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Chapter 378 Fighting

Faced with this scene, Meros simply dodged Fei Bo's attack by turning to the side, then slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile.

"Ha, utterly absurd."

His voice was cold and mocking.

"I'm unreasonable?! Ha, then let's settle this with strength!"

Upon hearing Meros's words, Philip's anger erupted like a volcano, but he did not lose his temper immediately; instead, he calmed down in an instant.

His face was ashen as he slowly raised the whip in his hand. The whip in his hand was like a nimble venomous snake, flicking its tongue and emitting a chilling light that made one's heart tremble.

"Whoohoo-"

Fei Bo swung his whip sharply, the tip drawing a sharp arc in the air and accompanied by a piercing whistling sound. The sound, like the hooting of an owl, echoed through the air, sending chills down one's spine.

As he swung the whip, the afterimages of the whip intertwined in the air, forming a dense net that, like a net covering the sky and the earth, tightly enveloped Meros.

What's even more surprising is that because the blue whip is somewhat translucent and emits a faint light, this light, when the whip is swung, resembles twinkling stars in the night sky, adding a touch of mystery to the net.

The net not only made Meros's face appear somewhat blue, but also made his thin face look even more gloomy under the blue light, as if he were a demon who had come out of hell.

Despite the ferocious attack, Meros showed no fear.

He gripped the long sword tightly, his eyes fixed on the whip shadows that came like a storm, advancing instead of retreating.

Meros's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's as he stared intently at the vast, dense web of afterimages before him. These afterimages were as elusive and unpredictable as ghosts.

However, within this seemingly chaotic net, Meros, with astonishing insight and reaction speed, precisely pinpointed the location of the thin whip.

Without the slightest hesitation, Meros swung his longsword like lightning, slashing fiercely at the whip with overwhelming force.

This strike was as swift as the wind and as fierce as fire, as if it would cleave the entire world in two.

Just as the whip lashed out again, forming a net, Meros suddenly exerted his strength, his longsword flashing out like lightning, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, fiercely slashing at the whip shadow.

"Chong-"

A crisp and loud sound suddenly rang out, as if the entire space had been torn apart by the unexpected noise.

The longsword and the whip collided violently in an instant, producing a deafening metallic clang. The sound was like a thunderclap or a resounding bell, echoing through the air and lingering for a long time.

Then, both Meros and Fibo seemed to freeze, and everything around them became unusually quiet, with only the echo of the metal clashing still reverberating in the air.

Meros and Phibos stood facing each other, each holding a weapon, their eyes locked in a tense standoff that seemed to spark.

"Wow. Impressive."

Seeing Meros's expressionless face, Fei Bo's lips curled up slightly, and he let out a disdainful sneer.

Then, with a sudden burst of strength, the whip in his hand was swiftly pulled back as if it had been given life.

At the same time, using this powerful force, his body sped backward like lightning, instantly widening the distance between him and Meros.

Just as Fei Bo left, a slight "clicking" sound suddenly came from where he had been standing.

Immediately afterwards, a hideous spatial rift slowly emerged, as if it had been forcibly cleaved open by Meros's attack.

The crack was like an abyss, exuding a chilling aura. If Fei Bo hadn't retreated in time, his body would probably have been mercilessly torn apart by this crack.

"Oh, your eyesight has improved now, huh?"

Meros watched as Phibos successfully dodged his attack, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes, but mostly coldness and mockery. A faint smile played on his lips, his tone filled with disdain.

Despite Meros's sarcastic remarks, Philip did not back down in the slightest.

"Ha, people always change. Aren't you the same?"

He snorted coldly in return, responding without backing down.

His voice was cold and firm, revealing a disdain and contempt for Meros.

"Shh-"

"Chong-"

"Clang—clang clang—"

"Chong-"

"Clang—clang clang—"

"Clang—clang clang—"

……

A series of rapid and crisp metallic clanging sounds, like dense drumbeats, exploded in the air. These were the sounds of the weapons in the hands of Meros and Fibonacci clashing at high speed in a short period of time.

Each impact was accompanied by sparks flying everywhere, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, brief but brilliant.

"Tsk."

Meros suddenly clicked his tongue, his voice revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step back, his movement swift and decisive, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the night sky.

At the same time, he also raised the long sword in his hand, its blade gleaming with a cold light, like an insurmountable mountain, standing between him and Fei Bo.

Seeing this, Fei Bo did not immediately give chase.

He paused briefly, his gaze fixed on Meros like a hawk's, as if observing his next move.

A moment later, Fei Bo also slowly stopped. The long whip in his hand was quickly withdrawn like a tamed venomous snake, and he coiled it into several loops, neatly wrapping it around his arm.

Meros raised his head, his gaze meeting that of Phoebe.

His gaze was deep and sharp, as if it could pierce through the thinness of the heart. In this brief eye contact, neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere between them was unusually heavy, as if a storm was about to break.

Meros turned his gaze back to the longsword in his hand, which seemed to radiate an unusual light under his gaze.

“φ?DêxwtΠi?hγ……”

He took a deep breath and then began to recite a passage in a foreign language in a low voice.

These words, like ancient incantations, appeared one after another in the air as Meros chanted them.

They emitted a faint, dark glow, which contrasted sharply with the white characters in the middle, like stars in the night sky, mysterious and alluring.

When Meros recited the tenth or so words, the characters suddenly began to move.

They seemed to be alive, slowly moving through the air, intertwining and entwining with each other to form a complex and mysterious pattern.

……