"I see~ I understand."
Vita was compliant, elegantly crossing her arms over her chest, a posture that inadvertently accentuated her impressive curves.
Her face still wore that subtle smile, as if she knew everything but couldn't be bothered to say it aloud.
'As expected… the relationship between Wang Qiu'er and Xiao Wutong is truly tangled and intriguing. How fascinating.'
She chuckled internally.
'It's a pity, it seems I missed the most exciting part of the plot, but that's alright. There are long days ahead, and fun… will always be found.'
She nodded slightly and offered Wang Qiu'er a salute that was both slightly teasing yet utterly flawless.
"Then, please take care of me from now on, my dear Master—Miss Wang Qiu'er."
With Vita's sensible acknowledgment of the new contract, the tense atmosphere immediately eased. There was indeed no need for further conflict.
"Now, there is only one last enemy left to deal with."
Lu Jingming's gaze casually lifted, looking towards the high sky.
There, thunderclouds churned, electric snakes danced wildly, and the colossal Azure Sky Divine Dragon was locked in fierce combat with Raiden Mei, who had transformed into lightning. The immense energy fluctuations were heart-stopping, even from a great distance.
"Sister Lemuen."
A smile played on Lu Jingming's lips as he turned to look at Lemuen beside him.
With a flash of lightning in his hand, a uniquely shaped katana appeared out of thin air, flowing with purple radiance and crackling electric arcs.
"Take this. Help me send that Sect Master of the Clear Sky School on his way."
He casually handed the katana over.
"Eh? For me?"
Lemuen blinked her beautiful pink-purple eyes, her face full of confusion.
She subconsciously accepted the katana, her voice tinged with a hint of helplessness.
"But I… I'm not very good with a sword or a katana?"
She wasn't completely unskilled, but her specialization was long-range sniping. Her swordsmanship was merely at an introductory level, worlds apart from that of a true swordmaster.
However, the moment her fingers touched the hilt, an unexpected change occurred.
Buzz—!
The purple katana in her hand suddenly erupted in intense lightning, the blade vibrating violently as if it possessed a will of its own. Its form began to rapidly shift and reorganize within the lightning.
"Eh?! It's transforming?"
Lemuen looked at the changing weapon in her hand with surprise, her curiosity instantly piqued.
But the next moment, when she saw the final form, her expression instantly froze, and her voice became extremely peculiar: "No way… why… why is it a lipstick?!"
Lying quietly in her palm was no longer a divine weapon, but a delicate lipstick case, its shell shimmering with metallic luster and subtle circuit patterns.
"It's called the Seven Thunders of Retribution."
Lu Jingming's smile deepened, as if he had expected this.
"She is a very, very willful lady. If the user's compatibility with her is poor, or if they don't cater to her temper, her state will become very bad, or she'll even throw a tantrum—just like what you're seeing now."
"In other words."
Lemuen's face instantly darkened, her voice laced with disbelief and a touch of frustration.
"She's… despising me?!"
Being despised by a weapon was a truly difficult feeling to accept.
"By the looks of it, I'm afraid so."
Lu Jingming's lips couldn't help but curl upwards. He was clearly doing this on purpose. After all, Lemuen had just been watching and laughing when Wang Qiu'er cornered him with a question earlier.
"After all, Sister Lemuen, you can't possibly fight with a lipstick, can you?"
He teased.
The Seven Thunders of Retribution was notoriously picky. Aside from him, its holder who had materialized it, probably only Raiden Mei could fully wield all its power.
"Ah Ming, you are absolutely doing this on purpose. Sister Lemuen is going to get angry, you know?"
Lemuen puffed out her cheeks, feigning anger while her curious eyes never left the magical lipstick in her hand. She was immensely intrigued by this weapon that could freely change its form.
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore."
Lu Jingming stopped while he was ahead, extending his index finger and tapping lightly on the lipstick. He chuckled, "Seven Thunders of Retribution, switch form—Sniper Rifle."
The instant the command was given, dazzling lightning flared up again.
Lemuen felt a sudden weight in her hand as the delicate lipstick rapidly extended, deformed, and reassembled amidst the crackling electric arcs.
In the blink of an eye, a sleek, purplish-black sniper rifle, full of technological sophistication and deadly beauty, appeared in her grip.
The barrel was long, gleaming with cold metallic luster and restless, leaping electric arcs—very flashy, like a masterpiece that combined power and art.
"Wow—, that's amazing!!!"
Lemuen's eyes immediately sparkled. All her dissatisfaction was instantly tossed out the window.
She fondled the cold yet powerful rifle with adoration. As a top-tier sniper, she had absolutely no resistance to the sniper rifle form of the Seven Thunders of Retribution and was instantly and utterly captivated by it.
"The capability of the Seven Thunders of Retribution goes far beyond mere transformation."
Lu Jingming smiled as he continued his introduction.
"The bullets she fires contain the characteristic of decomposing everything; they can break down the struck object into atoms. More importantly, she can grant the user a non-three-dimensional, transcendent vision. Through her scope, nothing in the world can hide. For you, this is a perfect match."
The brighter Lemuen listened, the brighter her eyes became. As a sniper who sought precision and one-shot kills, the description of the Seven Thunders of Retribution's abilities seemed tailor-made for her, making her heart race more than any legendary divine artifact.
However, the thought that this powerful weapon seemed not to like her, only changing into a combat form because of Lu Jingming's command, brought a hint of regret amidst her excitement.
"Don't worry about it."
Lu Jingming saw through her thoughts and offered comfort.
"Spend more time with her, communicate more with your will and technique. I believe that with Sister Lemuen's capability, you will eventually gain the true recognition of the Seven Thunders of Retribution."
He himself possessed the Abyss Flower and did not urgently need the Seven Thunders of Retribution.
While Raiden Mei could fully unleash its power, the specialized sniper Lemuen and the Seven Thunders of Retribution's sniper form were undoubtedly a match made in heaven, capable of producing a terrifying effect of one plus one being greater than two.
Imagine Lemuen's superhuman sniping skills, combined with the Seven Thunders of Retribution—a Divine Key capable of decomposing atoms and piercing through illusion. In the future, she could truly demonstrate on the battlefield what it means to kill an enemy from eight hundred li away, annihilating them into nothingness.
Lemuen took a deep breath, gripping the Seven Thunders of Retribution solemnly, a confident and sharp light rekindling in her eyes.
She looked up at the massive dragon silhouette high in the sky, a smile belonging to a top sniper curling at her lips: "Then… watch me, next."
High in the sky, the thunderclouds churned violently like a boiling sea of ink. The immense Azure Sky Divine Dragon and the purple-haired girl who had turned into lightning were locked in fierce battle.
Violent thunder and azure dragon breath collided wildly, each exchange erupting in earth-shattering roars that paled the heavens. The resulting energy turbulence was like a destructive tide, wantonly scouring the already fragmented sky.
Niu Tian, in his Azure Sky Divine Dragon form, let out an ear-splitting roar, the sound waves physically dispersing the clouds.
Each swing of his massive dragon claw carried a terrifying force capable of shattering mountains and splitting the sea, forcefully tearing apart the dense lightning net woven by Raiden Mei.
Raiden Mei, on the other hand, moved as a streak of electric light, her figure flickering nimbly in the gaps between the dragon breath and massive claws. Every strike of her katana summoned ten thousand bolts of celestial lightning. Her expression was icy, her purple eyes focused solely on the enemy before her.
Niu Tian's strength was extraordinarily formidable. As the representative left behind by the Sea God Tang San to manage the Clear Sky School on the Douluo Continent, his cultivation was unfathomable. His physical strength and soul power reserves were even comparable to those of Di Tian, the Beast God of the Star Dou Great Forest.
However, the opponent he faced was, after all, a Servant. Even if Raiden Mei was not summoned at her peak, she was still not someone a Title Douluo could easily match.
Continuing the fight, his defeat was almost certain. It was only because his proud, tempered, and tough dragon body had extremely high resistance to lightning that the battle had fallen into a brief stalemate.
Raiden Mei was not impatient. Her mission was to block, not necessarily to kill, so she fought steadily, continuously exhausting her opponent's strength.
Yet, beneath this seemingly balanced fierce battle, a lethal killing intent had already quietly arrived.
Below, Lemuen, like the most skilled hunter, silently raised the Seven Thunders of Retribution in its transformed shape.
The cold lines of the purplish-black sniper rifle, full of technological sophistication, formed a strange contrast with her slender, delicate figure.
On the rifle body, the leaping purple electric arcs seemed to resonate deeply with her own energy, emitting a faint, excited hum.
Her eyes became incredibly focused at this moment. The space around her grew silent due to the highly condensed mental power.
All distractions were eliminated. All perception, all calculation—wind speed, energy fluctuations, target movement trajectory, even the subtle wrinkles of space itself—all converged like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, into the sharp eye behind the sniper scope.
Through the Divine Key's lens, which could transcend the three-dimensional concept and perceive the essence of all things, the entire world in her eyes was transformed into the purest stream of data and energy traces.
The massive, mountain-like Azure Sky Divine Dragon high in the sky, whose energy fluctuations were as scorching as the sun, had its soul core—the most crucial and core node of its internal soul power circulation—clearly visible to her, fragile and conspicuous like the only lighthouse in the dark night.
"Locked on…"
Lemuen's red lips parted slightly, her voice a soft whisper that dissipated in the wind.
Her slender finger, steady and firm, gently pulled the trigger.
There was no deafening explosion, only an extremely faint "hiss," like a scorching knife tip piercing through ice, or a spatial structure being instantly penetrated by extreme force.
A beam of purple lightning, condensed to the extreme, thin as a strand of hair yet containing the power to decompose all matter, traveled at a speed that completely defied all logic. It ignored the distance of space, instantly traversing the vast empty domain, accurately and silently sinking into the exact point where the Azure Sky Divine Dragon's neck and body connected.
That point was precisely where Niu Tian's painstakingly condensed soul core was located.
Niu Tian, who was fully activating his soul power, preparing to unleash his next dragon breath to counter Raiden Mei, felt his massive dragon body suddenly stiffen.
An unprecedented terror—not pure physical pain, but the forced disintegration and void of his very existence—instantly overwhelmed all his senses like ice-cold water.
He lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the struck area—there was no expected gaping wound, no spurting blood, only a constantly expanding area of absolute emptiness and silence.
The tough dragon scales, the powerful flesh and blood, and even the surging, vast soul power in that area were all silently decomposing and dissipating at a calm yet unstoppable speed, turning into fundamental particles and returning to the world, as if they had never existed.
"Roar—!!!"
The Azure Sky Divine Dragon let out a tragic cry filled with pain, shock, and unwillingness.
This dragon roar was no longer full of power; instead, it exuded a weakness from rapidly draining life and a confusion he couldn't comprehend.
His massive body began to shake uncontrollably. The azure divine light around him rapidly dimmed and extinguished like a flickering candle in the wind.
He could never have imagined that this all-out duel between himself and Raiden Mei would be completely ended in such a manner, by a completely unexpected strike from the distant ground below.
Until his death, he couldn't even clearly see where the attack came from or whose hand it originated from.
Simultaneously, Raiden Mei, who was preparing to summon stronger thunder to launch her next wave of fierce attacks, abruptly halted her movement.
Niu Tian failed to detect the flash of lightning below, but she clearly sensed it.
That familiar aura, the power of the Herrscher of Thunder, she would never mistake it.
Raiden Mei stopped all her actions, hovering in the air. Her purple eyes gazed with complexity at the massive creature before her, whose aura was rapidly decaying like an avalanche and whose flame of life was about to be completely extinguished. Her beautiful brows involuntarily furrowed slightly.
An end to the battle in this manner was not what she had desired.
In just a few breaths, Niu Tian, the Sect Master of the Clear Sky School who shook the continent and a peerless powerhouse, whose body was comparable to or even surpassed a true dragon's physique, could no longer maintain flight. Like a collapsing mountain, he plummeted from the sky.
Only a final dragon roar, filled with unwillingness and confusion, lingered like a funeral song in the gradually calming thunderclouds, eventually fading into complete silence.
Below, Lemuen slowly lowered the Seven Thunders of Retribution, which was still flickering with faint purple lightning, and gently let out a breath. She turned to Lu Jingming beside her, offering a slight smile that signaled the completion of her mission.
Even she was moved by the near-terrifying power displayed by this Divine Key.
A level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, a powerhouse standing at the peak of the continent and possessing a physique that rivaled or even surpassed a true dragon's, was instantly killed with a single shot. He died without knowing who killed him, or even how he was killed.
This was the most terrifying aspect of a top sniper: hearing thunder in the silence and deciding life and death from ten thousand li away.
Moreover, the sniper in question held the Seven Thunders of Retribution, which could ignore any physical defense and directly decompose and erase the very existence of the target.
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