Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses 45

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 45 – The Spear that Pierces Fate

“A wrathful god hurls His spear at the enemy, fate binds their cause and effect, even the heavens and earth lament… unavoidable, unstoppable.”

—This was the spear that pierced fate, Gungnir.

If Luo Yan’s “Manjusaka” could rival the attack of a “Peril” level ability user, then Grifres’s “Gungnir” was undoubtedly a Forbidden Technique worthy of its name.

Even a “Destruction” level ability user couldn’t escape unscathed from this attack. For a “Peril” level ability user, it was certain death.

The “cause and effect” nature of “Gungnir” made it impossible to dodge, its guaranteed hit making all of Grifres’s opponents wary of provoking him.

But at the same time, Grifres would be completely incapacitated for a long period after using it.

That’s why he rarely used it, especially with Hua Qiling, a member of the Free Federation, present.

Until now, with the situation almost beyond salvation, Grifres had no choice but to resort to the Forbidden Technique.

Hua Qiling’s “Eagle Eye” domain allowed Grifres to lock onto Mrs. Natalie. The moment “Gungnir” was thrown, the unavoidable cause and effect bound her.

The massive soul spear projection pierced down from the sky like a beam of light, merging with the spear thrown by Grifres’s hand, and striking Mrs. Natalie, who was enveloped in a thick blood mist.

Time seemed to freeze. The “Gungnir” projection silently vanished into the blood mist, and the surroundings fell deathly silent.

The slowly moving monsters stopped, standing dazed, faint groans occasionally escaping their throats.

“Did it work?”

Hua Qiling nervously watched the blood mist.

Grifres, who had collapsed, struggled to sit up, leaning against a withered tree.

He forced his bloodshot eyes open, staring intently at Mrs. Natalie.

No, she shouldn’t be called Mrs. Natalie anymore…

She was now… a remnant of the “Witch of Envy’s” will.

A pair of crimson eyes suddenly opened within the blood mist, a dark, malevolent vertical pupil at their center, filled with pure malice. Just being stared at by it sent a chilling fear through one’s bones.

“No! Look out!”

Hua Qiling shouted and retreated.

Grifres tried to get up and flee, but his injured body wouldn’t move.

In this critical moment, Hua Qiling grabbed the back of his collar and dragged him back as she retreated.

The moment they moved, the blood mist exploded, engulfing the surroundings, everything within its reach rapidly decaying at an alarming rate.

Even the withered trees sprouted tumor-like limbs, flailing grotesquely.

If they had been a moment slower, Hua Qiling and Grifres wouldn’t have escaped.

“Tha… thank you…”

Grifres hesitated, then whispered.

“Hmph.”

Hua Qiling gave a noncommittal chuckle, then nervously looked around.

“Where’s Miss Luo Yan?”

“Yes… where is she?”

Grifres also frantically searched, finally spotting a familiar slender figure where the blood mist had exploded. “Wait… she’s still there!”

“What?!”

Hua Qiling looked up in shock.

Luo Yan, in her simple gray dress, stood where she had been, her back to them.

Her silver hair, almost reaching the ground, fluttered slightly in the afterwind of the exploding blood mist. Despite the crimson mist filling the air, her hair remained pristine white, untouched.

She just stood there, silently watching.

“Miss Luo Yan, it’s dangerous!”

Hua Qiling shouted anxiously, taking a few steps forward, intending to pull her back.

Just then, Grifres stuck out his foot and tripped Hua Qiling, his hoarse voice gravely saying, “Don’t go. She seems fine, but you might not be if you go there.”

Within the range of the blood mist explosion, everything was undergoing a frantic, monstrous transformation, except for Luo Yan.

Hua Qiling calmed down slightly. Luo Yan might be an exception, but she wasn’t…

At the same time, as if hearing Hua Qiling’s anxious call, Luo Yan turned slightly, her calm gaze falling upon Hua Qiling and Grifres.

After confirming they were both alright, Luo Yan nodded slightly, then turned back to face Mrs. Natalie—or rather, the remnant of the “Witch of Envy’s” will.

Mrs. Natalie wasn’t in good shape either. Grifres’s all-out Forbidden Technique hadn’t been completely ineffective.

“Gungnir” had pierced through her body, deeply embedded in her chest, the invisible mental fluctuations spreading, subtly affecting her state.

She stumbled, blood mist and malice radiating outwards, the area of transformation expanding, consuming the town.

But it had no effect on Luo Yan.

However, Hua Qiling and Grifres were forced to retreat by the spreading blood mist, and they were horrified to discover that all the townspeople touched by the mist instantly vanished.

“They seem to have entered the spiritual domain… just like before…”

Grifres coughed, spitting blood as he explained.

“But what about Miss Luo Yan? Her ability seems useless, it has no effect on Mrs. Natalie…”

Hua Qiling looked worriedly at the lone figure in the distance. At some point, she had stopped seeing Luo Yan as an anomaly and started empathizing with her.

“Now, we can only trust her,” Grifres said with a bitter smile. “I never thought I would fall in a place like this…”

“…We also thought it was just a ‘Ruin’ level disaster,” Hua Qiling said, equally helpless.

Just as they were lamenting their situation, Grifres noticed from the corner of his eye that Luo Yan was moving.

But she wasn’t running away. She was walking towards Mrs. Natalie, who had merged with the will of the “Witch of Envy.”

“Wait! What… what is Miss Luo Yan doing?”

Grifres’s eyes widened, and Hua Qiling looked up sharply. Both wore expressions of shock.