesture of holding a short knife. He stepped forward and swung it at the two silk threads that were thrusting at him.
Ding Ding
Both threads were blocked by the hairpin.
Xiao Han discovered that the hairpin could not only block the silk threads, but also that the two silk threads that were deflected would instantly shatter and dissipate, producing the same effect as when Long Chuqing used the whip.
More threads came hurtling towards them again.
Xiao Han quickly adapted to using the hairpin as a defensive weapon, and the threads hit by the hairpin would dissipate. Although it could not attack as widely as Long Chuqing's whip, it effectively reduced the number of threads.
While busy with defense, he also keenly sensed something unusual.
He felt as if the hairpin was covered by an invisible energy. Sometimes, even before the hairpin touched the threads, the threads would be shaken apart.
At first, he thought it was his imagination, so he paid more attention to it.
Despite his rapid movements, it was clear that the silk threads did not touch the hairpin, and this happened several times.
At that moment, he felt that what he was holding in his hand was not a hairpin, but a sharp sword, and it seemed to have its own consciousness.
When he first started using the hairpin, he felt an invisible force flowing from the hairpin down his arm and then rapidly spreading throughout his body until it covered his entire body.
Whether it was another illusion or not, the energy he had felt earlier, which covered his entire body, seemed to be protecting him.
The thought only flashed through his mind for a few seconds. The crisis was not over yet, and he didn't have much time to examine these illusions carefully.
The dense silk threads continued to attack them, and the group fought back with all their might.
At that moment, a thread that had failed to be blocked pierced Qingyang's arm, passing straight through and heading towards the pine tree behind him.
"Qingyang".
Qingsong had been watching their fight closely, and when he noticed it, he dodged to the side.
"boom......"
The silk threads dug deeply into the ground beneath the pine tree.
Qingyang let out a muffled groan.
The thread did not retract after being inserted into the ground; instead, it acted like a sturdy iron wire, fixing Qingyang's left arm in place.
The silk threads restricted Qingyang's left side, but his right hand was still blocking the silk threads that were attacking him.
Seeing this, Qingsong stepped forward, took the sword from his hand, and took over his defensive post.
Xiao Han destroyed the silk threads in front of him, and then quickly destroyed the silk threads that were fixing Qing Yang's arm, allowing Qing Yang to regain his mobility.
"Is it okay!"
"Thank you, Your Highness. I am fine."
"Everyone be careful," Xiao Han reminded.
Long Chuqing once again lashed out with his whip at the dream demon and the dream sacs behind her. To wake up the sleeping people, he needed to destroy these dream sacs.
The dream demon realized that Long Chuqing was about to attack the dream sac behind her, so she stood in front of her and urgently mobilized more silk threads to weave a large net to block Long Chuqing.
Even so, it couldn't stop the feather blades from cutting; the large net woven from silk threads was shattered and instantly turned into fluorescent dots.
Long Chuqing pressed his advantage and lashed out again, but at that moment, an unexpected event occurred.
The dream demon manipulated its silk threads to entangle Long Chuqing's ankles, preventing her from moving forward.
The silk thread dragged Long Chuqing down rapidly towards the ground. In desperation, Long Chuqing raised her whip and wrapped it around the temple's roof beams, preventing her from being smashed to the ground.
Meanwhile, the dream demon seized the opportunity to once again manipulate the silk threads to entangle Long Chuqing's left hand and other foot, completely controlling her.
In order to control Long Chuqing's movements, she twisted the silk threads into the shape and size of a braided rope to ensure that she could be bound more securely.
The dream demon knew that this method could only control Long Chuqing for a short time, and she would soon break free and attack her again.
She had to take advantage of this brief opening to quickly eliminate her; once she was dealt with, the others would be no threat.
The dream demon urgently mobilized the surrounding threads to aim at Long Chuqing, and those threads changed from light blue to light purple, and finally gradually turned into an eerie red glow. This transformation was completed in just one second.
In an instant, the red-glowing threads rushed towards Long Chuqing at lightning speed.
Now, only the hand holding the phoenix feather whip is free from the silk threads, which continue to spread from her ankles and wrists up her body, trying to completely envelop her.
These red threads are believed to have increased strength.
Without hesitation, Long Chuqing released the whip that was wrapped around the roof beam, and as she expected, she did not fall.
The dream demon controls her movements so that the red threads can hit her precisely.
She immediately cut the silk thread on her wrist, and just as the red thread was about to hit her, the silk thread binding her ankles also suddenly disappeared.
Her original plan was to first break free from the restraints on her hands, then defeat all the red threads attacking from all sides, and finally deal with the silk threads binding her ankles.
So when the restraints on her ankles disappeared, she was completely unprepared, and her body plummeted rapidly.
And those red lines struck the spot where she had just been as she fell.
Just as Long Chuqing was about to use the whip to change direction and avoid hitting the ground, Xiao Han caught her steadily.
"Chu Qing, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
It turned out that Xiao Han had cut off the restraints on her feet.
"I am fine."
The red lines gave them no time to react; they quickly changed direction and attacked the two of them.