Chapter 103: Different abilities (Seeking monthly votes)

Hearing the ding-ding-dang-dang sound, feeling her shoulders become exceptionally cold, and failing to discover the source of the danger, Lyra's first reaction was to use "Paper Figurine Substitute."

Her body rapidly became smaller and thinner, turning into a well-cut paper figurine.

The paper figurine darkened rapidly, instantly becoming yellow and brittle, as if it had been left for ten or twenty years.

Silently, the aged, pale yellow paper figurine disintegrated into countless tiny fragments.

Lyra's figure was outlined again at the stairwell, still holding the kerosene lamp from before, but the next second, she felt her shoulders getting cold again.

Amidst a surge of thoughts, she raised her right hand and pinched the bridge of her nose.

She activated "Spirit Vision" and looked toward the opposite room, toward the glass window there.

Against the backdrop of the night outside, illuminated by the dim yellow light of the kerosene lamp, the glass of the washroom was nearly equivalent to a mirror, reflecting Lyra's upper body.

Sitting on each of her shoulders was a transparent, blurry baby!

Those babies had round, fleshy faces, pale skin tinged with blue, and extremely twisted expressions.

At this moment, they were both leaning forward, bringing their mouths to Lyra's neck, as if sucking on something.

Seeing this, Lyra not only didn't panic but instead felt relieved.

Being able to discover the source of the abnormality was much better than everything being unknown!

In this way, she could distinguish the nature of the problem and make targeted choices.

Just like now!

Lyra pulled out the exquisite silver pistol and pulled the trigger, aiming at the transparent and terrifying baby on her left shoulder.

Bang!

A golden bullet flew out of the muzzle, wreathed in illusory flames.

The baby immediately let out a "wa-wa-wa" cry, flying away from Lyra's shoulder while being burned by the golden flames.

Bang! Lyra fired another shot above the other shoulder.

The violently burning baby ghost cried loudly as it followed its companion, flying toward the end of the corridor.

A female figure appeared there, her eyes near-blue, her features soft, her face round, and her black hair draped over her shoulders. It was none other than the assistant priest's mistress, the sister of the shepherd Pierre Berry, Sybil Berry.

Her skin was covered with a layer of blue, and two things resembling tumors grew on both sides of her neck.

Those two transparent, blurry babies flew back to her shoulders, each sucking on the corresponding "tumor," just like accepting breastfeeding.

As they sucked, the golden flames that had ignited them gradually extinguished.

However, Lyra wouldn't just watch, so she aimed at Sybil Berry and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the bullet, which looked as if it were cast from gold, passed through the distance of only a few meters and accurately hit Sybil's head.

For some reason, Sybil didn't try to dodge, and a bloody hole instantly appeared on her forehead.

Inside the hole, milky white and blood red intertwined, and illusory golden flames quickly devoured them.

Clatter, Sybil fell down, losing signs of life, and those two transparent babies with blue faces cried in pain as they dissipated.

Was it solved just like that? Lyra couldn't believe it at all.

The silver bells on her veil and boots were still ding-ding-dang-dang, even more intensely than before!

In a flash, Lyra felt something cold and gloomy growing rapidly within her body.

She hurriedly looked toward the washroom, toward the glass window there, and saw that the skin on her face had been stained blue at some point.

The next second, her body regressed into a paper figurine.

The paper figurine curled itself into a ball and fell heavily onto the floor.

Lyra's figure appeared in the washroom, but the feeling of that cold and gloomy thing growing in her body hadn't disappeared.

Almost at the same time, a soft voice rang in her ear:

"I signed a contract with a strange Spirit Realm creature and can borrow one of its traits."

"No matter who kills me, I can be reborn in their body and occupy it."

"You are very beautiful, I like you very much, the assistant priest should like you very much too..."

Hearing Sybil's words, Lyra didn't even think and rushed out of the washroom, holding the silver-white pistol and the kerosene lamp.

She had to find Valentine.

Exorcism was one of the things the "Sun" domain was best at, and they were very restraining toward similar things!

…………

Valentine was trapped in the area near the balcony.

This place was surrounded by thick, black vines covered in sharp thorns hanging from the roof, blooming with bloody, foul-smelling giant flowers.

Valentine half-spread his arms, letting golden flames appear out of thin air, burning the strange things all around.

Just then, a figure appeared in mid-air.

Wearing a white robe with gold trim, with very short black hair, serious blue eyes, and a slightly hooked nose, it was the assistant priest of Cordu Village, Guillaume Bénet.

Having ended his invisibility state, he floated in mid-air, looking at Valentine below, and whispered in Ancient Hermes:

"Valentine!"

Accompanying this sound, dark light seemed to flash inside the assistant priest's robe.

This was an ability Guillaume Bénet had obtained from a Spirit Realm creature by utilizing the specialty of a "Faceless":

By calling out the target's true name, he influenced their spirit body, causing them to have reactions like dizziness.

In this process, the closer the language used was to nature and the Spirit Realm, and the more one knew about the target's true situation, the better the effect.

If one's own spirit body strength was significantly higher than the opponent's, one could even directly pull out the enemy's spirit, leaving them completely dazed and unable to resist.

Hearing the assistant priest's call, Valentine's mind buzzed, and he fell into a sudden dizziness, finding it difficult to think for a moment.

However, he quickly controlled this state and regained clarity.

Since entering Cordu Village, he hadn't reported his full name, so the assistant priest Guillaume Bénet's ability definitely wouldn't have a very good effect.

Guillaume Bénet hadn't expected to succeed either. While Valentine hadn't completely shaken off the dizziness, he threw out a human bone he had prepared in advance.

Pop, as the bone landed, the assistant priest in mid-air quickly chanted in Hermes:

"Cannot see, cannot hear, cannot wake up."

This was a curse, also an ability Guillaume Bénet had obtained through a contract:

Throwing a bone symbolizing a dead person, making the target unable to see things, hear sounds, or open their eyes, just like a dead person.

Valentine wasn't sleeping at the moment, so naturally, there wouldn't be a situation of "cannot wake up," but the dizziness that hadn't completely disappeared from his body clearly intensified, to the point where his vision was blurry, his ears were buzzing, he couldn't see things beyond three meters, and he couldn't hear sounds outside that range.

Seizing this opportunity, the assistant priest extended his right palm.

His blue eyes turned pale, transparent to the point of appearing illusory.

Around Valentine, one after another, complex mercury-colored symbols formed by tiny rivers intertwining appeared. They formed a vast, illusory river with shimmering waves.

This river had countless tributaries downstream, and as the main trunk advanced, most of them were swallowed, leaving only one.

Guillaume Bénet observed for a few seconds, and while Valentine hadn't yet broken free from the curse of not being able to hear, see, or sense, he reached for one of the mercury-colored symbols.

He wanted to enlarge the corresponding tributary, making Valentine's fate of being paralyzed by the abyss flowers all around a reality.

…………

The shadow to the side raised an axe and slashed at Ryan. The keen warrior dodged in time, dropping the kerosene lamp he had been holding.

His body was rapidly covered in silver-white full-body armor, and a giant sword condensed from light appeared in his hand.

Clang, clang, clang!

Ryan slashed continuously, hacking the shadow back onto the wall, while letting points of dawn cover the surroundings, driving away the shadows in this area.

The arms that were or pitch-black, or pale, or evil, or terrifying, that had wanted to reach out from behind the shadows, were immediately pushed very far away, making it difficult to grab Ryan's body.

Amidst the clanging sounds, the shadow retreated completely into the wall, becoming normal.

It then disappeared under the illumination of the dawn.

Not far away, the remaining shadows grew larger, and the shepherd Pierre Berry, wearing a long coat and a hood, walked out.

He leaned forward slightly, holding an axe, and sprinted toward Ryan like a wild bull.

With every step he took, a layer of seal on some kind of power accumulated in his body was unlocked. After a few steps, Pierre Berry didn't seem to have grown taller, but he seemed to have the posture and strength of a giant.

Ryan opposite him also grew significantly larger, wielding the "Dawn Sword" with both hands, slashing toward the enemy charging like a wild bull.

Clang!

The giant sword and the axe collided, sparking a series of fire.

Pierre Berry and Ryan retreated at the same time, one taking three steps to stabilize his figure, the other taking only one.

Ryan braced his back foot, seized the opportunity while Pierre Berry hadn't stood firm, and lunged forward, slashing at his front.

Just then, Pierre Berry opened his mouth.

His tongue had weirdly turned into a strange chameleon.

The chameleon's head was clamped between its two legs, and one of its front feet was stuffed into its mouth.

As soon as he saw this chameleon, Ryan's head felt intense pain, to the point that the attack he attempted failed.

Headache curse!

An ability the shepherd Pierre Berry had obtained through a contract from a strange spirit who liked to study various curses while alive.

Seizing the opportunity of Ryan's headache, he let the retreating shadows make a comeback and launched a violent attack on his opponent.

Amidst the clang-clang-clang sounds, Ryan was slashed back repeatedly.

…………

At the same time as the movement appeared outside, Lu Mi rolled over and sat up, instinctively saying to Aurora beside him:

"There's an abnormality!"

"Go out and meet up with Ryan and the others!"

This was a principle Ryan had repeatedly told the siblings:

When encountering an attack, try to move toward each other; a team that cooperates with each other is far superior to five people fighting alone!

"Okay!" Aurora left the bed, reaching out to touch the hidden pocket of her dress while running toward the door.

Just as Lu Mi approached the open bedroom door, he suddenly saw a person.

It was the assistant priest Michel Garique, wearing a white robe with gold trim.

This handsome, curly-haired young man had hollow eyes and smiled at Lu Mi:

"Do you want to pray?"

With a puff, Lu Mi pulled out his axe backhanded and slashed at Michel's neck.

Michel's head tilted to the side, but not much blood flowed out.

He looked at Lu Mi askew, asking with a brilliant smile as if nothing had happened:

"Do you want to pray?"

Lu Mi was about to raise the axe to cut again and break this guy's neck when he suddenly had a strong premonition of danger.

Relying on the terrifying flexibility of a "Dancer," he turned his body violently and slashed the axe behind him.

The next second, his gaze froze.

He saw Aurora.

Aurora's light blue eyes had also become exceptionally hollow at some point, and she was throwing the powder ground from some kind of tree in her hand at Lu Mi.

Looking at his sister's familiar face, the axe Lu Mi slashed became slower and slower until it stopped.

He even forgot to dodge.

A crackling sound erupted, and a ball of silver-white lightning fell on Lu Mi's head.

He fainted instantly.

His vision went completely dark.

ps: Seeking monthly votes~

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