Chapter 218: The Person Beneath the Silk

"Truly a prodigy, flowing like clouds and water! What a thrill!"

"It's so good to have a divine weapon."

"If a few more divine weapons come flying around everywhere, won't he truly become a Ran Demon?"

"I just realized, both the blade and the sword are made of black ice; they're a couple's set~"

"I disagree! Sister Jiang is mine! Mine!"

"I'm not convinced! Why doesn't Lu Ran run? Why do Xiang Xiang Xianyang believers dare to fight, why don't they cry? I'm not convinced!!"

In the lens, the headless female corpse leaning on the overpass railing finally shattered, dissolving into a thick mist.

Along with it, the blood she had spilled on the ground also turned into wisps of green smoke.

Everything was like an unrealistic dream.

For others, everyone had perfectly handled a crisis, but for Lu Ran, he had gained something on another level!

The lingering spirits of the Thread-Puppet Shadow clan had already been collected into the Sculpture Garden, becoming nourishment for Yemo Yemo Xiesu.

"A capable hand," Lu Ran murmured in his heart.

It was undeniable that the Thread-Puppet Shadow clan had obvious flaws; their movement speed was sluggish.

But under Lu Ran's command, he could pair her with teammates!

The Thread-Puppet Shadow clan, possessing such powerful defense and crowd-control abilities, was very suitable for holding the center of a small squad.

At that time, arranging a few long-range DPS turret-type demons to accompany her on both sides...

Wouldn't that mean killing wherever they went?

"Let's go!" Lu Ran shouted loudly.

The Thread-Puppet Shadow clan was relatively rare, and their demon nest was likewise not open to the public.

In one sentence: killing them is pure profit!

Moreover, Lu Ran genuinely wanted to protect his hometown.

"Go!" Sun Sun Zhengfang, carried by Wei Long, flew over rapidly. "This tactical effect is quite good."

"Next time we encounter a Thread-Puppet Shadow, we'll fight just like this!"

"Alright," Lu Ran responded in a deep voice, suddenly turning his head to gaze into the distance.

Piercing through layers of rain curtains, Lu Ran vaguely saw a huge phantom.

Was that the Nuo Sha Divine Art: Dance of Nuo Sha?

What a fellow~

Countering control?

The Thread-Puppet Shadows use red threads to control human flesh, while Nuo Sha believers summon residual shadows to counter-control demon flesh!

The problem is, once this Dance of Nuo Sha is activated, it cannot be stopped!

Only when that believer's divine power is exhausted and their strength depleted will the dancing residual shadow disappear.

This means that squad is facing a huge survival crisis; otherwise, that Nuo Sha believer would not be fighting so desperately.

"Over there!" Lu Ran pointed remotely to the front right, as immortal mist churned beneath his feet.

"Slow down, Lu Ran!" Jiangjiang Ruyi flew rapidly across the night sky, shouting loudly.

Immediately, the mist beneath Lu Ran's feet thinned slightly.

Countless people of Great Xia heard the girl's determined words: "You can be fast, but you must take me with you!"

Such words, on this extremely perilous battlefield, appeared even more precious.

Jiangjiang Ruyi did not know how much these words of hers raised people's evaluation of her, or how many fans she gained.

She did not care about those things.

Jiangjiang Ruyi only wanted to do her utmost to protect Lu Ran's safety.

At the very least, she could share some of Lu Ran's burden, even if just a little bit.

"Aaaaaah!!"

A cry of grief and indignation came from afar, weighing heavily on the hearts of the few listeners.

All members of the Thread-Puppet Shadow clan appeared as women; this male voice must have come from a human soldier.

Lu Ran burst into the backyard of a restaurant and witnessed a rather chaotic battlefield.

Here was a four-person squad, configured as: a Nuo Sha believer, a Red Scarf believer, a Curse Master believer, and a Two Two Biwu believer.

Among them, the Red Scarf believer had already been controlled by a Thread-Puppet Shadow!

Yet that cry of grief and indignation did not come from the Red Scarf believer.

Under the pulling and control of the red threads, this rough-bearded burly man didn't even have the qualification to speak.

The roar came from the mouth of the Two Two Biwu believer!

In the center of the backyard, a phoenix tree shot up from the ground; on its bark, an angry male face emerged.

The Two Two Biwu believer had merged alone into the tree, releasing numerous branches that, like flexible whips, lashed at the Thread-Puppet Shadow.

The Thread-Puppet Shadow's red skirt danced, endless red silk swaying, binding tightly in a dense mesh.

"Aaaah!" Another angry shout rang out.

Lu Ran's heart jumped in surprise!

He saw a branch pierce through the battlefield where red threads and branches were tightly entangled, finally reaching right before the Thread-Puppet Shadow.

However, the Thread-Puppet Shadow's lips curled slightly upward, carrying a hint of mockery, as her fingertips trembled lightly.

The surging branch, its tip transformed into a sharp wooden thorn, seemed about to succeed, yet stopped abruptly.

The branch was forcibly halted in place, daring not to thrust forward even a fraction.

Because that rough-bearded Red Scarf believer had stepped in front of the Thread-Puppet Shadow!

The Red-Scarf Believer's body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with immense grief and indignation; he had already become a puppet for the evil spirit.

Both his wrists and ankles were bound by thin red threads.

His neck, too, was wrapped round after round with red silk threads.

Strictly speaking, the Xie Fa·Thread-Pulling Line could only control the target's body.

The Red-Scarf Believer should have been able to Shi Zhan Shen Fa, at least creating a Water-Flow Armor to protect his own life.

But at this moment, there was no armor on his body!

This was because the Thread-Pulling Clan possessed another Xie Fa—Thread-Pulling Chaos!

This technique could massively disrupt the divine power within the target's body, causing it to run wild in all directions, making it difficult to mobilize or utilize.

This left the Red-Scarf Believer helpless, able only to await slaughter at others' hands.

If the Evil Spirit·Thread-Pulling Shadow wished, the red threads coiling around the Red-Scarf Believer's neck could easily strangle him to death!

But clearly, Thread-Pulling Shadow did not intend to kill the Red-Scarf Believer so easily.

She possessed a cruel nature and a vicious heart; she...

... had not yet played enough!

Would it not be more interesting to let humans kill their own kind?

"Trouble," Jiangjiang Ruyi said, her expression extremely Grim.

She intended to use her divine weapon to sever those red threads.

But if she did so, what if Thread-Pulling Shadow sensed the danger and immediately struck with lethal force?

Ultimately, the Red-Scarf Believer's neck was being strangled!

Thread-Pulling Shadow needed only to twitch her fingertips to end the human's life.

No matter how fast the divine weapon was, it could never be faster than the slight tremor of her fingertips.

Even more terrifying was that Thread-Pulling Shadow's body was swaying gently along with the Nuo-Sha Dance.

Jiangjiang Ruyi feared that with one careless move, the other party would kill the Red-Scarf Believer.

Far behind Thread-Pulling Shadow, a residual image taller than a phoenix tree was performing a mysterious dance.

Thread-Pulling Shadow had indeed fallen victim to the effect, but she was not completely controlled.

It was evident that Thread-Pulling Shadow and the Nuo-Sha Believer were of the same realm; indeed, in terms of minor stages, Thread-Pulling Shadow should be one step ahead of the Nuo-Sha Believer.

Otherwise, the amplitude of her swaying should not have been so slight.

Compared to the control exerted by the Xie Fa·Thread-Pulling Line, the controlling power of the Shi Zhan Shen Fa·Nuo-Sha Dance was truly lacking!

But it must be stated that Thread-Pulling Line was a single-target control, whereas Nuo-Sha Dance was an area control.

The two techniques operated in different domains.

This was also why the huge residual image summoned by the Nuo-Sha Believer was located far behind the evil spirit.

If the Shi Zhan Shen Fa·Nuo-Sha Dance had been cast in the center of the arena, even their human companions would have been forced to dance along.

"Crack! Crack!"

The red silk threads lashed about wildly.

The square characters floating above Thread-Pulling Shadow's head were easily shattered by the strikes.

On the phoenix tree, amidst the dense branches, a female Moon-Gazer stood on a fork, stubbornly casting spells.

Her hands formed seals, and divine power continuously surged in her palms.

A string of square characters appeared once more, only to be whipped into fragments by the red threads again.

As a support-type Spellcaster Believer, she was truly powerless; she could only repeatedly Shi Zhan Shen Fa·Heart-Confusing Curse, attempting to bewilder and disrupt the evil spirit's mind.

This action was completely futile!

With red threads filling the sky and swaying wildly, how could Thread-Pulling Shadow possibly fall for it?

Yet, the female Moon-Gazer's face was filled with sorrow, her eyes rimmed with red, as she continued to cast spells again and again.

That look of desperate helplessness made one's heart ache to the point of breaking...

Meanwhile, that female Nuo-Sha disciple, wearing a fierce mask on her face, relied on her extremely swift and agile movements to launch an assault against Thread-Pulling Shadow.

Thread-Pulling Shadow, however, did not even look at the Nuo-Sha Believer!

The Thread-Pulling Clan inherently possessed considerable intelligence, or perhaps she had just suffered a setback; in any case, Thread-Pulling Shadow ignored the female Nuo-Sha disciple, simply allowing her red skirt to block the opponent's charge.

"Lu Ran, don't shout! Absolutely don't!" Sun Sun Zhengfang arrived shortly after, speaking immediately with an extremely serious expression.

He was very familiar with the characteristics of Lu Ran's Shi Zhan Shen Fa.

Once Lu Ran opened his mouth, Thread-Pulling Shadow would indeed be distracted, but in her extremely violent state, she might very well strangle that Red-Scarf Believer as a casual act!

"Mm." Lu Ran had not intended to shout in the first place.

The moment he saw the Red-Scarf Believer being controlled, he had abandoned the idea of using the Sound of Despair.

The scene before them was also transmitted via camera to thousands of households across Great Xia.

In Lu Ran's channel, layers of bullet comments drifted by:

"What should we do?"

"Go quickly, Lu Ran! Save people quickly, hurry!"

"Don't talk nonsense without feeling the pain; how can you save them? One careless move and the Moon-Gazer's life will be gone!"

"Isn't there a divine weapon? Go cut the red threads!"

"I'm crying to death; I really can't bear to watch this scene. My uncle was a Red-Scarf Believer; he passed away on the fifteenth of last month..."

Jiangjiang Ruyi's voice suddenly echoed into thousands of households:

"Qiu Mo Shen Fa·Blood Sea Chaos."

This technique allowed Qiu Mo disciples to release crimson qi waves, disrupting the energy within enemies and interfering with their spellcasting.

"The enemy has hostages," Sun Sun Zhengfang murmured, his mind racing.

In terms of technique range, there was no problem.

The River-grade Thread-Dress had an effective defense range of 30 meters, and the River-grade Blood Sea Chaos also covered a radius of 30 meters.

The problem was that the Divine-method Blood Sea Chaos was soft control, not hard control!

You couldn't guarantee that the surging Blood Sea would completely interfere with the threads in the demon's hands immediately.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield had reached a balance.

The human soldiers launched attack after attack, only to return without success each time.

That was why the demon Thread-Shadow remained unhurried, toying cruelly with the humans.

Once the situation changed, if Thread-Shadow's mindset shifted even slightly, she could casually move a finger, and the Red Scarf believer would be dead!

With hostages in the opponent's hands, it was truly too difficult.

They feared striking the rat lest they break the vase, their hands and feet bound!

"I'll do it!" Lu Ran suddenly spoke.

Two short words, resonant and powerful.

"How will you do it?" Sun Sun Zhengfang looked at Lu Ran, his heart filled with hope.

This youth had given him far too many surprises.

Sun Sun Zhengfang was willing to trust Lu Ran, and even more, he hoped Lu Ran could successfully save this Red Scarf believer.

Lu Ran looked at the chaotic tangle of red threads, red cloth, and tree branches:

"Thread-Shadow has never looked at the Nuo-Sha believer."

A vague guess formed in Sun Sun Zhengfang's mind: "You want to...?"

Lu Ran said in a deep voice: "I will charge in from the direction where the Nuo-Sha believer is rushing, carrying my divine weapon.

Once I spot an opportunity, I will hurl the divine weapon and sever those five threads!"

Sun Sun Zhengfang:!!!

(End of Chapter)