Chapter 558: Vivian's Most Useful Episode

The evening breeze of early July blew the dry heat of midsummer into Hannya City, but in the dense forest in the northern suburbs, the air was sticky and cold, like dew condensed on a tombstone.

The wildly growing grass was pressed low by the rapidly passing figures, then sprang back, making a fine rustling sound, accompanied by the gnashing of rat teeth.

Two hundred Plague-Tooth Assassins passed through the silent forest like a grey tide.

"Faster, all faster! You bunch of pigs who haven't eaten their fill!"

Shi Shi Laike cursed in a low voice, his green-bean-sized eyes flashing with both panic and ruthlessness in the darkness.

He carried a heavy iron jar on his back, wrapped with leather straps, and the liquid sloshing inside was like the saliva of the God of Death.

As long as this thing was poured into the water well of Hannya City, in less than three days, the human trinkets living there would turn into a purgatory of living dead!

Thinking of this, Shi Shi Laike was almost laughing out loud, and the joy of revenge already bloomed in his thief-like rat eyes.

He didn't doubt at all that the stupid human guards must be sleeping on the city wall at this moment, not knowing that the poisonous fangs of the God of Death had already approached their throats!

Night—

Was the home field of rats!

It was just a pity that these rats ultimately suffered from a lack of culture, not knowing that there was a creature called a "bat" above the cave.

The Blood Clan was at least one of the high-level demons blessed by the Demon God Lord Bayeli; what kind of thing was the Gluttonous Rat Lord Geluo?

Let its prototype come over and talk again!

"Squeak—"

A short, mournful cry came from ahead, making the high-spirited Shi Shi Laike instantly alert, subconsciously braking his steps.

Following the leader's stop, the team charging forward paused abruptly, their eyes looking around vigilantly, really looking like something.

"What happened?" Shi Shi Laike roared in rat language in a low voice, but the scouts ahead had no response, as if they had been swallowed by the night.

That short, mournful cry seemed to be the only information.

And Shi Shi Laike's expression became increasingly suspicious, his fur-covered claws pressing on the poison-quenched dagger at his waist, tightening every inch of nerve in his body.

Time flowed quietly in the silence.

The originally noisy insect chirps had disappeared at some point, and the whole forest was terrifyingly quiet, with only the whimpering of the evening breeze blowing through the treetops, like the breathing of a carnivorous beast.

The aura of fear gradually spread among the rat-men, and the little eyes under the hoods revealed panic, their powerful hind claws retreating unconsciously.

And just at this time, a wisp of faint mist spread from the edge of the forest. Although the mist drifted slowly, it only took a few breaths to fill the entire forest.

Shi Shi Laike's nerves finally tightened to the limit, and just as he was about to order a retreat, a light laugh entered his ears.

"Kuku-ku..."

That laugh was crisp and pleasant, but carried a chill that made one feel like falling into an ice cellar.

"Kuku-ku... playing stealth games in front of the daughter of the night, don't you think you're being a bit self-indulgent?" An evil voice sounded in the mist, the rising tone carrying a trace of teasing, like a wild cat playing with its prey.

The moonlight pierced through the clouds at this very moment.

Shi Shi Laike's pupils shrank violently.

He saw a figure standing in the open space ahead; it was a girl wearing a black-bottomed, white-edged nun's habit.

Her hair was like blooming violets, and her ruby-like eyes flashed with a scarlet as sticky as fresh blood. A holy headscarf covered the top of her head, but it didn't make people feel a trace of warmth like a spring breeze, but instead felt even more blasphemous—

This kind of blasphemy was as if the real nun had been eaten by her, and the one standing here was just a bat occupying the magpie's nest.

"Who are you! Who dares to block the path of Lord Shi Shi Laike!" Shi Shi Laike let out a panicked shout, and the dagger was drawn like lightning.

It had to be said that although rats were smart, they still couldn't get rid of the problem of path dependence. Every time they encountered danger, they would gesture blindly, afraid that others wouldn't know they were bluffing.

Vivian's eyes narrowed slightly; except for one person, no one had dared to speak to the "Little Overlord of the Demon Capital" like this.

She didn't even need to open her mouth; twenty knights wearing fine steel light armor had already walked out of the night silently, pairs of scarlet eyes like unsheathed swords.

"Shi... whatever? Forget it, your name is not important, just like your conspiracy, blame yourself for provoking an existence you shouldn't have—"

"Kill them all!" Shi Shi Laike screamed, fear making him instinctively choose to strike first, "There are only twenty of them!"

Although that terrifying momentum was chilling, when a Lower-Tier Transcendent encountered a High-Tier Transcendent, it didn't mean they had no chance at all.

Two hundred Plague-Tooth Assassins roared and charged up, the poison-quenched blades shining with ghostly blue death light in the moonlight, swearing to bite a piece of meat off them!

However—

This was destined to be an asymmetric hunt.

They didn't even see clearly the weapons in the hands of those twenty knights, and streaks of blood-colored afterimages had already rushed in front of them.

"Puchi—"

The first muffled sound of tearing cloth came.

A rat-man assassin rushing at the front didn't even see the enemy's movement clearly before his chest was directly pierced by a pale palm.

The knight wearing fine steel silver armor didn't even look at the heart in her hand, and the sharp nails turned into a streak of blood-colored light, printing that frantic expression into the eyes of one rat-man after another.

Followed by the second sound, the third sound!

Pop, pop—

The successive bursting sounds turned into blood-colored mandalas blooming in the night, completely a one-sided slaughter!

These Blood Clan knights had at least the strength of the peak of Silver-tier, and their combat experience was extremely rich; ordinary Gold-tier Transcendents might not even be their opponents.

And the silver-short-haired knight commander leading them had the strength of the peak of Gold-tier. She saw the rapier in her hand dance into an impenetrable spider web, and like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, she beheaded the rat-man elites who delivered themselves to her door one after another!

A trace of fear finally appeared in Shi Shi Laike's eyes, but he didn't retreat, instead locking his gaze on the nun with the eerie smile.

As long as he caught that guy...

Five elite assassins attempting to sneak attack Vivian from behind leaped high, but before their bodies began to fall, they were fixed in mid-air by an invisible force.

"Squeak—!"

They screamed in panic, struggling, their rat eyes filled with fear, no longer seeing a trace of the fierce-in-appearance-but-weak-in-reality from half a second ago.

Vivian didn't even turn her head, just smiled and snapped her fingers, just like her most respected elder brother.

"Really... not elegant at all."

Snap!

The crisp snap shattered the night sky, and blood holes instantly burst open on the bodies of the five rat-man assassins, blood being forcibly pulled out from their blood vessels, turning into thousands of silk threads, weaving a cluster of blooming bouquets in the night sky.

The silk threads shuttling through the air were like invisible crossbow arrows, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen rat-men were pierced through the chest, offering their hearts to the nun standing in the blood shadow.

Broken limbs and internal organs rained down in the night sky.

Watching the remains drifting with the wind, Vivian's fingertips slid gently, placing the flesh and blood of those dozens of rat-men aside.

If she really was a nun, there was probably no demon more evil than her.

Seeing this scene that was like hell, the fur all over Shi Shi Laike's body stood up, finally realizing what kind of terrifying opponent he was facing.

Platinum-tier!

This guy was at least Platinum-tier!

And she likely had something incredible hidden on her!

The fear inscribed deep in his genes was awakened; that was the instinct of prey facing a top predator.

Shi Shi Laike didn't even look at those subordinates who were being slaughtered, and with the iron jar hanging behind him, he bolted toward the densest part of the forest without looking back!

Run!

Must run away!

As long as he entered the dense forest, as long as he burrowed into a rat hole, no one could catch a rat-man who was determined to escape!

At this very moment, Shi Shi Laike had obviously forgotten how he was caught here, only caring about fleeing for his life.

The whistling gale swept past his ears, and the screams behind him grew further and further away; just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly crashed into an invisible wall head-on.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound!

Shi Shi Laike was sent flying by the reaction force, falling heavily into the muddy water mixed with fallen leaves, his nasal bone losing all sensation.

The belated pain crawled onto his brow, he couldn't care about checking his injuries, and ran to the front again in two or three steps, reaching out tremblingly to touch the front.

There was nothing there.

Yet when he wanted to stretch his claws forward again, an invisible force hit his fingertips, making him stagger two steps and fall backward in pain.

It's a barrier!

Shi Shi Laike's face was filled with panic.

Their retreat had long since been sealed off!

"No..."

Shi Shi Laike's knees softened, he knelt on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I was forced!"

He said with snot and tears, holding the iron jar containing the "Black Reaper" high, as if offering a treasure.

"Shi Shi Laike surrenders! Shi Shi Laike was instigated by others! I, I, I have intelligence! You don't know how bad that bunch of Graveyard Keepers are, I know everything!"

There was no loyalty in the rat-man creed, only survival.

As long as he could live, it didn't matter who he betrayed.

Just then, a sneer sounded abruptly above the treetops, crawling onto Shi Shi Laike's neck like a ghost, making all the stiff fur on his body stand up.

"I knew it, things like rats are never worth trusting."

In the moonlight, grey figures appeared in the forest like ghosts.

They wore tattered grey robes, wore pale masks on their faces, and emitted a decaying aura like the undead.

They were undoubtedly living people, but more like ghosts than living people, numbering a full thirty. And in the middle of them stood a middle-aged man wearing a mask, emitting a terrifying aura, even a point higher than that nun standing in the pool of blood!

Upon hearing that voice, the Shi Shi Laike who was kneeling and begging for mercy was scared out of his wits, the jar he was holding almost slipping from his hands.

Master Meilin!

This bunch of guys had actually been following behind, they had never trusted him at all!

They were just using him as bait to test the waters!

Meilin didn't even look at those fully armed knights, nor did he look at those little rats who were almost slaughtered.

He looked at Shi Shi Laike, his eyes cold, as if looking at a dead rat.

"Since you failed, then take the secret to the grave."

He raised his withered right hand and pointed his index finger lightly.

Without any chanting, a pitch-black death light instantly burst from the ring on his index finger, pointing straight at Shi Shi Laike's brow!

Shi Shi Laike widened his eyes, not even having time to let out a scream.

Just as that pitch-black death light was about to pierce the rat-man's skull, a sudden change occurred!

"Hum—"

Only to see the air twist strangely, and that strike capable of killing a Gold-tier powerhouse in seconds, as if hitting an invisible mirror, was actually forcibly deflected to the side!

"Boom—!"

A hundred meters away, an oak tree as thick as three people could embrace was cut in half, leaving only a charred trace at the cut.

Shi Shi Laike was scared out of his wits, scrambling into the bushes beside him, together with the jar full of "Black Reaper" on his back.

"Who?!"

Meilin's pupils contracted violently, turning his head abruptly, looking at a shadow a hundred meters to his left.

The night sky shrouded there seemed thicker than elsewhere, and even the moonlight couldn't penetrate it. And in the deepest part of that darkness, a terrifying pressure was spreading silently...

That was not a cold murderous aura, but a condescension above all living beings, making his soul tremble involuntarily!

It was like an ant crawling on a sand dune, suddenly sensing a boot hanging over its head!

Vivian also felt it.

However, unlike those "Graveyard Keepers" standing in the shadows, her scarlet pupils surged with heartfelt surprise.

"Elder Brother!"

Elder Brother?!

Meilin was stunned for a moment.

Before he could taste the meaning behind this intimate call, a death omen like a blade pressed against the back of his neck stung his brow.

Without any hesitation!

His body instinctively retreated violently!

And almost the moment he left his original position, a pitch-black flame licked silently from under his shadow.

There was no explosive roar, nor was there the scorching heat that tore through space; there was only the deathly silence that swallowed all light and temperature!

Five "Graveyard Keepers" who reacted slightly slowly didn't even have time to let out their final screams before they were swallowed by that gentle black flame, turning into fly ash, together with their fear, dissolving into the boundless night!

Meilin landed on a tree root ten meters away, cold sweat soaking the clothes on his back, looking suspiciously at the man standing in the shadows.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Do you people only know how to ask this one sentence?" Luo Yan said slowly, his tone carrying a bit of sleepiness toward the boring performance.

"Kuku-ku! My elder brother is the famous—Woo-hoo%￥#!!"

The triumphant Vivian just wanted to show off a bit, but an invisible giant hand appeared abruptly, covering her little mouth, and the chattering voice turned into indistinct whimpering.

"Shh."

Luo Yan raised a finger, pressing it against his lips.

Vivian's body trembled like an electric shock for a moment, a trace of unnatural blush quickly rising on her cheeks, and the gibberish turned into soft humming.

Ah—

This is the feeling.

She is healed.

The only regret is that it wasn't the real elder brother's giant hand.

Snow-Nite and the other Blood Clan knights standing in the rear had a tacit understanding to go blind, focusing on their enemies, ignoring the little master whose brain was not normal.

Being able to mix into their position, not one was a fool. Whether it was the next-next head of the Prince Kelin family, or the terrifying Demon King, neither were people they "outsiders" could chew the tongue about.

Looking at Vivian who closed her eyes and enjoyed, Luo Yan only felt the magic wand was a bit hot.

How come his subordinates were more abstract than the other, always wanting to pretend to be cool for him. He was actually a very low-key person, especially when he couldn't decide which vest to use. ===== CHAPTER 559 =====