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Hua Sang walked quickly on Bu Ye Street, following the trail left by the accident scene, constantly approaching the direction where Lu Yibei and Fang Ji might be. The dazzling lights and hurried pedestrians on the street turned into bizarre and blurry images in her peripheral vision.
Just then, a strong burning pain came from her eyes without warning. Along with the burning pain, an inexplicable anger, like a gradually growing flame, quietly rose in her heart.
Immediately after, as her vision blurred, she saw a terrifying scene, like a scroll of hell slowly unfolding, appearing before her eyes.
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In a room lit by a warm night light, a couple lay on a soft bed, their child sleeping soundly between them.
Suddenly, an unsettling aura descended. The entire room was instantly filled with a lifeless "activity," as if swallowed whole by some terrifying existence.
Then...
The lights went out without warning, and darkness swallowed the figures of the family of three.
The husband seemed to have been attacked by something, letting out a scream and struggling to get up, but his body was firmly fixed to the bed as if bitten to death by an invisible beast.
"Creak—creak—!" The bed shook violently, letting out a series of grating sounds. In those sounds, there was a clear sense of malicious and bloody joy.
Finally, accompanied by a mournful cry, the husband froze in a posture with his hands reaching upwards, trying to grasp something.
On the other side, suppressed crying sounds kept ringing out.
"Husband! Husband, what's wrong?"
The panic-stricken wife heard her husband's wails and cried out with a trembling voice.
Immediately, she was also attacked by the invisible "beast." Her body convulsed violently, but she didn't scream, only let out a muffled groan. Then she struggled with all her might to break free from the bizarre restraint, turned her body, and pounced towards her child, curling up and protecting him in her arms.
"Help! Someone save us... Anyone will do, save my child..."
Feeling the approach of death, she pleaded in her increasingly weak voice for help that would not come.
Just then, Hua Sang faintly heard Lu Yibei's voice in her ear.
"I'm sorry," Lu Yibei said, "I can't help you..."
Amidst her increasingly weak pleas, the woman seemed to understand something. She froze there for a long, long time. Her eyes gradually lost their luster, and holding her deceased child, she let out a heart-wrenching wail.
The child in her arms had already died, perhaps even earlier than her husband.
Finally, as her body became stiff, her skin became rough like unpolished wood, her flesh gradually merged with the bed, and she even lost the strength to cry out.
She raised a hand, trembling, and reached towards her husband. That hand, moving along the bed surface, pulling the off-white sheet forward, was like a traveler precariously migrating through the storm-swept polar regions.
Then...
Just as her fingertips were about to touch her husband, she lost her breath.
Just like that, she and the one she loved were forever separated by that less than two-centimeter chasm in their final moments of life.
"Clang—!"
The family photo frame hanging on the bedroom wall fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. The entire room was swallowed by darkness, falling into dead silence.
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"This is..." Hua Sang leaned against the outer wall of a street building with one hand and supported her head, which was heavy from the strong discomfort in her eyes, with the other. After a moment of blankness, she suddenly came back to her senses. "Is this what Lu Yibei saw?"
Just as she was muttering to herself, a massive amount of images flooded into her vision.
She saw an old man sitting in front of the television being swallowed by the suddenly surging sofa. His flesh and blood turned into cotton, gradually filling his entire body, his abdomen swelling high until it burst. From the bedroom came a call, "Old partner! Stop watching, go to bed early?" but there was no response...
A young man working late into the night picked up a customized mug filled with coffee. Seeing a photo of his girlfriend on it, he smiled knowingly. His slightly tired eyes were instantly filled with anticipation for the future, becoming bright and energetic. Then his arm suddenly trembled violently, his body convulsed, and turned into white porcelain...
A girl whose neck was "gnawed" by a phone...
A boy whose hands were shredded by a keyboard...
All sorts of scenes were describing, in the most tragic way, a riot instigated by "objects"!
Thus, a massive amount of images, carrying vivid emotions as if she were there, rushed into Hua Sang's mind, causing her head to throb violently, nearly making her faint on the spot.
After a long while, the images before her eyes finally vanished.
Her face was already covered in large drops of cold sweat. She leaned against the wall with both hands, her pale lips slightly parted, panting heavily. Her eyes stared blankly at the ground, her pupils shrunk into black dots.
...
What exactly did Lu Yibei encounter?
Was it an attack by the Secret Society?
Those scenes... can she really bear them? Hua Sang thought.
Although she didn't know what Lu Yibei had gone through or what her state of mind was, in her opinion, someone like her, who had experienced the night of Jinhua Village's destruction, seeing those scenes and being infected by the emotions of the deceased before their death, had nearly lost her mental balance. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably collapse on the spot and lose their sanity.
After a few seconds of contemplation, she took a few deep breaths, adjusted her state, and sprinted forward, following the trail left by the accident scene on Bu Ye Street.
In the interval of moving rapidly forward, she took out her phone from her pocket and called the front desk of Chen Yi Hotel.
"Hello? Junior Brother? Yes, it's me. I've discovered a serious Spiritual Energy attack incident here. I'm rushing to the scene. Quickly notify Elder Wang, and then contact the Senior Brother on night duty at Da Chunyang Palace..."
"But, but Senior Sister Hua Sang, Elder Wang is already asleep. If I disturb him at this hour..."
"Where ♦ did all this nonsense come from?!" Hua Sang couldn't help but Spell. "If I tell you to call him, just go! If he wants to get angry, tell him to take it out on me!"
What time is it? Who cares if Elder Wang is happy? Even if he's dead, I'll summon his soul to wake him up!
In the eyes of the disciple on duty at the Chen Yi Hotel front desk, Hua Sang was always as quiet as a turtle basking in the sun by the river. This was the first time he had heard her say so much, let alone Spell. After being stunned for a while, he repeatedly responded, "Uh, yes, yes, okay Senior Sister, I'll go right away!"
"Okay, I'll send you the address when I get to the scene."
Hanging up the phone, Hua Sang put away her mobile phone and darted forward a distance. Suddenly, a faint popping sound cut through the noisy crowd and entered her ears.
She paused for a moment, her steps suddenly halting. Then, she looked in the direction the sound came from and noticed the inconspicuous narrow street leading to the residential area, nestled on the edge of the bustling Bu Ye Street. At the end of her sight, there was a faint flickering light emanating from a Spell.
The next moment, several figures darted between two buildings, followed closely by a burly figure holding a curved saber, who flashed past in pursuit of those figures.
Vaguely catching the facial outline of the person holding the curved saber, Hua Sang was stunned for a moment. "It seems like... that bearded foreigner from the bus earlier? Who is he chasing?"
She muttered to herself, her gaze slightly focused, and turned to run towards the depths of the street.
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"Okay, then we go back and kill!"
Lu Yibei's voice was very low, almost swallowed by the roar and strange cries coming from outside the residential building, but faintly heard, it seemed to carry a strong bloody aura.
Hearing this, Fang Ji suddenly felt a shocking wave of heat attack from behind. For a moment, he felt as if he were standing beside a furnace, his back against the flames.
He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Yibei. His gaze fell on her profile, and in just an instant, his entire attention was drawn to her eyes.
In the darkness, only a blurry outline with delicate lines could be seen of her profile; only her eyes were clearly visible.
Those eyes seemed to have been stimulated by something, showing a slight redness. In her pupils, there was a faint, dazzling light flickering like lava.
And beneath the flickering light, there was an unsettling depth...
Staring at those eyes, Fang Ji faintly felt that "Savior Miss" seemed to have seen some extremely terrifying scene.
Before, he had thought that "Savior Miss" always had this straightforward style when facing enemies. But now, he felt that "Savior Miss" must have seen more things than him to be so furious.
When he focused his mind, trying to capture more from those eyes, in an instant, it was as if some indescribable thing was drawn out of his body by those eyes. A strong sense of dizziness suddenly struck him.
"Mm..."
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In a daze, Fang Ji mumbled a response and lowered his head.
Soon, his world began to spin again...
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Lu Yibei had always envied classmates whose families were alive and well, and whose lives were happy and fulfilling.
Although Old Dad and Shui Ge were very good to her, and she didn't lack love, she always felt that she was missing something compared to those classmates, something hard to describe.
Therefore, when the complete lives of hundreds of people in this residential area were ruthlessly shattered before her eyes, her emotions spiraled out of control.
Since there was no retreat and no escape for the moment, she would turn her blade towards the enemy!
Killing one wouldn't be a loss, killing ten would be a huge profit, and besides, there wasn't absolutely no chance of winning...
Didn't Shem and Saleh think I was the Miracle Saint? Perhaps, this time I could create a miracle and seize that tiny chance of winning, less than fifty percent? Lu Yibei thought.
...
From the situation just now, in this area, besides the ground and buildings, almost all "items" could launch an attack on me.
So I absolutely cannot be surrounded. Once surrounded, the "items" from all sides will surge over, and I will be trapped deeper and deeper...
I wonder what the "items" and Secret Society members rely on to track me besides visual detection. If it's Spiritual Energy fluctuations...
After a brief thought, Lu Yibei sent a message to her Coat through the familiar's mark: "Coat, pay attention to observing the surroundings at all times later and change color. Every time I kill an enemy, you imitate the Spiritual Energy fluctuation aura on them."
Coat, "?"
(´｀;)?
Is it too complicated for the Coat? Lu Yibei pondered for a second and sent the message to the Coat again: "Simply put, try your best to conceal my presence and blend in with the environment, just like a chameleon, understand?"
Coat, "..." Understood!
(o゜▽゜)o☆
Receiving the Coat's response, Lu Yibei took a small step back and took a running start towards the bedroom window.
The cover of night, the Coat's peculiar ability, the relatively complex terrain of the residential area, the 'darkness under the lamp' confusing perception... utilizing all of these, it might work! Lu Yibei thought.
Crash—!
Accompanied by the harsh sound of shattering glass, Lu Yibei broke through the window and plummeted towards the ground along with the sharp shards scattering in mid-air.
"She's there!" Someone caught sight of Lu Yibei and let out a shout. Immediately, dozens of pairs of eyes locked onto her. Spells, Alchemy bullets, and unnamed innate abilities, an endless stream of attack methods instantly shot up into the sky, like a colorful storm flying upwards.
The next moment, the Coat's color suddenly changed, mimicking the Spiritual Energy fluctuation aura. Lu Yibei, along with Fang Ji on her back, simultaneously vanished from the sight of the Secret Society members, as if they had merged into the air.
The attacks that had lost their target continued upwards, rushing towards the sky, triggering violent explosions among the piled clouds. Accompanied by the flashing of various intense lights, they erupted with roars like thunder.
Soon, someone came back to their senses and shouted, "It's an invisibility Spell! She's invisible! Everyone, pay attention to detecting her Spiritual Energy fluctuations!"
But immediately after, they noticed that Lu Yibei's Spiritual Energy fluctuations had also disappeared!
An unsettling silence spread, briefly enveloping the Secret Society members.
Then, a low growl with a cold, mechanical feel broke the silence.
"Everyone calm down! This area is only so big, and she's still airborne, not that flexible. It's impossible for her to dodge all attacks! Everyone, don't worry about accuracy, each person be responsible for an area and attack upwards with full force!"
The person whose head was fused with a mobile phone, who spoke, seemed to be some kind of minor leader. When her voice fell, she immediately received affirmation from most of the Secret Society members.
Thus, an endless stream of attack methods once again shot up into the sky, more fierce than before, almost completely covering the empty space between several buildings...
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Leaping down from a window over ten stories high.
In an instant, the wind whistled.
The summer wind carried a slightly dry and hot scent. Lu Yibei's gaze locked onto the dense black figures below the residential building, yet her emotions were exceptionally calm. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
The more dangerous it is, the calmer you must be. Relying solely on passion and anger is like a cluster of fireworks, only brilliant for a single moment of display.
...
Although leaping down from the building would expose her completely to those guys' vision for a moment, making her a living target.
But the building is full of "items", and there are more "enemies" to deal with than outside. In a sense, it's more dangerous.
I can only dodge as much as possible. As long as I don't get too seriously injured, once I reach the ground, it's killing time... Lu Yibei thought, her gaze turning cold.
While dodging the streams of light containing astonishing Spiritual Energy that kept flying past her body, her eyes and spiritual sense quickly scanned the crowd on the ground.
She remembered their current positions, predicted their upcoming movement trajectories, distinguished the strength of their Spiritual Energy fluctuations, and then quickly selected the first victim.
The next moment, Lu Yibei fell to a spot about five meters from the ground. At this point, the Secret Society members below her finally detected her presence again.
"She's there!"
"Kill her!"
Amidst a burst of noisy commotion, dense Alchemy bullets traced scorching trajectories in mid-air, and arcs of light mixed with a Foul wind came attacking.
Seeing this, the unavoidable Lu Yibei gritted her teeth, her slightly sweaty hands tightened their grip on the Lingtai Pure Karma, and she released her innate skill.
The Lingtai Pure Karma, ignited by the innate skill, bloomed into a flower of flames in mid-air, stirring up a scorching storm, and fiercely slashed down from above.
Taihe Gentleman Sword・Jun Tiansou!
In an instant, roars erupted. The jarring sounds of the sword blade colliding with Alchemy bullets were incessant. Brilliant sparks splattered in all directions. The air was disturbed by the violent collision of Spiritual Energy fluctuations, becoming hazy like thick fog.
Amidst this hazy light and shadow, Lu Yibei finally reached the ground, shook her hands that were numb from the impact, and charged into the crowd.
Like a drop of water falling into the sea, she didn't cause a single ripple, silently.
What surprised Lu Yibei was that as she was falling, countless streams of light flew past her body, brushing against her. The closest one was less than a millimeter from her nose tip, yet she miraculously dodged almost all the attacks. Only in the moment before landing, when it was unavoidable, did she take a hit directly.
The moment her feet touched the solid ground, Lu Yibei didn't hesitate for a moment. Her gaze locked onto the "lucky one" she had chosen. She used her movement technique, skillfully slipping through the gap between two figures.
In an instant, she approached the person from behind, then raised her hand, drew her sword, and unhesitatingly slashed towards the person whose head was fused with headphones.
Taihe Gentleman Sword・Chasing Wind Command!
A sharp wind howl suddenly erupted, and a pale blue intense light flashed and disappeared.
After finishing the slash, Lu Yibei didn't pause for a moment and immediately moved.
"Ah—!"
The first "lucky one" let out a scream. Pale, viscous liquid splattered from the half of his head that had been sliced off.
At this moment, the people beside him suddenly became aware and caught sight of Lu Yibei. But the next moment, the Alchemy Dirty Bomb that had quietly rolled to their feet erupted in a crimson flash of fire, and the ground shook violently.
The roar of the explosion covered the sound characteristics. Lu Yibei shouted, "To the right! She ran to the right! Everyone, hurry and chase!"
As her voice fell, she used the firelight from the explosion and the cover of the chaotic crowd to quickly disappear from everyone's sight again.
Lu Yibei knew very well that even with the Coat's help, no matter how well her figure was concealed, it was impossible for her to be completely unnoticed. Therefore, after one strike, whether she succeeded in killing or not, she had to move.
Then, the next one... Lu Yibei muttered to herself in her heart, and continued to dart towards the next target. One second later, a second scream abruptly rang out in the darkness.
The girl whose body was fused with a doll separated into person and object. Broken pieces of cloth and splattering pale, viscous liquid drifted together in the wind.
Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth...
Thus, a terrifying aura, like death following one's shadow, quietly spread among the Secret Society members.
