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Lu Yibei stopped chanting the incantation and quickly withdrew her hand from the small mountain of stacked limbs.
The moment she withdrew her hand, the strange power that absorbed Spiritual Energy suddenly stopped, and the screaming in her ears vanished.
Pharaoh noticed Lu Yibei's unusual behavior and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong? Any problems? Abruptly stopping the game might attract bad things!"
"Hmm..." Lu Yibei pondered for two seconds, her expression blank, and said, "I just feel that Disc Spirit is a bit..."
"You're not scared, are you?" Brazil War God interrupted with a playful tone.
As it spoke, all of its arms began to move, accompanied by soft "Click" sounds, surrounding Lu Yibei from all sides. Then they kept wriggling, poised like a group of venomous snakes.
A series of furtive whispers sounded from inside the box, as if coming from another dimension.
"She's scared, eat her... She wants to quit, eat her..."
Lu Yibei, "..." I wasn't that scared originally, but now that you're like this, I'm very scared.
"No, no, I just feel that Disc Spirit isn't exciting enough. Do you know any more interesting and exciting games?"
"Heh, the Disc Spirit game isn't exciting enough?" Brazil War God sneered, "Does it have to be a ritual to summon an evil god for you to find it exciting?"
"Exactly, I happen to know a ritual to pray to the gods. Does everyone want to give it a try?"
After Lu Yibei finished speaking, the four urban legend' limbs stiffened, clearly taken aback, as if they had completely not anticipated this situation.
Du Sixian looked at Lu Yibei, a subtle hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
She didn't expect that the Expert would even know how to invite gods? Is this the solution she had in mind? Du Sixian thought.
"You seem to know a lot about this? Are you very knowledgeable about the occult? You wouldn't happen to know about magic or anything, would you?" Brazil War God asked.
As it questioned, the furtive whispers in those boxes sounded again.
"She is a Psychic... She is not a Psychic... She is a Psychic..."
Is this a test? If I say I know about mysterious things, will I be attacked immediately? Lu Yibei thought for a moment and quickly denied it.
"No, no, I'm just like you, I don't understand anything. I just happened to hear about such a urban legend, I think it's very interesting, and I just want to share it with everyone!"
I, Lu Yibei, am an ordinary person, I don't know martial arts!
"..."
Oppressive and tense silence.
Lu Yibei waited anxiously, her gaze constantly sweeping over those distorted faces.
If the object of the prayer is very important, they will definitely reject my proposal.
If it is not rejected, it means it is feasible. Then continue to guide them patiently, do not be reckless, and do not let them detect my intentions.
As Lu Yibei was thinking, Pharaoh was the first to break the silence. "Okay, we'll try what you said first, and continue the Disc Spirit game later.
"So, what do we need to do?"
It's working? Lu Yibei was overjoyed and quickly said, "It's very simple, the basic process is the same, just change the incantation."
"Incantation?" Pharaoh said, with a hint of eagerness in its tone, "Tell me, what should we change it to? After playing your game, we should hurry up and continue the Disc Spirit game."
Lu Yibei frowned. They didn't seem to care what the incantation was, they just wanted to quickly get rid of me and then continue the Disc Spirit game?
Then don't blame me for being impolite, I just want to survive!
Her gaze sharpened, she straightened her back, and said in a clear voice, "There is Zhong Mountain. There is a woman wearing Qingyi, wherever she is seen, there is a great drought, with a thousand miles of parched land. She is called Nvba, the Drought God!"
As if it were an illusion, Lu Yibei felt something stir in her body for a moment after saying this sentence. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
"..."
Another silence, the four urban legend wriggled their distorted heads, looking at each other, their broken limbs anxiously colliding and rubbing, making an unsettling, furtive sound.
What are they waiting for? Have they found a flaw?
Or after turning into urban legend, their brains aren't working well and they can't remember such a long passage?
Thinking this, Lu Yibei secretly glanced at Du Sixian beside her out of the corner of her eye, then was slightly startled.
She saw that she had entered a strange state, her eyes rolled back as if she had fainted, and her right hand was pressed onto the white porcelain plate by those broken limbs.
I need to speed up, Miss Du seems to be about to collapse!
Uh, although I don't know if this will be useful...
Lu Yibei withdrew her gaze from Du Sixian, and when she turned her head, she suddenly found that those urban legend were all looking at her at some point.
Their dark, hollow eye sockets were deep and strange, and there were flickering phantoms on their bodies.
Holy crap! You're staring at me like this! What do you want, at least give me a clear answer!?
Just as she was feeling uneasy, a sinister, sharp voice came from somewhere, seemingly close by in the corridor outside the classroom, and yet seemingly far away, hidden in the darkest depths of this school.
"Agree to her, and then continue the Disc Spirit game." The voice said so, with a hint of disdain in its tone.
The moment the voice sounded, Lu Yibei suddenly felt an impure aura that was almost tangible enveloping the entire classroom, as if an invisible pair of eyes were watching her from behind.
Having received the instruction from that voice, the urban legend withdrew their gazes and whispered in unison.
"There is Zhong Mountain. There is a woman wearing Qingyi, wherever she is seen, there is a great drought, with a thousand miles of parched land. She is called Nvba, the Drought God!"
They chanted in a mechanical whisper, and then their voices grew louder.
Lu Yibei watched them quietly, waiting anxiously and hopefully.
Time passed slowly, and apart from the chanting constantly ringing in her ears, everything was calm and peaceful.
Lu Yibei, "..." What's going on? Is it useless? It's over, if this is useless, I can't think of any other way to escape!
As Lu Yibei was thinking, Du Sixian, who had fainted beside her, suddenly woke up, sat up straight, and began chanting along with the urban legend with a numb expression.
"There is Zhong Mountain. There is a woman wearing Qingyi..."
The next moment, Lu Yibei suddenly felt that the air around her seemed to stop flowing, becoming thick, hot, and strange...
Immediately after, she heard dense, violent, and Madness whispers in her ears, as if a large group of people were shouting at her.
She clearly couldn't understand what those people were saying, but a strong desire to respond arose in her heart.
Listening to those meaningless and unanswerable calls, Lu Yibei's head began to ache violently, her entire body tensed, as if her muscles and nerves could break at any moment.
Just when she felt she could no longer bear the pain caused by those calls and was about to have a mental breakdown and fall into madness, the voices in her ears receded like a tide, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence.
...
Du Sixian didn't know when she had fainted. When she woke up again, she was surprised to find herself mechanically reciting a strange description along with her companions.
"There is Zhong Mountain. There is a woman wearing Qingyi..."
The next moment, the classroom in front of her eyes was ignited.
Scarlet flames ignited everything, and terrifying heat waves swept through the classroom, melting metal into dazzling liquid that flowed on the ground.
In a trance, she saw her companions struggling and screaming in the flames, their voices gradually becoming sinister and strange.
On their foreheads, a strange deep purple pattern flickered, sometimes dimming and being briefly replaced by a dark red flame-like pattern, and sometimes shining brightly, as if declaring sovereignty.
It seemed like a war? Watching the two patterns change back and forth, this thought inexplicably arose in Du Sixian's mind.
Under the struggle of the two patterns, Pharaoh and the others' bodies gradually became charred black, and soon their charred bodies also collapsed. Du Sixian finally saw their true appearance.
urban legend composed of distorted heads, strange black boxes, and countless rotten limbs!
Surprise, fear, disgust, countless thoughts emerged in her mind.
What on earth is going on? Du Sixian thought with fear and anxiety. Right, where is the Expert? Where is she? She must know what happened, right?
Her stomach spasmed in waves, and she suppressed the nausea and discomfort of witnessing the true appearance of those urban legend, turned to look for Lu Yibei, and then saw the figure suspended in mid-air beside her.
Her eyes spewed fire, her body was naked, her red hair danced wildly behind her, and although she was completely unclothed, she did not evoke any thoughts of blasphemy, only awe, like looking directly at the sun.
After only a few seconds of staring, her thoughts became chaotic, and not a single normal thought appeared in her mind.
Immediately after, a pile of strange and unknown knowledge was forced into her mind, causing her head to ache violently, her eyes to black out, and she lost consciousness.
When she fell to the ground, the unformed purple pattern on her forehead instantly dispersed, and the dark red flame pattern gradually appeared, condensed into shape, and then dimmed.
...
Lu Yibei didn't know how long she had been sinking in the dead silence. Strange whispers sounded in her ears, and she felt that something was spying on her in the boundless darkness.
"The sacrifice of the clone was interrupted? How could this be? My subordinate..."
"This «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» aura... Could it be that He is real?"
Feeling the unpleasant spying, she suddenly parted her red lips slightly, looked at the boundless darkness, and unconsciously burst out a majestic and contemptuous shout, "Begone!"
Immediately after, the feeling of being spied on in the dark disappeared, and Lu Yibei gradually regained consciousness.
She slowly opened her eyes and was startled to find that the entire classroom looked like it had experienced a terrible fire, completely charred.
Du Sixian lay safely in the corner, as if asleep.
The bodies of those few urban legend had almost completely collapsed, leaving only a twisted head on the verge of breaking, staring at her with eyes that were almost entirely white, their gaze full of malice, as if they wanted to tear off pieces of flesh from her body.
Lu Yibei felt that their gaze was like a silent shout at her - "Lu Yibei! You ♦ still say you don't know martial arts!?"
"Uh..." Lu Yibei pondered for a moment and muttered softly, "I didn't know this would happen, I'm sorry! Let me think about how to compensate you..."
As she spoke, she walked towards the mingwang statue in the corner that was burned red and still radiating residual heat. The moment she held the mingwang statue, a bloodthirsty emotion surged in her heart, and her consciousness became momentarily blurred.
As if driven by another self, she unconsciously turned her head to look at the urban legend that were about to collapse, a hint of scarlet light flashing in her eyes, and grinned.
"Hehe, I'll compensate you by helping you find release as soon as possible!"
All the urban legend, "???"
The next moment, the mingwang statue with wide, angry eyes filled their vision.
