Chapter 103 The So-called Victory Nightmare
Silence, stillness.
Black slime clinging to chunks of flesh kept undulating as a dozen black humanoid figures staggered towards them, a black barrier isolating Yoko Village from the outside world.
Osa endured the suffocating and disgusting smell. This was the real Yoko Village. She frowned.
Kaharun took a few steps alongside her, his eyes fixed on the black slime.
Although it is unclear who is in Vifiya's body in the fake Yoko Village, that person not only brings them the missing memories, but also brings them the weaknesses of Quisili, including all the limitations of the first method mentioned by Vifiya.
All the necessary conditions were clear, and Vifiya alone paved the way for them to return to reality.
"Let me do it." Kaharun took a few steps forward and glanced down at Osa's trembling hand holding the sword.
She herself had a stagnation of magic power, and she was still fighting when she was pulled into the fake Yoko Village, which consumed a lot of magic power. Although she used a magic recovery potion, when she just came back, she relied on herself to split the passage for her and him to return.
"It's alright." Osa gripped the hilt of her sword and stood beside Kaharun, anger towards Quirrel in her blue eyes. "I don't have a habit of standing behind others."
Moreover, they needed to reunite with Vifiya as soon as possible.
She was alone over there and she was worried.
A magic circle appeared on Kaharun's palm: "Let's end this quickly."
The cold sword blade was quickly covered with a layer of blue light again, which was her answer to Kaharun.
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The boots stepped on the sticky blood, mixed with pieces of flesh that belonged to someone unknown.
Isidore suppressed the anxiety in his heart, his eyes fixed on Quichili who was moving towards him.
The agreement with Vifiya tightly controlled his desire to confirm whether she was safe.
Since he wants to kill everything he sees in front of him, as long as he kills them all, he can go find Vifiya, right?
The silver pupils had no other emotions, but were inexplicably cold, and they did not look like human eyes.
He stretched out his hand, and a magic circle appeared in his palm, which continued to expand to the size of a person. Countless white flying blades attacked each Kuizhili like sword energy.
But in an instant, all the Kuishili were cut and had to collapse again, trying to condense into human form again. The only white flying blades that remained after passing through the Kuishili in the air were all pierced with a piece of meat, and black mucus was dripping.
Isidore poured a little more magic power into the magic circle with an expressionless face. All the white flying blades suddenly exploded, and the pieces of meat on them disappeared in the air.
The black slime on the ground slowly faded away, and patches of red emerged like springs.
Isidore retracted the magic circle and calmly made sure that all the quiciles in front of him were completely destroyed.
He could go find Vifiya.
but……
He raised his head slightly, his gaze fixed on a spot in the air without any change. At the same time, a magic circle quickly lit up in the air, and a giant blade stabbed towards him as light as the wind.
The giant blade disappeared in mid-air, and wisps of black mucus dripped from the air.
A huge eye suddenly appeared in the air where there was nothing. The eyeball injured by Isidore was dripping with mucus, as if it was crying.
Kill everything he sees, his promise to Vifiya.
He held out his hand again.
"Isidore." Vifiya's cheerful voice sounded behind him.
He couldn't help but be stunned, his silver eyes instantly filled with joy, but when he was about to move, he stopped abruptly.
That's not Vifiya. Vifiya at this moment wouldn't speak in this tone, and...
In his pupils, there was anger that even Isidore himself could sense.
There is a disgusting ball of magic behind him.
This big eyeball is using that disgusting thing to imitate Vifia.
It was using Vifiya, trying to trap him.
The air solidified for a moment, and then suddenly exploded. Magic circles were spread all around the huge eye, and the magic ball behind it was squeezed by Isidore's magic and exploded in an instant.
The agreement with Vifiya is to kill everything in sight and survive.
Does it think that a fake Vifiya can trap him?
Vifiya is unique. There is only one Vifiya. Whether she had black hair and black eyes in the past, or blonde hair and red eyes now, there is only one Vifiya, only that soul.
There was a coldness in Isidore's eyes that he himself was not aware of. In just an instant, all the magic circles were activated at the same time. Countless sharp ice spikes pierced the huge eye, black mucus dripped to the ground, and the eye suddenly disappeared.
Isidore followed the trail of magic, magic bursting from his fingertips, and was isolated within the black barrier.
The magic of the giant eye disappeared without a trace.
He aimed at the black slime dripping from the giant eye. This eye was not the real body. He did injure it, but he was absolutely sure that it had the ability to withstand his attack, but it didn't. It let him hurt it without any defense, as if... it was testing it.
At this moment, Yoko Village was as quiet as ever. Everything here was once ignored, whether it was people or things.
But monsters are equal, and they will open their bloody mouths to everyone equally.
“Puff!”
The black mucus of the Quadrili splashed, and the flesh collapsed in an instant. Arnold shook off the blood that had turned from the mucus on his sword, and his eyes paused for a moment at the dozen or so Quadrili in front of him.
Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly stepped forward with his sword in hand. The long sword was extremely flexible in his hand. He moved freely among the group of Kuishili. With just a few turns of his wrist, the black slime faded away, and blood once again occupied the village of Yoko.
Arnold stopped and looked at the remaining black figures that were slowly walking towards him. Such a troublesome monster had a weakness that was simpler than anyone had expected. For him, knowing where the weakness was, the monster's single attack method was no different from a dead object.
However, he did not hide the vigilance in his eyes as he looked at the man standing beside him.
When he woke up, he found that someone had killed some of the Quisili here in advance, and at the same time prevented himself from being devoured by the Quisili.
Being grateful is one thing, but given the current situation in Yoko Village, can outsiders enter?
An unidentified man, even if he has helped you, is worthy of suspicion unless you are completely sure whether he is an enemy or a friend.
The man did not avoid Arnold's gaze. He raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and the flying blades burst out from the magic circle in his palm spun a few times, destroying all the remaining Quishili.
Seeing that Arnold showed no sign of concern about his ability to use magic, the man took the initiative to speak: "My name is Xiu, and I am an acquaintance of Isidore and the others."
After saying this, he leaned against the wooden stake nonchalantly. He didn't care how much the man in front of him believed his words.
Xiu glanced at Arnold calmly. When he arrived here, although the man in front of him had already fallen, he still used his own strength to hold back all the Kuisili in this direction, preventing them from moving forward at all.
For an ordinary man without any magical powers, his talent is amazing.
He lowered his eyes, but compared to this, he was more curious about Vifia Casely.
Those eyes...
His body couldn't help but tremble instinctively. What was in her body at that time?
At that time, when he knelt in front of her, she was just measuring whether he was an enemy.
It was also her instruction that he came here.
Arnold still did not let down his guard after hearing him introduce himself. He kept confirming whether all the Quiciles here had been completely eliminated.
Xiu's gaze followed Arnold this time. Since the beginning of the magic recovery potion, he had been investigating Miss Vifia and her knight, Arnold.
——
The smell of blood filled all of Vifiya's senses. Her face was extremely calm. At this moment, there was silence, except for the long sword clenched in her hand. The smoke inside the sword body floated faster.
The man's light purple eyes fell on Vifiya's sword, and he said lightly: "I will not fight with you today."
"Benedict." Vifia suddenly said, "Why do you pledge allegiance to the false god?"
As if he hadn't expected her to ask this question, a matter that had nothing to do with the present, Benedict said, "I didn't expect you to ask such a stupid question."
The listless young man stared at Vifia. "Are you the kind of person who would leisurely and elegantly inquire about the enemy's motives?"
She is not that kind of person, she is just looking for an opportunity to take action.
As if seeing through Vifia's thoughts, Benedict spoke slowly, "You don't want to see all the people of Yoko Village die, do you?"
Of course he knew that Vifiya was angry with him at the moment, and what he had done was indeed worthy of others' anger, but he didn't want to take action today.
Vifiya's fingertips turned white as she gripped the hilt of the sword. She had no doubt that the threat from the man who had created Quizili and caused this tragedy was a joke.
Benedict glanced off into the distance, then fixed his gaze on her. "Congratulations on successfully preventing the birth of a more powerful Quixley."
Weifeiya's eyes flashed with surprise. Something was wrong! Her already uneasy mood reached its peak because of his words.
Benedict seemed to be in a good mood, and the fatigue that had always lingered in his eyes seemed to have been dispelled. "Isn't the Marquis happy about his victory? He found Quichili's weakness single-handedly and woke the others at the lowest cost. It's just a pity..."
"It's a shame you didn't save any of the villagers in Yoko Village."
What? Vifiya's heart trembled. In addition to the villagers who died at Grandma Nabonong's doorstep, there was another group... in...
"They're all dead." Benedict's eyes were filled with a hint of joy as he spoke slowly, "To celebrate the Marquis' victory, I will destroy all remaining Quixley's original slime."
He admired the anger that finally showed on Vifiya across from him, but she was unable to do anything to him because of his threats.
Vifiya tried her best to suppress her anger, and her red eyes were full of murderous intent, but for the sake of the corpses of the villagers, she had to think twice before taking action.
"Marquis, many people have died at your hands. Do you have nightmares because of them?"
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