Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v3c69

Witch’s Night: Chapter 69 “Sands of Time”

Noah was beautiful at night.

The scattered starlight and the bright moonlight intertwined, and the towering skyscrapers and ancient Western historical buildings blended together strangely, presenting a harmonious and wondrous scene.

Coupled with the beautiful singing, it formed a highly artistic picture.

But hidden beneath this artistry, a century-old conspiracy was unfolding.

Perhaps Cecilia wasn’t the original target of “Requiem,” but now, this singing was awakening something within her.

What was even more dangerous was that, because Cecilia’s life was linked to Luo Yan’s, as a weak point in the “Eye of Malice,” the gaze of the Malice of All Worlds was about to be cast upon the world through Cecilia’s eyes.

The solution to this dangerous situation was simple: kill Cecilia before everything became irreversible.

This way, the “Demoness of Terror” couldn’t use Cecilia to descend upon the world again, continuing to be sealed in the unknown depths, only able to peek into the world when the “Eye of Malice” showed another weakness.

But Luo Yan was unwilling.

Luo Yan didn’t want Cecilia’s life to end at her hands; this shouldn’t be Cecilia’s fault, her life was innocent.

Kill one person to save the world?

“…”

This decision seemed very profitable. The Twelve Saints also thought so, even believing that such an act could be called justice.

Because in this helpless, post-apocalyptic world, this choice was unavoidable.

But Luo Yan was still unwilling.

So she leaped, doing everything in her power to act on her unwillingness.

“She… didn’t continue running away?” Wen Hua watched in disbelief as a small, silver-white figure jumped from the rapidly moving mithril armor. “She didn’t run away, but is approaching me?”

Then, Wen Hua grinned ferociously,

“Good, I like that.”

The intensified state of the “Madness” power continued. Wen Hua could feel that his body had completely severed all connections with humanity, his remaining sanity about to be annihilated, plunging into complete madness.

But Wen Hua didn’t care. This powerful force appearing within him was enough; he pursued endless destruction.

All this happened in an instant. The supersonic speed quickly closed the distance between them, and Luo Yan soon saw what this crimson monster with fleshy wings looked like.

Its narrow eyes were filled with blood-red madness, every muscle in its body bulging in a strange way, wriggling blood vessels pulsating on its surface.

Its ferocious mouthparts were filled with fangs of varying lengths, its breath emitting a pungent stench, and its dripping saliva corroded the ground.

Only the few scraps of clothing remaining on its body indicated that this monster was once human.

The last time she saw this kind of monster was Mrs. Natalie’s final form during the decisive battle in Ghost Town.

“Luo… Yan…”

A sharp, piercing sound, like a broken bagpipe being filled with a gust of wind, the monster opened its mouth slightly, and a hoarse voice filled with madness called out Luo Yan’s name.

Anyone facing this scene, even the Twelve Saints, would be shaken. This wasn’t about strength, but something beyond human understanding and imagination of monsters.

But Luo Yan had seen it before. She calmly went forward, facing this inhuman monster.

The crazed Wen Hua had no intention of holding back, and he was even filled with aggression towards Luo Yan because of Hamid’s casual provocation earlier.

It swung its claws, and in that instant, the claws grew rapidly, from five or six centimeters to nearly ten meters long in the blink of an eye.

At this distance, with claws this long, a casual swing could make it impossible for Luo Yan to escape.

The crazed Wen Hua spread its arms, blocking all of Luo Yan’s escape routes, and grinned ferociously, embracing her.

This was a death embrace.

This could be said to be Luo Yan’s first time directly facing a “Peril” level ability user alone, and a top-tier one at that.

With her own strength, even a slight aftershock from a “Peril” level ability user’s attack could severely injure her. Even if she had demonic power, the effectiveness of demonic power still depended on one’s own strength.

When Luo Yan normally used “Envy,” it could at most threaten a “Ruin” level ability user. To go beyond that, she had to wait for her life force to decline, or actively overload it.

However, there were some demonic powers that could be effective regardless of one’s strength.

—”End.”

A few light blue streaks appeared in Luo Yan’s silver-white hair, and her body was faintly enveloped in an almost imperceptible, dreamy light, making her seem ethereal.

Anyone who saw Luo Yan at this moment would have a strange thought.

She was in a dream.

“Spatial Rift!”

The gate to the Void opened before Luo Yan, and before the crazed Wen Hua’s death embrace could reach her, she rushed into the Void.

Although the crazed Wen Hua’s claws also reached into the Void at the same time, the spatial rift had already closed, and its claws were cleanly severed by the sharpest “blade” in the world.

“Ahhhhh—”

Intense pain assaulted the crazed Wen Hua, and the faint aura of the Void on the wounds was even more unbearable, making it shriek in a cloud-piercing scream.

“Pain, so painful…”

A few pieces of flesh fell to the ground, and Luo Yan’s figure gently landed. She glanced at the pieces of flesh, then at the monster flying in the sky.

“…Is it a mutation-type Primordial Demon? It seems to be the Sovereign of Madness.”

The pieces of flesh on the ground were the severed claws of the crazed Wen Hua. They were actually its transformed flesh, much harder, almost reaching the limit of human materials.

But after being separated from the main body, this transformation disappeared, reverting back to ordinary flesh.

And new claws had already regrown on the crazed Wen Hua’s arms. This level of injury wasn’t even a scratch to it now. What was deadly was the aura of the Void on the wounds.

The Void, the forbidden zone of life, except for certain beings with innate talent who could briefly walk on its edge like dancing on a knife’s tip, no human had explored that unknown world.

Luo Yan, who could practically dance in the Void, was an exception.

“I… will… kill… you…” The crazed Wen Hua couldn’t contain its rage, its sanity completely drowned in madness. “All of you… die… die!”

A terrifying shriek sounded again, a sonic boom tearing through the air, and it instantly appeared behind Luo Yan.

Indeed, even though Luo Yan possessed “End,” which could ignore the difference in strength, her frail body was still her biggest weakness.

Entering the Void could indeed avoid Wen Hua’s attacks, but only if… she had the time to enter the Void.

Earlier, it was because the two were charging towards each other, and because Wen Hua was momentarily careless, that Luo Yan managed to trick him.

Wen Hua, having learned his lesson, wouldn’t fall for the same trick again. He was only mad, not stupid, and he still had his instinctive combat thinking.

This time, Wen Hua didn’t choose to directly approach Luo Yan, but changed his direction, in case Luo Yan, like before, opened a spatial rift right in front of him.

At this angle and distance, Wen Hua could ensure that Luo Yan didn’t have enough time to react, and even if she hurriedly opened a spatial rift, he was confident he could avoid it.

Viscous, corrosive liquid dripped from the newly grown claws, and the monster, spreading its ugly wings, lunged at Luo Yan again.

Although the “Madness” power wasn’t top-tier in terms of destructive power, it was extremely difficult to deal with. Except for rule-type abilities, ordinary abilities could hardly threaten the crazed Wen Hua.

A scorching aura came from behind, and Luo Yan’s alarm bells instantly rang. The fatal threat made her skin tingle.

Too late.

Opening a spatial rift required time, and entering the Void also required time, although the total time might not exceed a single breath.

But in a battle of this level, a single breath’s difference was enough to determine victory or defeat.

Luo Yan didn’t need to turn around to feel Wen Hua’s ferocious and crazed face.

“I’ve… got… you!”

Wen Hua’s mouthparts split open slightly, revealing an expression that she didn’t know whether to call a smile, joy and excitement filling its nervous system, further stimulating its madness.

But at this critical moment, its claws froze in mid-air, unable to strike.

A pair of pupilless eyes slowly opened in Wen Hua’s vision, a frozen hourglass beside them.

—The Mystery-type power, “Sorrow,” and the demonic offering of the Witch of Sorrow, the “Sands of Time.”

“Marytis!”

Wen Hua immediately recognized the owner of these eyes, instantly filled with shock and rage.

But it quickly realized something was wrong. The surrounding singing of the Witch of Absolute Death continued, it hadn’t stopped.

This meant that Marytis hadn’t left the altar; she was still recreating the past of the Witch of Absolute Death’s singing.

But this scene…

Wen Hua’s blood-red vision gradually cleared, and it finally saw the owner of the blank eyes, whose expression was equally surprised.

“Luo… Yan…”

“What’s going on?”

Luo Yan was equally shocked.

She had originally intended to risk using the power of the “Demoness of Terror,” materializing something to block Wen Hua’s attack and buy herself time to enter the Void and change locations.

Although this not only carried the risk of accelerating the revival of the “Demoness of Terror,” but also had a certain probability of not giving her enough time to enter the Void, it was the only way.

With just a “Calamity” level body, being able to rival a “Ruin” level ability user was already a miracle.

Confronting a “Peril” level ability user, a top-tier one at that, was simply a fantasy.

Even with various abnormally powerful demonic powers, Luo Yan could at most just hold her own for a short while, that was already her limit. She hadn’t even considered defeating Wen Hua.

The most urgent matter now was to send Cecilia into the Sanctuary. Wen Hua’s mission was to stop Luo Yan, and wasn’t Luo Yan also stopping Wen Hua?

If she just wanted to save her own life, Luo Yan could directly escape into the Void. Even the Gods couldn’t do anything to her there.

But the current scene…

The sudden appearance of the “Sands of Time,” Wen Hua’s suddenly frozen movements, all surprised Luo Yan.

She almost instantly thought of Marytis, and Marytis’s last, inexplicable words.

“And I will… always be by your side.”

Was this… that companionship?

Then, Luo Yan felt a pang of fear. She had unknowingly come into contact with a Devil’s Apostle…

However, Luo Yan didn’t have much time to think. She immediately escaped into the Void, changing her location once again.

The frozen “Sands of Time” only lasted for about a breath before resuming its flow and slowly disappearing.

Wen Hua’s furious roar followed,

“Ma—ry—tis—!”

The pointless roar was useless, and Luo Yan, who hadn’t experienced this much before, was now gradually becoming familiar with it.

The “Soul-Eroding” domain of “Envy” instantly activated, the pervasive red mist invading the minds of all living beings around her, including Wen Hua.

Of course, when Luo Yan only used her own “Envy,” this invasion was just a tickle to Wen Hua. Forget about controlling him, it couldn’t even slightly influence him, at most just making everything look a bit redder to him.

This didn’t matter at all, because after his demonic transformation, Wen Hua’s vision was completely composed of red blood mist and the yellow warmth of living beings, making it easier to detect the presence of living beings, but also losing the ability to perceive the surrounding environment.

However, Luo Yan’s domain was actually just to sense Wen Hua’s location. This way, even if Wen Hua’s speed could break the sound barrier, Luo Yan could still anticipate his movements through the changes in his spiritual body’s position.

At the same time, Luo Yan finally took out her weapons—a sniper rifle, and its accompanying Philosopher’s Stone.

This was Luo Yan’s strongest equipment in Yan City. Relying on the sniper rifle and Philosopher’s Stone, she could amplify her demonic power exponentially, thus unleashing abilities far exceeding her own strength.

The most typical example was the Life system Forbidden Technique, Manjusaka. At that time, with Luo Yan’s own strength at “Difficulty” level, using Manjusaka could at most threaten a “Ruin” level ability user, but with the Philosopher’s Stone, even Grifres, a “Peril” level ability user, couldn’t avoid it.

Luo Yan’s strength had increased considerably now, and the mass-produced Philosopher’s Stones from Lannister were far superior to the crudely made ones from Yan City. Even Wen Hua, who was now targeted by the sniper rifle, was so scared that he almost reverted from his mad state.

“Philosopher’s Stones… so many?”

Wen Hua trembled inwardly, seeing Luo Yan load a magazine with at least thirty Philosopher’s Stones.

If he wasn’t mistaken, this should be a bolt-action sniper rifle, incapable of automatic fire…

On the battlefield, the situation changed rapidly. After changing locations, Luo Yan immediately raised her sniper rifle and used her only offensive method.

Azure blue power was infused into the Philosopher’s Stone, and the bullet shot out, faster than Wen Hua, enveloped in a hazy, faint blue color.

—”Large-Scale Hyperspace Severance.”

The ability used by the Ice Coffin Weapon “One” at the end of the Ghost Town incident reappeared, enveloping the monster’s body.