The giant snake's massive body suddenly lost control, crashing backward. Before the two women could react, a purple light shot through the air—the purple long saber, after the collision, had flown back like an arrow released from a bowstring. In a flash, a purple figure darted out from the forest, her slender hand reaching out to firmly intercept the spinning saber.
The giant python's head was injured, and the intense pain made its eyes bloodshot. Ignoring its wounds, it furiously lunged at the newcomer. Beside her, Song Qianqian's thoughts were still a bit muddled, but she instinctively cried out:
"Be careful!"
Seeing this, Acheron, who was in mid-air, remained composed and unconcerned, not taking the giant snake seriously at all. She showed no intention of dodging, raising her head to face the giant snake directly.
Pfft!!!
The two onlookers only managed to see a graceful purple figure swiftly turn in the air, followed by a sharp purple saber light flashing past. The purple figure had already landed steadily. Meanwhile, the giant snake's seven-inch vital spot had been precisely severed by the saber light.
The giant snake, relying on its tenacious vitality, tried to launch a final dying counterattack. But Acheron knew the characteristics of snakes—even if their head is cut off, they can still linger. Therefore, she would not leave any chance for this final struggle.
Whoosh whoosh!!!
Acheron's steps were like a phantom gliding past, silently appearing before the two in an instant. Her posture was elegant and calm, her stance as steady as a rock, as if she were strolling leisurely in a garden.
However, Jiang Qingning and Song Qianqian's pupils suddenly constricted, their gaze uncontrollably drawn to what was behind her. The enormous giant snake had been completely dismembered without a sound, its body broken into several sections. The crisp snapping sounds of breaking bones intertwined with the hissing of spurting blood, and crimson blood droplets rained down onto the ground.
Yet, Acheron's gaze was as calm as a deep pool, not even a speck of filth stained her clothes. Then she softly asked:
"You are... Song Qianqian? Why are you here?"
Evidently, that familiar voice belonged to Song Qianqian, one of the few people Acheron could still remember.
"Hmm... Ah?!"
Song Qianqian was stunned, as if frozen, her thoughts still lingering in her previous astonishment. Only when she heard someone call her name did she instinctively respond. But the next second, she suddenly snapped back to reality, her gaze, filled with doubt, fell upon the other party's highly recognizable pretty face, her expression instantly freezing into shock.
"You're Acheron?!" (゜ロ゜)
Hearing this, Acheron nodded slightly, acknowledging her... Beside them, Jiang Qingning's pupils slightly constricted, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the beautiful woman and the Extraterritorial Creature, her eyes filled with disbelief. Her heart was once again stirred, complex emotions surging like a tide.
Jiang Qingning (●—●): 'What kind of damn luck is this? How could another terrifying freak appear? Where did these two immortals come from in Muyun City?'
The strength of this purple-haired beauty seemed to give her a more dangerous feeling than the Frost Sword Fairy. That massacre just now was incredibly fast; she hadn't even clearly seen the trajectory of Acheron's saber light, only feeling a purple flash before the giant snake was dismembered. At the same time, Jiang Qingning noticed an even more alarming detail. This woman named Acheron had only used her saber sheath from beginning to end, effortlessly killing this Extraterritorial Creature...
"So it was Acheron! No wonder I felt like I had seen this purple outfit somewhere before."
Song Qianqian nervously patted her chest, letting out a heavy sigh of relief. She had evidently seen Acheron in this outfit before. Now that the person in front of her was the Acheron she knew, wouldn't things be much more normal...
"What the hell?!"
Song Qianqian hurriedly grabbed Acheron's hand, asking with a look of concern: "Acheron, why are you here? You... you didn't get lost again and end up here, did you? This place is clearly very dangerous!"
Hearing this, Acheron tilted her head slightly, looking somewhat cute. Then Song Qianqian only felt a warmth on her head.
"Due to certain circumstances, I was drawn into this place, but everything is fine. The key is, why are you here?"
Song Qianqian wanted to retort, but then she suddenly recalled Acheron's dashing heroic posture from earlier.
Song Qianqian (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄): 'I've seen Acheron face ten hooligans alone a few times before, and I thought she was just a bit strong, but now I realize Acheron is practically a superhero. Wait, the sister next to me doesn't seem human either. Could it be that humans in this world have secretly evolved without anyone knowing?'
Song Qianqian felt her brain was about to overload, and the concepts she had built over more than ten years of life were crushed to pieces. Feeling helpless, she could only explain:
"This morning, two new roommates arrived at the dorm. One of them forgot to bring extra clothes, so the others decided that all of us in the dorm would go shopping at the mall together. But just now, my friend and I were walking normally in a store when suddenly everything went white, and when I came to my senses, I was here."
As she spoke, Song Qianqian's expression unconsciously became a little downcast. After all, as an ordinary girl, being inexplicably drawn into such an inconceivable situation alone, it's truly difficult to maintain rationality and composure. At this moment, Song Qianqian merely trembled slightly, which counted as having a good mindset.
Acheron quietly watched her expression, a trace of tenderness flashing in her eyes. She gently tightened her grip, giving the other party a hug.
"Don't worry, I will protect you and bring you back safely."
Song Qianqian was only slightly shorter than Acheron, but she often leaned against Acheron, so Acheron was accustomed to this embrace. Feeling the long-lost softness, Song Qianqian's heart also relaxed a bit. Although Acheron was usually aloof, she had never been deceitful in the slightest. After they became familiar, she often silently took care of her, and even the subtle care felt reliable.
Now, having witnessed Acheron's unfathomable strength, Song Qianqian naturally developed an unreserved trust. But the deeper this trust, the less she wanted to become a burden to the other party—if she were to implicate Acheron in danger because of herself, she would rather they had never met.
"Thank you, but next, if you encounter danger that is difficult for you to resolve, I hope you won't push yourself too hard, Acheron."
...Jiang Qingning (⊙ˍ⊙): 'Why does this girl feel so strange?'
However, compared to Song Qianqian, she was more concerned about the woman who had suddenly appeared before her. Initially, Jiang Qingning's attention was entirely focused on the other party's unfathomable strength. Now, as Jiang Qingning carefully stared at her familiar face, she gradually remembered.
This woman who left a deep impression on her.
'"Acheron"... Is that your name?'