Free Web NovelThe music of "Entering the Battle Array", gradually becoming more impassioned with a hint of heroism amidst its stern tone, drifted over, and a restless yet chilling Spiritual Energy fluctuation enveloped the surroundings.
The illusion on the street, triggered by the Spiritual Energy fluctuation influenced by the man affected by the Parasitic Kindred Abomination's Power, shattered in an instant, replaced by flickering firelight and a faint smell of blood.
The scene, in an instant, seemed to fall from an alternate dimension of distorted space and time into an ancient battlefield interwoven with blood and fire. The thin mist rising from the ground after the rain seemed like wolf smoke that had not yet dissipated.
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Looking at the figure in white holding a Fangtian halberd from afar, the Night Run Girl's expression froze, and she rubbed her temples. "This is troublesome, a difficult guy has appeared."
Although every Guardian of the Night Watch was a "difficult guy" for him, the Lord Bing could be considered the most difficult guy, except for the Black Emperor.
With his formidable Spiritual Energy fluctuation, the varied methods brought by his Mixed Kindred Spirit Mark, and the 【Feng Chan Wolf Smoke】 which could be called a divine artifact, he had almost no chance of winning against the Lord Bing in his current state, where he was restricted by the Parasitic Kindred Abomination and unable to exert his full strength.
Lu Yibei glanced at the girl beside her out of the corner of her eye and asked weakly, "Who is this guy?"
She did not doubt the Night Run Girl's words about him being difficult.
Does she even need to ask about this kind of thing? Anyone who appears with their own BGM is definitely difficult!
Having seen so many powerful figures, including the exceptionally strong Black Emperor Zhang Huainan, she had never seen any Psychic or urban legend appear with their own BGM.
She was just a little curious about where such a powerful figure came from to be so imposing.
Just as Lu Yibei was secretly pondering, the girl said with a solemn expression, "The newcomer should be the Night Watch Guardian, the Lord Bing!" Good grief, it's him?! Lu Yibei's eyes widened slightly.
"However, you don't need to worry, I will be responsible for stopping him. You just go and do what I asked you to do earlier."
Lu Yibei: "???"
Although I am indeed worried about Smelly Girl's safety and am in a hurry to rush back, when did I agree to your request?
It was like following a bad friend's suggestion, casually answering "obtuse angle" and winning the grand prize in a knowledge quiz, then being invited onto the stage by the organizers to talk about how to become so intelligent.
Being inexplicably saddled with a huge responsibility by Miss Mian and having to clean up her mess made Lu Yibei feel extremely frustrated. freēwebnovel.com
"Hurry up and go!" Seeing that Lu Yibei was slow to act, the Night Run Girl urged, "This guy has always hated evil like fire. He won't let go of a urban legend like you."
In her opinion, Lu Yibei could not die, nor could she fall under the control of the Night Watch and become a puppet, because Lu Yibei had a more important mission.
Lu Yibei: "..."
Won't let go of me?
Are you referring to at the wine table?
You might not believe it, but this strange Uncle who likes to ply beautiful girl urban legend with alcohol was mostly summoned by me.
For a moment, she also thought that this Guardian, who exuded terrifying Spiritual Energy fluctuations, would not easily let her go, after all, she was currently wearing Blue Yi's facade.
But hearing that the newcomer was the Lord Bing, she no longer had such concerns. At worst, she would just get drunk by him again!
Thinking this, Lu Yibei silently removed the Rouge Transformation · Incantation-Stabilized Mask she was wearing, revealing her original face. Through the subordinate mark, she sent a thought to the Coat, telling it to stop simulating Blue Yi's Spiritual Energy fluctuation.
Then...
She suddenly took a step and ran towards the Lord Bing.
Although the Lord Bing had previously tried to get her drunk with Spiritual Energy strong liquor and attempted to abduct her, Lu Yibei could still distinguish who was a friendly force compared to the Eclipse Society President.
Moving at full speed, the hundreds of meters long street was covered in the blink of an eye.
Arriving before the Lord Bing, the moment their eyes met, Lu Yibei quickly pointed to her face, gave the Lord Bing a thumbs-up, and then immediately turned and pointed to the Night Run Girl in the distance, making a throat-slitting gesture.
All her actions were conveying a signal to the Lord Bing - I'm on your side, don't worry about me, just kill her. "Alright, I got it. No need to make it so obvious." The Lord Bing rubbed his forehead and said lightly, "Go. I'll let you off this time; you owe me a drink."
After conveying the information to the Lord Bing and seeing that he did not stop her from moving forward, Lu Yibei's gaze slightly narrowed. Ignoring the Lord Bing's unconcealed, lewd thoughts of wanting to ply her with alcohol again, she nodded and continued to run forward.
Smelly Girl, hold on for a bit, please be okay.
I'm coming back now!
As Lu Yibei thought this, her figure disappeared in the mid-
night street where thin mist drifted.
My heart is so tired, it seems I've been hurt by another woman!
The Night Run Girl thought with a heavy heart, looking ahead. That figure in white instantly crossed hundreds of meters and appeared before her.
"Night Watch, Lord Bing, has come to ask for guidance!"
With a roar, the Fangtian halberd swept out, and a sudden whistling sound erupted. 【Hundred Generals Chart Fourteenth: Peerless National Scholar】!
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The moment she activated the metal object Mr. S gave her, Hua Xieyu realized she had been tricked.
Although that polyhedral metal object might indeed cause harm to that terrifying man,
it seemed it would also take her life.
However, by the time she started to regret, it was already too late.
As her Spiritual Energy was injected, the metal object erupted with a bizarre Spiritual Energy fluctuation and, like a concussion grenade, made her vision go black.
In that instant, she found herself simultaneously in two states: clear-headedness and daze, like in legends, waking up from one dream only to fall into another, thus entering a state of "lucid dreaming."
In her daze, she felt as if she had fallen into a deep sleep, her body descending.
Falling continuously in the darkness, surrounded by countless dark, distorted figures screaming in terror and struggling numbly.
Pairs of eyes, as if wanting to see through her soul, cast gazes filled with infinite coldness upon her, swallowing everything of hers. She felt as if she had °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° left the world of the living, carried by a flat boat named "Death", drifting on the river towards the underworld.
Apart from these fleeting visions glimpsed in her daze, she could also clearly feel her body trembling from instinctive fear, her breathing rapid from emotional collapse, and hear voices that seemed to come from different people.
"You are being devoured, you are about to die, any struggle is futile," those voices told her. But she didn't want to die.
She struggled desperately, using her will to drive her body's functions, attempting to wake up. However, this behavior seemed to anger the source of those voices.
So, as if being punished, she felt pain.
Intense pain came from every corner of her body, as if a brush covered with metal barbs was wantonly destroying her flesh and blood. Her nerves were spasming, as if being electrocuted by a strong current.
Before her eyes, a familiar scene appeared.
In that dilapidated shack, she lay on a moldy bed, burning with a high fever, her consciousness hazy.
Outside the window, a thick fog drifted, so dense she couldn't see her hand in front of her face. In the nearby alley, there were violent coughs and painful moans, someone was about to die.
When people are severely ill, they always become lonely and helpless, hoping for family to be by their side, and Hua Xieyu was no exception.
When she was afflicted by the thick fog that enveloped the entire Liming City and fell seriously ill, she suddenly realized that even though her father was utterly depraved, did nothing productive all day, and even wanted to sell her,
she didn't actually hate her father that much. She just wanted her father to be by her side, like when she was a child, to tell her a bedtime story.
She didn't even need him to say anything, just to sit there and keep her company for a little while would be enough.
With this in mind, she lay quietly on the bed, her eyes wide, staring at the rusty tin door, hoping that at some point, her father's figure would appear from behind the door. Even with a high fever and hazy consciousness, she was unwilling to close her eyes.
However, she waited for a very, very long time, until the thick fog covering Liming City dissipated, until her severe illness miraculously improved, until the house was covered in dust. She suddenly understood that man didn't want her anymore.
The next moment, sharp teeth grew all around, densely packed on the ground, door frame, and ceiling, rolling and contracting, devouring her body.
Following that were the sounds of chewing and tearing flesh rising and falling, and the intense pain of flesh and blood being ground up.
Then...
Everything started over.
As if to break her will and make her submit.
The power of the Parasitic Kindred Abomination continuously ravaged Hua Xieyu's body, making her repeatedly relive the most painful moments of her life, which had not been long so far.
The cycle was endless.
Until another new cycle began, and she returned to that moldy bed, starting to wait again.
As if already numb, Hua Xieyu lay on her side, calmly gazing at the tin door that would never open, without saying a word.
Just then, a soft click of the door lock was heard. "Click!"
The door suddenly opened, and someone walked in from outside.
When she saw the figure clearly, Hua Xieyu's pupils contracted violently.
A low hat brim obscured most of the face, and the dusty jacket looked like it hadn't been washed in a long time. The newcomer was the Grey-Clothed Man who had almost bought her.
Before Hua Xieyu could recover from her shock, the Grey-Clothed Man had already walked quickly to her bed, leaned down, picked her up, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you away from here!"
After speaking, he held her and walked with steady steps towards the chaotic scene outside the door.
A wave of panic surged in Hua Xieyu's heart. She struggled to look up and was suddenly stunned, giving up resistance, when she saw the warm smile on the Grey-Clothed Man's side face.
Although it was an unfamiliar face, for some reason, as she looked at it, she felt an inexplicable sense of peace. In this instant, she believed that this Grey-Clothed Man would truly take her out of danger.
