Chapter 68: Evil Arts (Seeking monthly votes)

Valentine also saw the woman wearing the gray-white long dress, opened his arms with a hateful and cold expression, and made a gesture of embracing the sun.

A beam of incomparably bright and brilliant light descended from thin air, falling on the target holding the giant scissors.

The surroundings were instantly lit up, and the transparent faces emerging on the walls and glass didn't even have time to scream before they dissipated.

And that woman's body was clearly burning and evaporating, but it suddenly disappeared.

Lu Mian found this scene very familiar; when he hunted the mouthpart monster before, the other party had a similar performance.

Invisibility!

Of course, that woman might not have hidden her figure, but she definitely wasn't dead. Therefore, Lu Mian wasn't happy at all, but instead leaned toward Ryan, who had grown much larger.

Ryan, who was covered in silver-white full-body armor and holding a giant sword of light, was the one among the few people present that he felt he could trust the most.

He looked especially capable of fighting and especially good at combat!

At this time, behind Lyra, on the surface of the wall near the entrance of the tower, one of the pale-faced child faces suddenly drilled out and turned into that woman wearing the gray-white long dress.

The giant scissors in her hand directly clamped Lyra's neck.

*Clack! *

Lyra's head fell off, but there was no spray of blood; her body and head quickly became small and thin, turning into a torn paper figure that fell lightly to the ground.

Her figure wearing the pleated cashmere skirt was outlined in the air not far away.

With a *clang*, Ryan, whose face was covered by a silver-white face mask, raised the "Sword of Dawn" in his hands, took a step, and arrived at the position where Lyra had just stood, slashing heavily toward the woman in a diagonal slash.

That woman raised her scissors, trying to block, but was slashed into the wall along with her weapon.

Her figure disappeared again.

Behind Valentine, who was wearing a blue fine wool jacket, a swollen and blue face instantly replaced that woman.

She poked her body out and cut toward the back of Valentine's neck.

"Careful!" Lyra shouted loudly as soon as the woman appeared, reminding her companion to pay attention.

Valentine immediately "hummed," and his already spread arms closed slightly.

Golden, illusory flames jumped out from the void around him, connecting into a piece, turning that section of the corridor into an ocean emitting the aura of the sun.

That woman was included in it, a painful expression appearing on her face, her body burning violently.

She shrank back "inside" the wall, reverting to that swollen and blue face.

This transparent face instantly melted into wisps of black gas in the golden and illusory flames, and then evaporated.

*Clang! *

Ryan's "Sword of Dawn" slashed at this place again, making the entire castle seem to tremble.

But he was still a step late and couldn't block that woman.

Lu Mian roughly understood the current situation: that woman who delivered the baby for Louis Louis Longde was connected to the transparent child faces on the walls and glass surfaces, able to turn one of them into herself, and could also turn back into the state of an undead ghost, thereby avoiding attacks and transferring damage.

In other words, she could launch an attack from any wall or glass on the third floor of the castle at any time, and Ryan and the others' counterattacks couldn't truly harm her.

With such a judgment, Lu Mian immediately pulled away from the floor-to-ceiling windows and the surrounding walls, walking to the middle of the sunroom.

Just at this moment, transparent faces also emerged on the ground and ceiling.

That woman drilled out from the area behind Lu Mian's feet instantly, her scissors stretching quickly toward his thigh.

Lu Mian's heart moved, and a strong sense of danger arose.

He couldn't care about confirming where the attack would come from, and jumped into mid-air without hesitation, pouncing toward the side.

*Rip*, he was still half a beat slow, and a deep cut was slashed on the lower side of his thigh, blood instantly gushing out.

Those drops of blood had just landed, and following a point from the woman who had changed positions, they condensed together, stretching into a thin blood-colored figure.

This blood-colored figure turned toward Lu Mian, who was rolling to the position of the rocking chair, without hesitation, and pounced toward him, who was still bleeding heavily.

And every drop of blood Lu Mian shed became its nourishment, making it clearer and clearer.

At the same time, Lu Mian not only suffered intense pain but also felt his whole body's blood out of control.

Almost instantly, Ryan jumped over fiercely.

In mid-air, he raised the giant sword condensed from light high and slashed heavily at the blood-colored figure, "pinning" it to the ground and shattering it along with the transparent faces around it.

Lyra didn't know when she had rolled to Lu Mian's side, reached out her right hand, and pressed it onto the wound on his thigh.

Then, Lu Mian was astonished to find that his wound moved along with the other party's right palm, moving all the way down to the side of his lower leg where blood vessels weren't very rich.

The outflow of blood decreased instantly.

That woman suddenly poked her head out from the ceiling, her brown eyes becoming very deep, with intense life burning inside.

The blood dripping from Lu Mian's lower leg was instantly ignited, bursting into bright flames like spring sunshine, and they quickly spread into the depths of the wound and into his blood vessels.

At this moment, Lu Mian had the feeling that his life was flowing away rapidly.

*Poof*, Ryan inserted the giant sword condensed from light into the ground.

Around him, which was the area where Lu Mian and Lyra were, points of light like dawn emerged, filling all the space.

In this dawn, the remaining blood-colored figure quickly melted, and the bright and beautiful flames on Lu Mian's lower leg also quickly extinguished.

And that second of burning caused his wound to stick together, actually preliminarily stopping the bleeding phenomenon.

Ryan pulled out the giant sword and said in a low voice:

"The environment here is wrong, must leave!"

He meant that the woman wasn't as powerful as she appeared, almost unkillable and un-lockable; it was mainly the special environment of the third floor of the castle that gave the other party a huge bonus.

Without waiting for his companions to respond, Ryan began to chase that woman.

Although he was always a beat slower compared to the enemy who could jump with the help of transparent faces, he didn't spare his physical strength at all, slashing vertically, cutting diagonally, and stabbing straight, still making the other party not dare to stay every time she poked her body out, transferring positions after just a little attack.

Cooperating with the holy light summoned by Valentine and the golden flames created, the two briefly suppressed that woman, letting Lyra and Lu Mian not suffer much attack.

Grabbing this opportunity, Lyra jumped onto the rocking chair, running back and forth on the surrounding sofas, tables, chairs, and ornaments—to avoid touching the ground.

Throughout this process, the silver bells on her veil and boots rang constantly, sometimes intense, sometimes irritable.

Lu Mian, who didn't dare stay on the ground, stood on the table, paying attention to the ceiling and the ground below while observing Lyra's actions.

With his previous experience, he judged that the other party was testing which route could escape.

Soon, Lyra stopped her acrobatic running:

"Tower, go to the tower!"

As soon as her voice fell, that woman poked her body out from the ceiling and shouted sharply:

"You bunch of people who deserve to die!"

She spat out every word, and every word seemed to ring in the minds of Lu Mian and the others, making their hearts beat faster, their heads dizzy, and extremely nauseous.

Valentine endured the discomfort and opened his arms again.

A bright and pure light directly swallowed that section of the ceiling.

"Go!" Ryan gave the order.

Lu Mian jumped off the table immediately, endured the discomfort in his lower leg, stepped on those transparent faces, and ran toward the tower first. Lyra and Valentine followed closely behind. Only Ryan, who was covered in silver-white full-body armor, didn't rush to escape, holding the "Sword of Dawn," and slashed the woman who poked her body out back, not letting her block his companions from escaping.

After Lyra and the others entered the stairs leading to the tower, he turned his body and pursued with a jump.

That woman poked her head out from a transparent face on the side wall and let out a sharp cry.

Accompanied by this sharp cry, a layer of black, evil flames ignited on the surface of Ryan's silver-white full-body armor.

Ryan felt his physical strength draining rapidly.

Without hesitation, he canceled the "Armor of Dawn."

Points of light like dawn accompanied by black flames scattered in all directions and disappeared into mid-air.

Ryan carried the giant sword of light, took the opportunity to jump, completely left the third floor of the castle, and entered the stairs.

At this time, Lu Mian, who knew his strength was a bit far behind and couldn't utilize the environment, ran in second place, with Lyra, whose silver bells were ringing lightly, in front.

While running, Lyra suddenly stopped her footsteps.

Lu Mian hurriedly braked "the car," and heard chirping sounds in his ears.

He then looked forward, and his whole person was a bit stunned.

This tower wasn't big, even narrow, with stairs leading to different shooting ports.

And the walls here were densely covered with children.

They were wearing different clothes, some seeming just born, some already three or four years old, all with hands and feet like bird claws, the tips unusually sharp.

Relying on their own "bird claws," these children were like birds in the forest, all perched on the walls, occupying most of the space.

The faces and bodies of normal human children, the evil and sharp "bird claws," the number of over a hundred, and the abnormal resting posture combined together, making Lu Mian's scalp tingle, having the feeling of being polluted in spirit, eyes, and heart again like when he witnessed Louis Louis Longde giving birth to a child.

Those "children" hadn't noticed the intrusion yet, and a small number were happily communicating about different topics:

"The sky outside is so blue."

"I want to go out."

"No."

"Mom said, must be able to retract the claws, like normal humans, to go out..."

At this time, Ryan chased behind the three, and said urgently:

"You guys stay away!"

He then turned his body, holding the "Sword of Dawn," and blocked the entrance of the tower like a giant.

Lyra and Valentine didn't ask why, and ran wildly separately, finding obstacles like stairs to cover themselves. Although Lu Mian didn't understand, his survival experience told him to do the same.

"You guys roll down!"

That woman's voice rang out sharply.

Every word drilled into the ears of Lu Mian and the others, making them all become weak.

Immediately after, the woman wearing the gray-white long dress appeared at the corner of the stairs, and the entire tower was filled with the aura of life, with no transparent blue-white faces emerging.

PS: Seeking monthly votes~

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