Tracy saw two bolts of lightning flash in "Elaine's" beautiful emerald eyes, a brilliant silver-white that completely filled her vision.
Her elegantly curved jaw jerked upward as if she was about to let out a cry of extreme agony.
However, she froze in place, shattering like an illusion. The full-length mirror in the room cracked and rapidly disintegrated, scattering across the floor.
"Mirror Substitute"!
Tracy, dressed in a white shirt, beige trousers, and black leather boots, materialized in the corner on the same side of the mirror. Before she could catch her breath, she heard heavy footsteps and saw the red-haired Elaine charging over like a war chariot, her dress billowing behind her. The glove on her left hand was pale with a hint of sickly green.
Klein had switched to his Corpse state. His muscles tensed, and his strength surged.
The lace at his cuffs fluttered as his fist clenched and smashed down on Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy like a sledgehammer.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Although he maintained Elaine's appearance, his movements were like a beast's—fierce and ruthless, punch after punch, kick after kick. Tracy could only parry desperately, finding no opening to use her other extraordinary abilities.
If not for the fact that the Sequence 9 corresponding to the "Pain Demoness" was "Assassin," which gave her exceptional skill in combat and evasion, this storm of attacks would have already severely wounded Tracy.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Klein's fists radiated a frosty white aura. Every touch stiffened Tracy slightly, as rime gradually formed on her skin.
This was a Corpse's mastery over frost!
Feeling her blood slowly stiffen, Tracy didn't hesitate and took a punch head-on.
Her pale lips parted slightly as she let out a silent scream.
Along with the scream, a phantom blue halo surged out from within her. Everything it touched became frozen, layer upon layer of ice forming.
In just a second or two, they were trapped in a frozen world, surrounded by thick, transparent blocks of ice covered in soft frost. They seemed close but had to break through countless obstacles to meet again.
Tracy's handsome, bright face broke into a smile. A quiet black flame ignited from deep within her.
It rapidly melted the surrounding ice, carving a path for the "Disease Maiden's" counterattack and her seizure of the upper hand.
Just then, she saw the usually weak and indecisive Elaine snap her fingers, her expression unchanged.
An unnoticed match flared to life, and a crimson flame surged, instantly engulfing the red-haired figure in the long dress.
Tracy's pupils constricted, her spiritual intuition screaming a terrible warning.
From the quiet black flames behind her, Klein, still in Elaine's form, leaped out. He extended his arms forward, wrapping them around Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy and locking her arms firmly in place.
At the same time, he opened his mouth and uttered:
"Bang!"
An invisible bullet of air shot forward, more powerful than a revolver, rivaling the newest rifles.
It crossed the void and accurately struck Tracy in the back of the head.
Pfft!
The bullet pierced her skull and bored inside, but the Vice Admiral's figure suddenly shrank, turning into a broken black wand.
"Wand Substitute"!
Tracy quickly reappeared diagonally opposite. The buttons of her shirt had come undone, revealing an alluring snowy landscape.
However, what caught Klein's eye was not this, but the smear of blood on her palm!
As Klein held Tracy captive, she turned her hand into a claw, tore a strip of cloth from his clothes, and scratched his thigh.
Then, Tracy's mouth moved rapidly. Ethereal black flames burst out from her palm, burning the blood.
This was black magic, a witch's curse!
Klein's figure trembled uncontrollably. From the inside out, from his feet to his head, black flames simultaneously ignited, and he quickly turned into paper scraps.
The moment he materialized in another corner, he felt countless invisible spider threads wrapping around him from all sides. Some were rigid, trying to bind him; others were soft, teasing different parts of his body, causing Klein, who was usually extremely calm in battle, to feel his heart race, his ears burn, his body tingle with numbness, experiencing both the discomfort of a cold and a rush of blood downwards. Compared to Mrs. Sharon in Tingen, Tracy's ability with spider threads was incomparably more terrifying!
Klein didn't dare take this lightly and immediately snapped his fingers.
With a *crack*, the nearby spider threads were all ignited. The crimson flames reversed direction, surging towards Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy like a tidal wave. Klein knew back in Tingen that the spider threads of a Pleasure Demoness were afraid of fire!
In an instant, the central area of the room became a giant burning spider web. Tracy was caught off guard and was already enveloped by the scorching waves of fire.
"Hmph!" she snorted. A shadowy bluish light surged from within her again, freezing herself inside a transparent, massive crystal.
The crimson flames surged over, continuously melting the outer layer of the ice while growing weaker.
Klein didn't pick up the diamond-encrusted bangle, as he didn't know what negative effects it had. Using a mystical item hastily without understanding it would more likely bring harm than help!
He straightened his body, spread his arms, and the glove on his left hand took on the radiance of the sun.
"Priest of Light"!
At this moment, Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy, hiding within the ice, felt that the Elaine she knew so well had gained an unusual sacred radiance. Her eyes held an unprecedented resolve, her beauty no longer fragile, but like a blooming sun, a blood-soaked flower of the battlefield...
Tracy's voice was slightly hoarse as she shouted: