Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v3c68

Witch’s Night: Chapter 68 A Moment of Trance

Guinevere was always very efficient and eager to help, and everyone liked her.

Although, this was actually just her own perception.

In the eyes of others, Guinevere was a taboo to be absolutely avoided, not only because of her good intentions gone awry, but also because of her immense strength.

Physical strength.

She was a mutation-type ability user, and the mutated part was her muscles, all the muscles in her body.

This mutation didn’t give Guinevere exaggeratedly bulky muscles. After removing her armor, Guinevere wouldn’t look much bigger than Qin Wen, just an ordinary 1.9-meter tall woman.

However, within her seemingly ordinary muscles was explosive power hundreds, even thousands of times greater than that of an ordinary person. A single punch could shatter a twenty-story building, and a casual kick could severely injure a “Peril” level ability user.

And her weight was also astonishing. Her seemingly average body weighed over a ton, and the more detailed data was classified, but it was conservatively estimated to be double that.

As the most important building of the Noah Church, even if it was just a replica, the materials used in the Noah Church Cathedral were naturally the strongest in the entire human world.

But it still couldn’t withstand Guinevere’s knee strikes and wall slams; she almost caused an entire wall to collapse with a single bump.

Such immense physical strength was difficult for Guinevere to control, so she had to wear specially made knight armor to control this inhuman physical power.

Indeed, Guinevere without her heavy armor was the complete form.

The saying “brawn over brains”… Guinevere was a prime example of this, always using her fists to solve problems that could be resolved with words.

This was Guinevere’s principle of action, and it was quite effective.

As long as you had a sufficient budget, she was the best helper.

Not the payment for her services, but the maintenance costs after she took action…

Clearly, His Holiness now had to bear these costs.

A gaping hole was blasted through the second floor of the church, and a trail of destruction stretched from the hole all the way towards the Sanctuary.

Unfortunately, both the formless statue of the Saint and the statue of the unlucky Third Saint were in its path, directly smashed into rubble, scattering on the ground and glittering under the starlight.

Guinevere’s charge was incredibly effective; almost no one could react. Let alone the Church of the End Gods, who were secretly observing the Noah Church Cathedral, even the people attending Holy Communion inside didn’t see it clearly.

The direct result was that Wen Hua, standing guard on a distant rooftop, stared in shock at the silver monster, like a roaring beast, rushing out of the church and speeding away, not realizing that his target had already left.

“What… is that thing?”

Wen Hua froze, unable to move.

Anyone seeing a ferocious monster suddenly burst out of a lively banquet would react this way, but Hamid in the distance recovered more quickly.

Because he sensed that the aura of the “Demoness of Terror” was moving away.

“Wen Hua, Wen Hua!”

Hamid hurriedly shouted into the communicator.

“Hamid, was this also part of your plan?”

Wen Hua’s voice came from the communicator, with a hint of excitement,

“Such a monster appeared at Noah’s Holy Communion! Does this mean that Holy Communion has been…”

“You idiot!”

Hamid finally couldn’t help but curse,

“Hurry and chase after them, our target is there!”

“Target? What target…”

“Miss Luo Yan, of course!”

“Hmm? Did that monster transform from her… I’ll be right there!”

Hearing this news, Wen Hua didn’t care that Hamid was speaking to him in a commanding tone and immediately jumped off the rooftop.

A pair of deformed wings sprouted from his back. Under the bright moonlight, it could be seen that these wings were formed from countless twisted limbs.

Wriggling blood vessels pulsed like a heart, making a roaring gurgling sound.

Then a cloud of blood mist erupted, enveloping Wen Hua’s body, accelerating him to supersonic speed in the blink of an eye, the resulting sonic boom piercing even through Requiem.

If someone looked up from below at this time, they would only see a thin, slowly dissipating, blood-red mist.

As a follower of the Sovereign of Madness, Wen Hua possessed the power to transform his body. The demonic power allowed his physical body to transcend human limitations. Although he was inferior to Guinevere in strength, he gained many more special abilities.

Such as organ evolution, limb regeneration, flesh and blood healing, and so on.

He could even use his ability to change his appearance, alter his form, and even his gender.

This ability was different from Luo Yan’s disguise; it was the power to change oneself physically.

A large part of the reason why Wen Hua could destroy five mega-cities without leaving any traces, and without the human world noticing the existence of the Church of the End Gods, was also due to the power of the Sovereign of Madness.

An astonishing chase began. Luo Yan sat on Guinevere’s shoulder. Although this bumpy journey wasn’t a big deal for her, it caused Cecilia in her arms to deteriorate further.

Cecilia’s small face was pale, and her bright, malice-filled eyes brought her an even heavier burden.

However, it was impossible to change their mode of transportation now.

As for Void Traversal, although Luo Yan liked dragging people into the Void, with Cecilia’s current condition, entering the Void would only accelerate the appearance of the “Demoness of Terror.”

And at this time, Luo Yan also realized why Illusion had Guinevere take her away as quickly as possible. The demonic aura following closely behind them was the reason.

A follower of the Church of the End Gods had actually infiltrated so deeply into Noah! The Noah Church Cathedral was the closest place to the Sanctuary in all of Noah.

And, after witnessing Guinevere’s immense power, this follower still had the courage to chase after them. This could only be a Bishop-level figure, although probably not as strong as Hamid.

If “Destruction” level ability users like Hamid were common in the Church of the End Gods, they wouldn’t need to hide and wait patiently.

And also…

“The singing.”

The ethereal melody echoed throughout Noah, and Luo Yan knew very well that this song had the ability to enhance demonic power. Even her own demonic powers were affected.

And this was with Luo Yan resisting the song; for someone immersed in it, the amplification would definitely be even greater.

“Damn, this guy is flying, that’s not fair!”

Shadow’s voice sounded in Luo Yan’s mind,

“Damn it, I’ll bring him down!”

As Shadow’s voice fell, a dark pool of water extended from beneath the running, silver-clad armor, countless black arms reaching out from within, writhing strangely, as if trying to drag everything they touched into this bottomless abyss.

This scene looked very much like the River Styx beneath the Bridge of Helplessness from Eastern legends, except that the River Styx didn’t seem to reach the sky.

After struggling for a while, the black arms, finding that they couldn’t reach the figure in the sky, sank back down, and Shadow said awkwardly,

“Sorry, to avoid being discovered by Illusion, this shadow avatar of mine is a bit weak, and breaking through your power earlier also consumed a lot of my strength… so I can’t reach him.”

“…”

Even Luo Yan, with her indifferent nature, couldn’t help but show a complicated expression.

You’re a great Saint!

Why are you suddenly so unreliable at this time!

As they hesitated, the figure in the sky gradually approached Guinevere, seemingly intending to swoop down.

Although Luo Yan was very confident in Guinevere, this flying monster probably wasn’t her match.

But the problem now was that they didn’t have time.

Cecilia didn’t have time.

Guinevere could indeed defeat this flying cultist, but judging from his aura, it wouldn’t be an easy victory, it would take some effort.

And the other party’s goal was very likely just to stall them, which would actually fulfill their wish.

If they continued to delay, Cecilia would die, and the demon hidden within her would be released… not just an avatar, but the Demon’s true form.

Luo Yan had already noticed that the malicious gaze peering from Cecilia’s amber vertical pupils actually came from herself.

She was the “Eye of Malice,” the eyes through which the Malice of All Worlds peered into the world, and she had already established a life link with Cecilia.

The Malice of All Worlds couldn’t directly escape through the “Eye of Malice,” but it could reappear in the world through Cecilia, who was connected to the “Eye of Malice.”

Just like what the demonic Qin Wen wanted to do in the final moments of the Yan City war.

So, it could be said that the reason Cecilia was like this now was because of Luo Yan.

Although without Luo Yan, she would probably have already died alone in Lannister.

No, this wasn’t the time to worry about who was to blame. The most urgent matter was to send Cecilia into the Sanctuary and use the “Clumsy Flame” seal that Illusion mentioned.

After Cecilia was sealed, they could find another solution.

On the other side, Wen Hua heard a roar coming from his earpiece, and Hamid shouted anxiously,

“Wen Hua, quickly stop them! Don’t let them escape into the Sanctuary!”

“Heh, you don’t have to tell me, I know.”

Wen Hua had already completed most of his “Madness” transformation. The demonic power had modified more than half of his body, and from his appearance, he looked like a demon from Western legends.

Ferocious, sharp fangs, crimson skin, and twisted wings, even his eyes were filled with a mad scarlet, and his breath exuded scorching air.

It wasn’t until he approached the silver “monster” ahead that Wen Hua realized that it wasn’t a monster, but a tall figure in mithril armor.

However, for this kind of heavy armor, known for its weight and sturdiness, to be able to run at such a terrifying speed was truly unprecedented for Wen Hua.

However, this terrifying speed was only relative to someone wearing this kind of armor. A mere supersonic speed wasn’t even a warm-up for the current Wen Hua.

“Miss Luo Yan…”

Wen Hua swooped down and finally saw a figure with long silver-white hair sitting on the armor, her pale red eyes gazing at him, seemingly holding a small, pink figure in her arms.

“See that, Wen Hua!”

“Heh, I see her… Should I capture her and bring her back?”

Wen Hua’s voice became low and hoarse, seemingly containing endless madness, and it was true. Wen Hua was currently doing his best to restrain himself.

Under the transformation of the “Madness” power, Wen Hua’s sanity would be gradually devoured, eventually turning him into an ultimate monster who only knew how to kill.

Although he himself reveled in it.

Of course, as a Devil’s Apostle who had devoted himself to the “Sovereign of Madness,” Wen Hua had a high degree of control over “Madness” and could cancel the transformation at any time, preventing him from completely losing control.

“No, take her down.”

Hamid’s voice suddenly calmed down,

“Don’t think about bringing her back, you can’t. You can only take her down—as for killing her, you can’t do that either.”

“Old man, are you looking down on me?”

The demonized Wen Hua became irritable and easily angered. Hearing Hamid’s words, his temper flared.

“…Just stating the facts.”

“Then I’ll tear her to pieces! Completely destroy her!” Wen Hua grinned ferociously. “Look at that cute little face, so beautiful… I love destroying such beauty!”

The earpiece was incinerated by demonic flames, and Hamid’s orders couldn’t reach this monster anymore.

A blood-red afterimage tore through space, swooping down towards the mithril armor sprinting on the ground.

“Here he comes.”

Luo Yan murmured.

She leaned against the mithril armor and looked up slightly at the crimson monster diving down from the sky, the fierce demonic aura washing over her. Luo Yan was momentarily reminded of the time she faced the monster formed from the remnants of the Witch of Envy’s consciousness.

Well, that was just a few months ago.

“I’ll deal with him.”

Luo Yan said softly.

“You? Miss Luo Yan, I don’t doubt your power, but directly confronting a ‘Peril’ level being, in your current condition, the risk is too great.”

Shadow’s voice sounded in Luo Yan’s ear,

“Your own strength is only at ‘Calamity’ level. A single mistake could cost you your life, unless…”

“Unless I use the Witch of Envy’s power without restraint, but that will accelerate the decline of my life force, I know that, Shadow.”

Luo Yan stood up slightly and put down Cecilia, who was in her arms.

A darkness extended from the mithril armor and took the unconscious Cecilia.

“…We don’t want things to develop to that point, we would rather give up Cecilia’s life than have you take such a risk.” Shadow said in a deep voice, “Compared to you, Miss Luo Yan, Cecilia isn’t important.”

“All lives carry the same weight, an unbearable weight, no matter who it is.”

Luo Yan said softly, looking at the seemingly sleeping Cecilia, a faint smile appearing on the corners of her lips,

“Even if I can’t save everyone, but even just one… just Cecilia, is enough.”

Shadow was slightly stunned, but in that brief moment of distraction, Luo Yan had already jumped from the armor, towards the swooping crimson figure.

“What…?”

Shadow looked at Luo Yan’s back and, in a trance, seemed to see her silver-white hair tinged with a piercing black, faintly exuding a terrifying deathly silence.

This familiar scene brought a sharp pain to Shadow’s head, as if some forbidden memory was about to emerge,

“This… what is this…”