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Chapter 313 This is your real name
As the woman slowly raised her arm, a giant ice spear rapidly condensed in each of the eight directions around her.
The surrounding air around each ice spear churned with frigid energy, forming huge hexagonal frost flowers on the ground.
The biting cold couldn't freeze Xu Ning's wine, but it did make its churning sluggish. As eight ice spears flew into the air and began to stab at Xu Ning, who was close by, much of the wine had already gone out of control.
Xu Ning dodged through the gap in the massive ice spear's thrust, his finger striking the target with a sharp crack, igniting a spark.
The warmth emanating from the ignited liquor warmed the main hall of the castle tower, which had just felt chilly.
The longsword in Xu Ning's hand, drawing upon the gushing wine, transformed once again into a long whip trailing flames, which he relentlessly lashed at the lady who kept summoning ice spears.
The woman was almost amused by Xu Ning's attitude.
The woman always felt that she was very skilled at using a long whip, and that she herself had one.
Of course, it would be more accurate to call it a chain than a whip.
However, when using the power of the Evil Eye, the lady never used a whip, perhaps because she had never encountered an opponent worthy of her serious attention.
However, Xu Ning's posture felt very familiar to the woman, as if she had once witnessed someone wielding a flaming whip, burning everything under the blood-red sunset.
How could Xu Ning not know what kind of attack he was displaying?
He never expected to defeat the lady in this way; otherwise, the executors of the Fools would be worthless.
However, ever since Xu Ning first used this method in front of the lady in the secret chamber of Mondstadt, he has noticed that the lady's reaction to his behavior is very strange.
The woman seemed slightly bewildered and confused, a mixed feeling as if she had never wielded a whip like herself before.
Then, after a brief moment of thought, she revealed a relieved expression, as if to say, "I could do that too, but I don't need it."
Xu Ning couldn't help but turn his gaze to the white, magical artifact-like device floating on the woman's right shoulder.
Within that seal resembling white magnolia petals, encased a double-helix structure that Xu Ning had seen countless times in the records of the Fatui, and many devices of this style were related to the "Doctor" among the Fatui's executives.
So, is this white thing the woman's evil eye?
That thing bestowed by the Ice Queen that can protect the lady from being consumed by the flames of hatred?
Thinking of this, Xu Ning began to strike the woman's chest and above with the flames flowing down from his longsword.
"Ignorant person!"
The woman gave a cold shout, took two steps back, and unleashed ice wheels, ice spears, and ice spikes almost continuously with a wave of her hand.
The icy weapon began to emit a white mist after coming into contact with Xu Ning's fiery rain, gradually blurring the figures of both of them.
Just as their faces became somewhat blurred and their vision began to be filled with white mist, a call suddenly came from within the mist.
“Rosalyn Cruzshika Loehafat…this is your real name.”
“And I call to you, you should answer my call.”
Xu Ning shouted those words.
Xu Ning felt the chill around him pause for a moment after he called out the name.
At that moment, Xu Ning was already very close to the woman's back.
"Rosalyn...whose name is that? Why does it sound so familiar? Why do I find myself unconsciously trying to figure out the meaning behind this name?"
The woman in the white mist was in complete confusion. She felt as if a white fog had been formed in her mind, and she couldn't find any meaning behind the name.
Xu Ning moved closer again, and the white magnolia-colored artifact still hovered in mid-air.
Xu Ning spoke again, “There is no world that is forever pure and flawless. The meeting of life and death can only exist in delusion. Dreams will eventually end, but the end of the dream is not the end, but the beginning of another cycle.”
The woman's entire body stiffened, and she murmured, "No, I must believe, it will exist, don't wake up, don't wake up..."
Looking at the woman's graceful waist and dignified posture, Xu Ning couldn't help but show a hint of pity on his face.
Five hundred years ago in Mondstadt, a man also looked at her from behind, but his gaze was filled with love and longing, not with thoughts of how to hurt her like she did.
But is my behavior really harmful?
The loving man had long since returned to the earth with the poisonous blood, while the pale soul trapped in the prison continued to make futile efforts like a walking corpse.
I was just helping her break free from this cage!
Xu Ning finally uttered words in his heart that were neither comforting nor arguing, then firmly extended his left hand and struck the magnolia petal-like device hard with the bottom of the Dust Concealment Gourd.
"Don't touch it..."
The woman only managed to utter half a sentence before the entire white seal shattered.
The extreme cold power dissipated from the seal, instantly freezing the woman inside a giant ice cocoon.
"Phew...it's finally over."
Xu Ning exhaled a long breath of cold air and used the hilt of his sword to knock off the thick layer of ice that had formed at the bottom of the gourd.
Xu Ning lifted the gourd, took a sip of wine, and then turned to look at General Thunder over the throne.
General Thunder remained as she had walked in, as if nothing in the world could move her. Even the life-or-death struggle between the two of them below did not change her expression in the slightest.
On the other side, Kong was a little confused about the meaning of the two sentences Xu Ning had just shouted.
How can you make your enemy fall into deep thought and forget to attack in an instant?
Without the lady maintaining her icy demeanor, the chill in the hall began to dissipate rapidly.
Then a feeling of heat began to spread, and upon closer inspection, it seemed as if the heat was emanating from the ice cocoon in the center of the main hall.
Or rather, that's just how it is.
Several cracks, shimmering with red flames, appeared on the ice cocoon, from which streaks of fire shot out.
The ice shattered, and a woman dressed in white, transformed into blood-red flames, awoke with outstretched arms. The moth mask on her face symbolized her obsession with and joy in the flames.
"The pale fire has melted the solid ice; witness my torment. I will burn your soul to ashes in the flames of sin and punishment!"