The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

Chapter 595: Black Evil Perspective: Bloody Snow Blade Heart

The wind, carrying the bitter chill of the north, swept across the desolate frozen earth outside Black Wind City. Leaden clouds hung low, as if ready to unleash soul-chilling snow at any moment. I stood on a makeshift platform, my black cloak rustling in the wind like the frozen night. Like a hawk stalking its prey, I fixed my gaze on the small group of trapped figures ahead.

New Snow Blade Team.

This name had once caused a stir within Black Wind City's intelligence network. A group of women, vainly attempting to inherit the long-dead name of "Snow Blade," attempted to play the role of "justice" in this chaotic northern land. It was truly ridiculous. In this land of the survival of the fittest, only strength reigned supreme. So-called "justice" was merely a self-consoling rant by the weak, or a tool used by the powerful to whitewash the situation.

And I, Heisha, am the sharpest sword and the most ruthless executor under the command of the Lord of Black Wind City. My "justice" is to obey the Lord's orders and remove all obstacles. Today, the New Snow Blade Squad is the obstacle I need to remove.

"General, the encirclement has been formed. They can't escape even if they have wings." The deputy general beside me, a burly man with a scar on his face, reported in a muffled voice. His name is Shi Hu, and I promoted him. He is brave but lacks wisdom, but he has strong execution ability, like a blunt knife that can be used effectively.

I nodded slightly, saying nothing. My gaze swept below. Approximately thirty elite Black Wind City soldiers formed a standard encirclement formation, their scimitars flashing with a bloodthirsty glare under the gloomy sky. They were veterans of blood and fire, their eyes numb and fierce, unwavering in the face of the impending slaughter, without the slightest hesitation or mercy.

Trapped in the center was the New Snow Blade Squad. They were small, no more than seven or eight, including the woman leading them—Chen Xi. They were in dire condition, their clothes tattered and stained with dust and blood. It was clear they had already endured a fierce battle before we surrounded them. Their breathing was heavy, their hands gripping their weapons trembling slightly, but their eyes were unusually bright, filled with an almost paranoid stubbornness and... despair.

Despair is right. In the face of an absolute power gap, any struggle is futile.

My gaze finally settled on Chen Xi. She was the core of this team and the primary target of this mission. Intelligence reports described her as skilled with a sword, reminiscent of the former Snow Blade captain. She clutched a slender silver longsword, its blade gleaming coldly in the dim light. Her face was pale, her forehead covered in beads of sweat, evidently exhausted. But her spine remained erect, like a birch tree defiantly resisting the chill wind. Her gaze locked with mine.

It was a complex look, filled with anger, hatred, resentment, and even a hint of... scrutiny? Was she looking at me? At me, the executioner who was about to end her and her team?

A cold smile curled up my lips. I've seen this look too many times. Those who died at my hands, heroes or cowards alike, always shared a similar expression in their final moments. But so what? In the end, they all turned to dust, and here I am, still standing.

"Chen Xi," I began, my voice filtered through my helmet, sounding even more muffled and commanding, like thunder exploding on the frozen earth. "Drop your weapons and surrender. The city lord has said he might be able to grant you a dignified death."

My voice clearly reached the center of the encirclement. The women around Chen Xi visibly shuddered, their eyes flickering with hesitation. A dignified death? For these so-called "heroes," it might be even harder to accept than dying on the battlefield, but in desperate situations, any glimmer of hope can be infinitely magnified.

But Chen Xi didn't. She didn't waver when she heard my words. Instead, her eyes grew even sharper, as if spitting fire. She tightened her grip on the silver sword, pointing the tip diagonally toward the ground, adopting a defensive stance.

"Black Demon!" Her voice was a little hoarse, but extremely firm, "Don't even think about it! We, the new Snow Blade Squad, would rather die than surrender!"

"You'd rather die than surrender?" I sneered. "Very good. Since you've chosen the most dishonorable method, don't blame me for being ruthless."

I slowly raised my right hand, fingers spread out. This was the signal to attack.

Shi Hu's eyes flashed with excitement. He suddenly pulled out the machete from his waist and roared like a beast: "Brothers, kill! Don't spare any!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Thirty Black Wind City soldiers roared at the same time, and like wolves released from their chains, they pounced towards the thin figures in the center of the encirclement!

The battle breaks out instantly!

The sounds of shouting, the clashing of weapons, the screams of the dying, the sound of bones breaking...all kinds of sounds mixed together, composing an eternal melody of death in the North.

I stood on the platform, watching the slaughter below with indifference. It was a massacre without a doubt.

Chen Xi certainly possessed some skill. The silver sword in her hand seemed to come alive, transforming into streaks of silver lightning, piercing the soldiers charging at her with precision and swiftness. Every strike was accompanied by a scream and a splatter of blood. In a single encounter, two Black Wind City soldiers collapsed, clutching their throats, their eyes filled with unbelievable fear.

The sisters around her were no mediocre warriors either. The tall woman wielding a massive axe, was she Lin Lan? Her strength was immense, and she swung her axe with such force that each blow carried the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, forcing several soldiers to retreat, afraid to approach. There was also a smaller woman wielding twin daggers, her figure like a ghost, weaving through the crowd, attacking from unpredictable angles and causing considerable trouble for the Black Wind City soldiers.

They worked in perfect harmony, back to back, forming a small defensive circle, trying to withstand the attacks from all sides. Their will was very strong, even though some of them kept falling, the remaining people did not retreat at all, but instead aroused even greater ferocity.

A woman wielding a longbow unleashed a few well-aimed arrows in the initial chaos, bringing down two soldiers. But she was soon targeted by several soldiers, her petite figure engulfed in the dense swirl of swords. I saw her let out a short cry of surprise before collapsing in a pool of blood, the longbow in her hand falling to the ground and breaking in two.

First.

My heart was at peace. This was just the beginning.

The Black Wind City soldiers didn't flinch at the loss of their comrades. Like a tireless swarm of ants, they charged forward one after another. One fell, another quickly took his place. Their coordination might not be as refined as the New Snow Blade Squad, but they were numerous, fearless, and their attacks were like a tidal wave, relentless and unstoppable.

Physical strength has become the biggest enemy of the new Snow Blade team.

Chen Xi's breathing became increasingly rapid. While her swordsmanship remained sharp, it had noticeably slowed. Sweat formed a stream on her forehead, trickling down her cheeks and onto the cold ground. A deep wound, deep enough to see the bone, stained her sleeves. Blood dripped from her fingertips onto the silver sword, which was then flung away.

Lin Lan's axe was becoming increasingly strained. A soldier's scimitar slashed her shoulder, sending blood gushing out. This momentary delay gave the other soldiers an opportunity to strike. Two scimitars simultaneously struck her from different angles.

"Lin Lan!" Chen Xi let out a shrill cry. She wanted to go back for help, but she herself was tightly entangled by two soldiers and could not get away at all.

I clearly saw a flash of despair in Lin Lan's eyes. She roared furiously, and with all her might, she swept the axe forward! She pushed back the enemy in front, but the two scimitars on the side were already within reach!

puff!puff!

Two dull thuds of flesh piercing rang out almost simultaneously. One of the two scimitars struck her left arm, while the other pierced deeply into her ribs.

Lin Lan's massive body jolted violently, and the axe in her hand fell to the ground with a clang. She glanced down at the scimitar between her ribs, then slowly raised her head in Chen Xi's direction. Her lips moved a few times, as if about to say something, but in the end, only a vague hoarse sound came out. Then, her massive body collapsed with a thud, stirring up a cloud of dust. Her eyes were wide, filled with resentment and worry for her companions.

the second.

Chen Xi's body trembled violently, and she let out a suppressed whimper, her voice filled with pain and anger. Suddenly, she erupted in a flash of light from her silver sword, unleashing a desperate sword technique that instantly forced back the two soldiers in front of her. However, she herself, exhausted, stumbled a few steps and nearly fell.

"Captain!" The eyes of the remaining team members also turned red. They attacked even more frantically, trying to share the pressure for Chen Xi, but their strength was too weak.

Another team member fell. To protect Chen Xi's back, she used her body to block a scimitar. Her body slumped against Chen Xi's back, and the warm blood stained Chen Xi's back red.

"Xiaoya!" Chen Xi's voice was broken.

The third, the fourth...

Death, like a lingering shadow, quickly enveloped the entire New Snow Blade Squad. The encirclement shrank ever smaller, and the original team of seven or eight was soon reduced to just Chen Xi and two other members.

The two team members were already at the end of their strength, with wounds all over their bodies, and they could fall down at any time.

Chen Xi's eyes, initially sharp and stubborn, gradually became hollow and dim. She looked at the sisters who had fallen around her, their eyes wide open in death, their blood staining the cold earth red. Her spirit seemed to be crumbling bit by bit.

But she didn't fall. She still held onto the silver sword, even though her arms could barely lift them, even though her body was shaky. She used the sword to support herself, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment, but she still stood.

"Kill her! Kill Chen Xi!" Shi Hu roared below, he was getting a little impatient.

The soldiers were encouraged and attacked more fiercely.

The two remaining members also fell one after another under the frenzied siege. One was hit by multiple knives simultaneously, her body almost cut into pieces. The other was stabbed in the heart from behind by a soldier. As she fell, she still had a smile of relief on her face.

Now, Chen Xi was the only one left in the center of the encirclement.

She stood there alone, surrounded by layers of Black Wind City soldiers, like an iron barrel, airtight. Her silver sword rested on the ground, her body leaning slightly forward, panting heavily. Her body was covered in wounds, new and old, deep and shallow. Blood soaked her clothes, making her look like someone pulled from a pool of blood.

Her eyes stared blankly ahead, seemingly unfocused. Her lips were cracked and trembling slightly.

ended.

I jumped down from the platform, my heavy boots landing on the ground with a dull thud. I walked towards Chen Xi step by step, and the soldiers of Black Wind City automatically made way for me.

My footsteps sounded unusually clear in this temporarily silent battlefield, like the drumbeat of death, beating on Chen Xi's heart.

I was less than three steps away from her.

She seemed to finally notice me, slowly raising her head, her empty eyes focused on my face. Or rather, on the visor of my helmet. She couldn't see my face, just as I couldn't see her exact expression at the moment. All I could see was her skin, as pale as paper, and her bloodshot eyes.