3Ry Cross Time (S1-S2)
THE RED SNOW 2

Fyuuu...

Sruk up!

A pile of snow that fell from the height of the rock cliff down could be heard clearly among the silence that occurred. However, that did not distract both sides from the focus.

It seemed that the two camps were facing each other with an aura of hostility around them very strong.

The cold of the night grew colder as the tensions chime in. The hot air tucked inside was able to give a tremendous sensation of the fluttering of war flags between the two sides.

There was no caving in from them, especially on the part of the assassin organization. Don't ask Ryura, the girl will never back down before it's over.

In an instant after hearing that repetition sentence, the leader of the assassin organization could not help but look down on Ryura as if telling the girl in front of him indirectly that Ryura should feel proud because the price of his life was quite expensive.

But, who would have guessed that the reaction he would find next instead aroused the horror that tadatara on the backbone of the group of people.

Ryura tightened his grip on the sword in his left hand until it stretched out beside him in a challenging manner.

"Why is it so cheap...?! It's a detriment." he said in a relaxed, normal tone. Ryura himself did not know why he was currently itching to bring out more vocabulary.

Raising his legs to slowly step towards the group of enemies in front of him, he resumed his sentence. "The price for my life isn't that cheap." a murderous glint turned on the light in Ryura's eyes that was perfectly capable of shocking anyone who saw it.

Spotlight eyes that are usually empty like there is no life in it, once lit the look of the eyes as if able to kill anyone seen by him.

Incredibly amazing and frightening.

The combination is impressive, to make anyone like hypnotized on the charm of darkness contained in Ryura's eyeballs are always empty so far.

Staring at him felt like he was going to be sucked into it.

Furby behind him was clearly unable to see him, but instead he could feel a different aura emanating from the figure of the girl who was stepping slowly towards the group of enemies in front of him.

It really surprised him.

"Ryura...?!" the expression for his shock stuck completely in his throat made Furby speechless and could only stare at him.

The enemies froze somehow, deep in their subconscious there was an inexplicable fear. But, they knew that it was coming because of the girl who was walking towards them.

"... To take my life... You have to pay with your life..."

He continued slowly but surely but it was quite capable of raining down on the soul that heard it sharply, it included Furby, until the moon horse was stunned with an indecipherable taste.

Thereafter...

Wush!

Screeches for the sake of heartbreaking and slashing screeches resounded amid the silence of the cold night.

Blood after blood splashed unhinderedly onto the surface of the snow-covered ground to make the piled cold crystal grains stained by it.

The contrast in both colors is too striking, like a painting that is able to evoke a sense of gripping in the image depicted.

Some of the people from the group were already injured, but still had the strength to endure. Until here, Ryura knew something that this group of people was not people with abilities equal to those who had fought him before.

That is, the group of people from the assassin organization in front of him right now are strong people with better cultivation than the cultivation of the previous people.

While from the opposing side. All were stunned including the leader. It was unthinkable for them to be this strong as the girl they were targeting earlier.

Shortly after that shock, the man in charge immediately echoed his orders with the flames of fury that began to flare within him. Unknowingly, he felt a sense of helplessness.

Never before had he found himself in a situation where he would be dumbfounded. It severely hurt his pride inside out.

The desire to kill the girl in front of him became even greater.

"STRENGTHEN YOUR DEFENSES! THIS TIME WE WON'T GIVE ANY LEEWAY! WE'LL GET BACK AT IT!"

Huge air of anger and hatred melded between the cold air until it enveloped the area where they were.

Ryura did not flinch over the air that was being spread as if he felt nothing. However, others with Furby clearly feel it. Several times he was ready to go forward to help Ryura, but still Ryura always did not give him a chance.

Furby doesn't understand why Ryura won't let her help. In the end, he simply stood on the other side of the battle scene and watched peacefully.

It seems like that, but the fact is he has been grubby since. It felt like fighting Ryura's obstacles but not brave.

Ryura's gaze at her each time she would forcefully help was so terrible that she obediently subconsciously.

So, here he is...

"I'm totally useless!" tell Furby to herself.

A fierce fight is back.

A few against one.

The difference is, the hitmen were real blood, while Ryura was just splashing his opponent's blood. Even the heirloom sword in his hand had now changed color from previously white to blood red.

But even though it is like that. The hit men don't want to give up either. With all their curses, curses, and harsh words they spilled everything out for Ryura from their hearts.

"Squeals! Why is it so hard to defeat him?! I won't let it! Life is returned with life!"

The leader muttered hatefully while looking at what was in front of his eyes. Ryura, the girl whom he thought was nothing more than a weak girl who still had to learn was now beyond his expectations.

The girl casually slashed one by one her subordinates.

Getting angry? Sure did!

Hate it? Especially!

There was no negative feeling left, everything he had poured out just to hate Ryura with all his body soul.

Ting!

The splash!

Klang's!

Ting!

Krassi...

Sreet...

And all kinds of voices that echoed in the middle of the road gave life to the silence that always accompanied the place.

The spilled blood littering the icy white plains refined the gripping aura of tonight's incident.

Furby on the other hand could only watch while frowning her forehead firmly. She was clearly worried about Ryura no matter how. But, it seems that the worried one doesn't care at all. He still looks fine.

Back to the leader of the assassin organization...

His breathing was stingy, he could still curse at Ryura. "Brengs*k you, Jal*ng!"

Actually there was still a lot he wanted to get out of his mouth, but he knew that all his vocabulary was stuck in his throat. He became speechless to comment on anything he saw from a Ryura.

"Damn! He's quite capable! Though his cultivation level is still below mine! How could he be so skilled and formidable that he could defeat my group! This is a really big loss! Damnit damnit! Who exactly was that crazy woman talking about?! Really am... Here's fact! To become the chosen one by the heirloom sword, he must not disappoint! Hmh!" his mind revealed the basis of his anger to the so-called 'woman' was none other than Meng Pei Yun, then continued with his understanding of the pairs chosen by the heirloom sword.

His chest rumbled furiously, like he was about to spit out all the blood he had. Although he was a bit selfish, still seeing the death of his subordinates right under his nose he still had feelings of anger for them. Although, the actual meaning of his anger is still intended to satisfy him.

After all the people who joined had great spiritual talent.

Unfortunately...

One by one his subordinates fell. Looking at it all, the leader of the assassin organization knew that if he forced to go ahead, a miserable defeat could only be reaped.

This is obviously bad news. As soon as the consideration matures in a short time.

"BACK OFF!"

The few remaining subordinates, upon hearing the command instantly darted away with the rest of the strength they had without turning around again. Forced to leave their friends who died horribly there. They were also aware enough to feel the huge difference between each of them and Ryura who was unbelievably terrifying.

After all, as people who have worked for a long time under the leadership of that man, they know their leader will not just leave all these problems without solving them.

In the future, old opponents will meet again.

The last man to leave from there. He briefly stared at Ryura with his scarred look, so pitiful.

Receiving that look of hatred, Ryura did not budge. He just silently watched his opponent escape without looking back.

Furby who saw him could not help but feel astonished. "Ryu, why did you let them go? You let them go?" telepathy with a little restlessness.

Afraid that Ryura will be attacked by them again if released now. However, Furby knew Ryura's actions definitely had a meaning.

Like the girl's answer right now...

"Let... We'll see you later."

Furby had no idea what Ryura was saying. That sentence was like a prediction of the future that Ryura already knew. But, Furby clearly did not feel it was like Ryura had a vision of the future. So, it seems that Ryura can draw conclusions from this problem that looks like he has not reached a solution so he suspects that there will be more like this in the future.

In fact, all of this is still gray for the thinking of the general public. However, not for Ryura who has a privilege in him.

Afterwards, they returned to Ye's residence on a dark day.