The glow of the letter, Wen Xishu noticed it. And not only he noticed it, but even the Mourning Shadow, Anya, noticed it as well.
Her gaze was briefly dazed.
Wen Xishu was still thinking, could this thing directly cleanse the boss?
He was indeed overthinking.
Because in the next second, Anya raised her hand again, releasing her skill.
Mirror Blade Storm.
Her mirror-like body displayed cracks, and from those seemingly irreparable cracks, numerous shards shot out.
Only this time, the shards moved faster.
Last time, Wen Xishu could still dodge the shards and even observe the myriad memory inscriptions within.
The shards flickered with past memories of Anya, Charlie, and even Wen Xishu himself.
Wen Xishu was only cut by a few shards.
But this time, the shards moved faster, more frenzied.
The dense storm of shards carved multiple wounds on Wen Xishu's arms, cheeks, shoulders, knees, waist, and abdomen.
The memories refracted within the shards also felt like lashes, directly imprinting themselves in Wen Xishu's mind.
"Wait, is this a form of confession?"
Despite the pain, Wen Xishu felt that being cut by the shards this time allowed him to perceive the memories within.
Countless scenes flashed back.
Coupled with the pain of the body being sliced by the mirror blades, it was as if those painful memories had become tangible.
Black thorns appeared from the ground and the ceiling, snaking towards Wen Xishu like serpents, as he continued to dodge.
But Anya seemed to have seen through Wen Xishu's path...
Instantly, she floated towards Wen Xishu.
Her figure, like a phantom, gave Wen Xishu the sense of having turned into the Ghost Groom, able to move to far distances in the blink of an eye.
Just a blink, Anya appeared behind Wen Xishu, tightly embracing him, who was leaping to dodge the black thorns.
Then...
Wen Xishu felt a massive sense of weightlessness, seeing Anya holding him aloft before rapidly plummeting down.
Space seemed to shatter at that moment!
Wen Xishu saw the ground cracking like a mirror, while his bones began to fracture.
It was clearly a suplex.
A super strong suplex from a high altitude.
Wen Xishu really wanted to retort, is Anya such a violent girl? To use wrestling moves.
But he really didn't have the mood to retort.
Mirror Blade Storm invaded the memory, thorns forced him back, followed by a suplex. It was clearly a three-hit combo.
Wen Xishu cursed under his breath, the letter from Charlie was full of guilt towards Anya, but seemed... to be of no help at all.
Anya hit him even harder.
Yet those invasive memories allowed Wen Xishu to feel Anya's painful past.
"Am I going to die here?"
Blood trickled down Wen Xishu's lips.
Anya once again returned to her original position.
She waved her hand again, releasing countless shards.
This time there were more shards, denser, swifter, more painful.
Wen Xishu's whole body was now bloody and mangled, that suplex left him unable to move.
This time, almost all the shards hit Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu's consciousness began to blur with the massive loss of blood.
Black thorns again protruded from the floor and ceiling.
Under the influence of the Earth Marsh Trapped Beast, they moved slowly, the closer they got to Wen Xishu, the slower they were.
But the Earth Marsh Trapped Beast couldn't stop Anya.
Indeed, the last strike of the three-hit combo, Mourning's Embrace, that airborne suplex was coming again.
Wen Xishu couldn't use the Repulsion Arms to push Anya away, because those Repulsion Arms were guarding the Huohua behind him.
Huohua was so scared it peed itself, afraid to move.
When Wen Xishu's skull hit the ground, once again solidly enduring a move comparable to the Outer Lotus technique...
Huohua wailed:
"Wen Xishu... are you okay? Let's escape! This woman is not a good person! Let's escape!"
"Heavens, why is the human world so ruthless!"
It sensed that Wen Xishu might die here, it tried to extend its tongue to lick Wen Xishu's arm, but as it realized that it seems to have gained wisdom, no longer being a mere dog, it felt ashamed of this gesture.
Wen Xishu did not die.
Two suplexes nearly killed him, especially with the head hitting the ground, which felt like the whole world was crumbling.
This was definitely the most difficult battle he had ever experienced.
But Wen Xishu truly felt...
This girl named Anya, was expressing her pain.
And he found that those cracks did not disappear.
The first time Anya suplexed him, Wen Xishu noticed the space began to crack like a mirror.
This was not surprising; he had seen Albert and Sagittarius unleash similar "space fracture" effects before.
But strangely, this level of visual effect, representing space fracture, stood for the strongest offense.
He admitted he was strong, but definitely not capable of enduring such an attack.
Moreover, the space cracks would soon self-heal.
Yet he not only endured the attack, but those cracks did not heal.
He suddenly realized...
Anya's strength wasn't that great; she couldn't fracture space. Those cracks weren't caused by space fracture but something else.
The third time, Anya's attack began.
Just like the boss in a game, she had a fixed attack pattern.
Mirror Blade Storm, Thorn Entanglement, Mourning's Embrace.
Wen Xishu had no way to dodge.