Chapter 284: I Feel Like I Couldn't Even Beat a Rabbit!

The dark red glow in Bishop Miller's eyes flickered with momentary chaos, filled with madness, and his skin simultaneously turned smooth and mottled, resembling the surface of some marine creature.

A low, croaking pant issued from his mouth, and slimy, repulsive tentacles slithered out from beneath his deep blue robes.

It seemed that Bishop Miller's mental state had not been very sound to begin with—he had even shown signs of corruption—and under the "Frenzy" of the psychologist, he lost control outright!

In the next moment, thick brambles burst rapidly through the ground and entwined with the slimy tentacles on Bishop Miller's body.

An ink-like blackness spread across those slimy, repulsive tentacles.

The thorns on the brambles pierced into the tentacles, continuously releasing nerve-paralyzing toxins.

Seeing this, Klein narrowed his eyes slightly. Tu Ba Ge's combat experience was richer than he had expected—it was even quite proficient in fighting.

Muttering to himself, he then switched to the soul driven by Creeping Hunger.

His left-hand glove took on a layer of gold, his expression turned solemn, and his gaze locked onto Bishop Miller ahead and around him, still tangled with the brambles.

His pupils lit up instantly, flashing with light like lightning.

In the next moment, Bishop Miller let out a scream. The tentacles grappling with the brambles either snapped the thick brambles apart or were themselves snapped by them, spilling thick black-green fluid that sizzled as it hit the ground.

His spirit had been pierced, and an indescribable, extreme agony erupted in his mind; the wind blades that had already formed around him instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

The surrounding ground was broken through once more—this time, what emerged were not brambles but man-eating flowers with scarlet maws agape, baring blood-colored fangs.

Like ravenous beasts, they clamped onto Bishop Miller's head, torso, and the slimy tentacles beneath his feet.

Klein seized the opportunity, took two steps forward, leaned back slightly, and spread his arms wide in a gesture of embracing the sun.

Abruptly, the surroundings grew bright, the air seemed to heat up in an instant, and the howling gale died down just as suddenly.

Then, a magnificent, pure, blazing pillar of light descended from the sky, enveloping Bishop Miller.

The man-eating flowers that Tu Ba Ge had summoned through the wooden staff in his hand showed signs of withering, but they still clamped down on Bishop Miller tenaciously, though they seemed to be struggling.

Bishop Miller's body, gripped tightly by the man-eating flowers, began to evaporate—first the outer skin, then the tentacles, and finally the flesh.

By the time the brilliant pillar of light Klein had summoned vanished, all that remained in place were some dry, yellowed vine brambles and a puddle of monster composed of white bones and flesh, its aura weakened to the extreme!

"He's still not dead—the vitality of someone who has lost control is truly tenacious. If it were me, I'd have become a roast rabbit by now!"

Tu Ba Ge off to the side curled his lip and muttered under his breath.

Klein gave an almost imperceptible nod and maintained the cold, hard tone of Gehrman Sparrow:

"Go help them."

After instructing Tu Ba Ge, Klein stepped forward a few paces and stopped beside Bishop Miller's remains. He crouched slightly, leaned forward, and pressed his left hand, bearing Creeping Hunger, onto that puddle of flesh.

At the center of his left palm, a gap split open silently, and two rows of phantom, gleaming white teeth grew from within, frantically devouring the residual flesh and spirituality of Bishop Miller.

Tu Ba Ge, witnessing this scene, shuddered. It suddenly felt that Klein, having become Gehrman Sparrow, was somewhat terrifying.

It hastily grabbed its wooden staff and ran toward Daniz's side. Of that group of headless bodies, two had already fallen, all burned into charred black cinders.

Tu Ba Ge kicked off hard, leaving a shallow mark on the ground, and his entire body transformed into a streak of gray light, pouncing swiftly onto a headless body that had been closing in on the siblings Donna and Denton.

Under the horrified gazes of Crivus and the others, it planted both legs fiercely into the chest of the headless body, kicking it several meters away and sending it crashing to the ground.

It then extended a paw, pulled out a handful of plant seeds from the black cloth satchel slung across its body, and scattered them casually.

The moment these seeds touched the ground, they began to grow wildly, becoming bizarre, thick vines that looked as though they had mutated from many different kinds of plants.

These vines rapidly entwined the headless body it had kicked away.

Then, relying on similar tactics, it dragged, pulled, or kicked the remaining three headless bodies and tossed them all together.

The vines on the ground rapidly twisted and writhed, binding them into a cluster.

Daniz watched dumbfounded as Tu Ba Ge executed its smooth maneuvers. Was this fat rabbit really that formidable? Why did he feel like he couldn't even beat a rabbit!

Ahem! He cleared his throat and stood up straight.

He raised his right hand slightly, and crimson fire rapidly gathered in his palm, swiftly condensing into a long spear wreathed in blazing white flames.

Then, his eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze locked onto the headless bodies bound together by the vines, and the blazing white spear in his hand was hurled forth.

Boom!

Flames surged and the sound of an explosion rang out.

He condensed flame spear after flame spear in succession, hurling each one—every spear embedding firmly into the headless bodies, blasting them until their skin split and flesh tore, sending up a chain of firelight.

He then raised both hands and thrust them forward, condensing one crimson Fire Crow after another before him.

Daniz controlled these flame crows, sending them crashing into the headless bodies from different angles, keeping them perpetually unable to break free of the flames' embrace.

Klein, having finished feeding Creeping Hunger, walked back. He glanced at Daniz, whose forehead was beaded with fine sweat, then withdrew his gaze and strode forward with ease.

His right hand slipped quietly inside his coat, touching the Sun Brooch, and he poured spirituality into it.

Ahead, within the crimson, golden phantom flames ignited out of thin air—these flames radiated the vast, surging aura of the sun, densely merging into a continuous sheet.

Those headless corpses, like boiling oil meeting open flame, rapidly melted beneath the golden flames that radiated a pure and sacred solar aura.

They collapsed to the ground, screaming and convulsing incessantly, soon burned into a puddle of dried, coagulated blood.

Phew~ That's taken care of. Gehrman Sparrow is truly strong—even facing the Captain, he'd have the power to contend. Daniz gazed at Klein and sighed silently in his heart.

Then, he saw Gehrman Sparrow cast a cold glance at him.

The expression on Daniz's face froze. He turned his neck somewhat stiffly, feigning an air of nonchalance.

Deep within the Spirit World, before a magnificent and expansive complex of buildings.

Rekton stood silently here, carefully surveying the structures. This was his first time coming to the Library in his true body.

Its architectural style was not much like a library—it was more like an ancient palace built within the Spirit World, or more precisely, a complex of palaces.

For it appeared to be formed by many tall buildings of different styles cleverly fitted together.

It seems different from how it was at the beginning—grander than before, and with more qualities of being alive. Muttering to himself, Rekton strode toward the Library's entrance.

The first thing to catch his eye was a Plague Doctor wearing a bird-beak mask, holding a cane, and draped in a pitch-black robe.

A faint green glow flickered within the bird-beak mask on its head, lending it an eerie and lifelike quality.

Behind them there were also holy unicorns, flame-wreathed fire demons, beautiful and icy snow maidens.

Placing these at the gate, is it to add a horrifying atmosphere to the library? The thought flashed through his mind, and Lei Ke Dun had already walked past the gate area where the statues were placed.

Upon entering the library, he saw a thin old man wearing a lemon-yellow robe and sporting a long white beard.

He was concentrating on flipping through a book; from the cover it looked like a newly compiled work, its title directly reading 'On the Discussion of Prophecy,' giving off a modern knowledge-church vibe.

"Good evening, Mr. Wei Ni Tan."

Lei Ke Dun familiarly stepped forward and greeted him.

Yellow Light Wei Ni Tan then shifted his gaze from the book, looked at Lei Ke Dun, nodded with a smile, and said:

"Those statues placed at the gate were originally meant for passing spiritual beings to see, so we can gather feedback from them and also have them help broadcast that information and those stories."

Lei Ke Dun was stunned for a moment; he didn't expect the other to answer the thought that had flashed through his mind just as he entered the gate. He felt a sense of an honest hall.

He chuckled, nodded, and quickly gathered all his scattered thoughts.

This wasn't too difficult for him; usually, he preferred to keep that casual, wandering train of thought, letting his mind run wild. An overly rational state always made him feel lacking in humanity.

"You seem to have doubts you want me to answer."

Wei Ni Tan kindly offered a sentence.

Lei Ke Dun nodded slightly; he indeed had some questions. Yellow Light is the symbol of the astrology field, and it is a very suitable subject to inquire about.

Lei Ke Dun pondered briefly, then carefully opened his mouth to say:

"When I advanced to the rank of prophet, I caught glimpses of some fate; I saw some of my own future. All the streams of fate ultimately headed in the same direction, flowing into a greater fate that I cannot see clearly."

"My intuition tells me this is not how things normally should be."

(End of chapter)