Chapter 709: The Wail of the Female Demon

Almost as Reslin and the Mirror Image opened the portal together, an invisible void ripple arrived, enveloping the space where the secret chamber was.

A Zhuoer mage shouted hoarsely, "Space seal!"

Only a Legendary High-rank caster can master Space Seal; in Mosuobulai City, mages of such power are few, including those two Grand Mages!

Yet the portal opened in the secret chamber remained, seemingly unaffected.

"This…"

The Zhuoers were all stunned, especially the two mages, not understanding why the Space Seal had no effect?

"Aren't you leaving quickly?"

Reslin frowned and lowly barked.

The All-Seeing Eye pierced the ground to see outside; the entire brothel was surrounded by hundreds of Zhuoer warriors, led by several legendary strongmen, who silently blocked every exit, and the staff, clients, and technicians inside were restrained.

In midair, a female Zhuoer clad in a splendid magical robe was in an invisible state.

She wielded a black staff entwined with spiderwebs, its ruby tip carved into a spider, exuding a subtle magical aura.

Others find it hard to discern her true nature, but Reslin saw it at a glance.

This female Zhuoer is a Grand Mage!

Mosuobulai has two Grand Mages, one male and one female, belonging to different family factions. The female Grand Mage is the matriarch of the Storuoze family—Maluos Storuoze; three hundred years ago, after ascending to Grand Mage, she immediately killed her mother and became the new matriarch.

Under Matriarch Maluos' leadership, the Storuoze family's ranking rose step by step.

Originally around thirtieth place, it quickly rose over decades into the top eight, and Matriarch Maluos consequently entered Mosuobulai City's ruling council.

Now, the Storuoze family's rank has climbed to third!

Reslin judged through his Soul Eye that Matriarch Maluos' mage level should be twenty‑two; against a Grand Mage, he has almost no chance.

So he immediately chose to retreat.

"Does Kandisi know your identities?" Reslin's mind raced, and he quickly asked Tai Bailun. If Matriarch Maluos had obtained the Moonlight Church members' identities from Kandisi, then even if they escaped now, the good Zhuoers would still face death in Mosuobulai.

Tai Bailun replied immediately, "She doesn't know."

"That's good!"

Reslin nodded, "Follow my Mirror Image, it will guarantee your safety." For tonight's sweep, the upper echelons of Mosuobulai City may have been alerted, and after the Zhuoers pass through the portal, they could still encounter danger.

The Zhuoers in the secret chamber awoke as if from a dream, recovering from panic.

They have survived in the perilous Mosuobulai City without exposing their identities; each is extremely alert, fully aware that time cannot be wasted, and entered the portal without hesitation.

There were twelve portals in total, yet fifteen Zhuoers in the secret chamber.

Some Zhuoers could only travel together, entering the same portal, with Reslin's Mirror Image following behind and closing the gate immediately after entry.

In the blink of an eye, the Zhuoers left cleanly, leaving only one portal.

"Yeheng, you also return," Reslin said.

Tai Bailun asked anxiously, "What about you all?"

Yizite, already gripping two battle blades, said calmly, "Someone must hold the enemy to buy us time for a safe escape. The upcoming fight is too dangerous for you; a slip would expose your identity, and the brothers and sisters of Mosuobulai will still need your leadership. You cannot risk it with us."

"But…"

Tai Bailun was torn inside; Yizite's words made sense, but he was unwilling to flee like this.

Yizite, full of confidence, said, "Don't worry, we won't die‑fight."

"Alright! You be careful!"

Tai Bailun stopped stalling, darted into the portal and vanished.

In an instant, only Reslin and Yizite remained in the secret chamber, along with two of Reslin's Mirror Images, which he had deliberately kept to meet the battle.

At the same time, across Mosuobulai City, Reslin's Mirror Images appeared with one or two Zhuoers each. The portal destinations were chosen hastily, some hidden in shadowy corners, some on the main street, and even some at Zhuoer homes, where they were discovered as soon as they emerged.

Reslin's Mirror Image immediately cast a spell, opening a random gate to depart again.

When no one noticed, it applied invisibility to itself and the Zhuoers, swiftly moving away from the random gate to avoid being tracked later by the Grand Mage through transport waves.

After several combined teleports and movements, it added another Arcane interference, shielding against light‑shadow retracing.

Reslin's Mirror Images moved dozens of Zhuoers around Mosuobulai City; gradually their trail vanished, safely returning the Zhuoers to their homes. One Mirror Image, after many Legendary High-rank detours, escorted Tai Bailun back to his house.

The three of A Xina sensed something amiss and hurriedly asked for the situation.

The Mirror Image told them not to intervene.

Meanwhile, the southern commercial district of the city had erupted into battle, with spelllights flickering.

However, Reslin's Mirror Image did not rush back to help; instead it lingered near the Zhuoers' residence, safeguarding them while awaiting the right moment.

In the secret chamber, the moment the portal closed, the floor at the passage entrance exploded.

Boom—

Amid countless shards of stone and wood, a lithe black silhouette surged in, moving as fast as lightning, brandishing a gleaming curved blade that sliced a several‑meter‑long arc of light.

Reslin had already seen the opponent.

This was a Legendary High-rank Zhuoer Warrior, level nineteen near the pinnacle, imbued by Matriarch Maluos with various spells, leading the charge.

In Mosuobulai, few opponents can face him head‑on.

Yet today they encountered one.

Yizite brandished a green battle blade and surged forward; evil energy erupted, a clang rang as the twin blades sang, the incoming Zhuoer warrior was flung backward at even greater speed, a deep bone‑visible wound gaping across his chest, nearly gutting him.

"Demonic Hunter!"

"It's you, Yizite!"

The gravely wounded Zhuoer warrior shrieked, blood spattering his mouth, turning into a shadow and fleeing in panic.

Yizite pursued directly.

He did not chase the fleeing warrior nor heed the Zhuoers in the courtyard; in a flash his figure leapt over a hundred meters into the air, his body swelling to over three meters tall, a pair of massive demon bat wings unfurling behind him, and his twin blades slashed straight

—Boom.

Green flames erupted from the tattoos on Yizite's skin, a massive wave of evil energy enveloped him, and the aura of a Saint Rank strongman made the Zor below shudder in their souls.

"Saint Rank Demonic Hunter…"

Amid a chorus of screams, Yizite's twin blades sliced through the air.

Matriarch Maluos's figure materialized, flashing aside within a hair's breadth, and the spatial seal she maintained was broken.

She appeared a hundred meters away, staring at the green‑flamed Yizite, her gaze complex.

"Yizite, so you are the rebellious son…" Matriarch Maluos's expression shifted, suddenly turning cold and hateful, "You have actually risen to Saint Rank."

She spoke, yet her casting never paused for even half a second.

Yizite gave no response, his wings fluttering as he surged at a speed invisible to the naked eye behind Matriarch Maluos, his twin blades emitting sharp rays that formed a seamless blade net, cutting ripples into her shield.

Whoosh!

Matriarch Maluos lightly tapped the back of her staff, locked onto Yizite, and fired a jet of jet‑black energy.

Yizite dodged at lightning speed.

The two Saint Rank elites unleashed a ferocious battle; the mother and son fought like mortal enemies, showing no mercy at all.

Reslin left the secret chamber a half step after Yizite; before departing, he glanced at the spot where the wax demon was trapped by the Maze Technique.

The void quivered, and the powerful wax demon was about to return.

The wax demon that could become a Ros maid is at least a Legendary High-rank great demon; Disintegrate cannot kill it, and the Maze Technique only held it for a few seconds.

Reslin and two Mirror Images opened a random door, stepped through together, and emerged onto the street outside the brothel.

"Kill them!"

The Zor warriors encircling the brothel sensed something odd behind them, turned, and saw three identical Reslins, immediately spinning to attack.

One Mirror Image completed its prepared spell, expanding a magical field.

Eight-ring Arcane—Fictional Gravity Field!

The Mirror Image, possessing seventy percent of the original's power, cast the Fictional Gravity Field with a radius of just over three hundred meters—still enough to blanket half a commercial block. Instantly, the charging Zor warriors felt their weight surge more than thirtyfold, and their running speed plummeted.

Some ultra‑quick Zor rangers' arrows fell to the ground halfway through their flight.

A few arrows that struck Reslin's shield lost accuracy and force, were easily deflected by the vector shield, and could not interfere with their casting at all.

Another Mirror Image tapped its staff against the ground, and flames blossomed.

Hoo!

A massive ring of fire erupted in the middle of the street, spreading like lightning; the surrounding Zor warriors were engulfed in flames, their bodies burning and emitting a chorus of wails.

In the heart of the inferno, Reslin's true form's hand glowed red, swiftly coalescing into a lump of lava‑like fire.

Flame Burst!

Reslin hurled the Flame Burst into the random door and immediately sealed it.

In the secret chamber beneath the brothel, the wax demon just escaped the Maze Technique; having barely returned to the Prime Material Plane and not yet seen where the enemies were, a burst of Flame Burst slammed into its face.

At that moment, five or six Zor warriors, led by a Legendary warrior, stormed into the chamber. Unaware that the target of the raid had already teleported away, they saw Yizite battling Matriarch Maluos in the sky and seized the chance to rush in and slay the enemy.

Having just burst into the chamber, they saw the wax demon struck by a lump of lava‑like fire.

"Run…"

The Legendary warrior uttered a single syllable before being engulfed by the scorching flame.

Boom—!

A massive explosion echoed throughout Mosuobulai City, deafening shockwaves reverberating in the cavern, jolting tens of thousands of residents awake, who cast startled gazes outward.

Flames lit the cavern's vaulted ceiling, as if time‑pillars had been set ablaze.

Like an earth dragon overturning, the courtyard housing the secret chamber was blown sky‑up, the entire brothel and surrounding structures collapsed into ruins. The Zor warriors who had been blocking the courtyard lay unconscious around a huge pit; most were gravely wounded, and the nearest Zor was pulverized beyond recognition, with no intact corpse to be found.

An Eight-ring Flame Burst eliminated nearly half the enemies.

These Zor were elite members of the Storuoze family; such heavy casualties drove Matriarch Maluos, who was battling Yizite in the sky, into a fury.

"Damned human, ah... I will skin you!"

She erupted endless darkness from her body, enveloping the approaching Yizite and temporarily trapping him, then flickered away to create distance, locking onto Reslin to cast.

Yizite broke free from the dark bind in half a breath and pursued.

Matriarch Maluos, disregarding his threat, held her shield against the attack for two seconds, then opened her mouth toward Reslin and let out a high‑pitched scream.

The piercing howl was indescribable.

It sounded like a terror from the bottomless abyss, ignoring all protective spells and impossible to dodge, bearing terrifying power that covered a hundred‑meter radius around Reslin, entering straight from the ears to the brain, touching the soul.

Nine-ring Technique—Banshee Wail!

It is an instant‑death spell akin to Death Finger, but Death Finger has only seven rings, whereas Banshee Wail has nine. Moreover, Banshee Wail is an area spell, unlimited in target count, capable of bypassing protective spells to reach deep into an enemy's soul and tear it apart.

The scream lasted only a second before fading.

Within Banshee Wail's radius, besides Reslin and the two Mirror Images, there were several Zor warriors, and many guests in the inn opposite the brothel were desperately fleeing.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The Zor warriors struggling in the fire and the fleeing inn guests collapsed instantly, their souls ripped apart, their bodies reduced to empty shells.

Reslin and the two Mirror Images flickered out at the last moment, appearing in different directions.

Yet they still heard the death‑seeking howl.

The three figures shivered in unison; the two Mirror Images dissolved into bubbles, and Reslin's true form staggered, feeling as if his head had been cleaved by an axe, a splitting headache searing his skull, his already pallid complexion turning completely bloodless.

Fortunately, the Will of Truth still repelled Banshee Wail, and this Nine-ring Technique caused only a relatively minor soul wound.

The true form could endure it, but the Mirror Images, possessing only an incomplete Will of Truth, could not.

Reslin felt a wave of dread in his heart, realizing he had been careless.

The Grand Mage, like the Holy Soul wizard, is far stronger than ordinary Saint Rank transcendants; without the Will of Truth, he would have to return to resurrect himself this time.

"Impossible!"

Maluos matriarch saw Reslin not dead, as if she had seen a ghost. Below Saint Rank, someone actually could withstand her Banshee Wail and not die?

Her face showed disbelief, and for a moment she actually became dazed.

"Hmph."

A hint of contempt appeared on Reslin's pale face as he sent a message technique to Yizite, who was trying to break Maluos matriarch's shield: "They're safe; we're withdrawing too."

Before Maluos matriarch could cast again, Reslin's figure vanished.

He blinked several times in succession, each blink over three hundred meters, without apparent pause between casts, and in an instant he had blinked far away.

Maluos matriarch was entangled by Yizite and couldn't give chase right away.

When she temporarily forced Yizite back with a spell, Reslin had already completed the teleportation technique and completely disappeared. She then decisively turned back, intending to leave Yizite behind, but a few seconds later Yizite's body also glowed and his figure quickly faded.

Maluos matriarch tried to stop him, but realized the opposing directed teleportation technique was superb, she was powerless, and watched helplessly as Yizite also vanished.

She looked down at the vast expanse of ruins.

The ground was littered with slain family elites, including several legendary warriors and carefully cultivated Drow mages, and her beautiful face twisted instantly.

"This unfilial son!" Maluos matriarch shouted, unable to contain her rage, and unleashed a string of vicious curses.

(End of Chapter)