Chapter 15 Isabel's Sword

Lu Yao looked at the cold and smooth eyeball in his hand.

As he stared into the green pupils, another perspective completely different from the one in the room appeared before his eyes.

The street lights on both sides of the street were receding rapidly.

Isabel was chasing her target at high speed.

She turned a corner into the parking lane and stopped to observe.

Under the dim light, the wild dog's body swelled up rapidly, its front legs stood up, and its fur split in the middle, revealing a sturdy man wrapped in white fur.

The man was a bloody mess, with a thick layer of wild beast hair sewn on his body. He had messy greasy hair, a thick beard with white air coming out of his mouth, and bloodshot eyes, like a transformed humanoid beast.

Lu Yao suddenly thought, isn't this the high-definition plus version of the Barbarian Hero? The stripping and tying up pervert in real life is really the devil Jack who drives the Barbarian tribe.

The beast-skin man tore the drunk's clothes, exposing his skin to the air. Then the beast-skin man vomited a pool of blood on the drunk, and he used his claw-like fingers to dip the blood and write strange symbols on the drunk's body.

Isabel turned into a dark shadow and approached quickly.

She grabbed a rusty steel pipe from somewhere and, with a clang, hit the beast-skin man right on the side of his forehead.

The beast-skin man was knocked back by the huge force and hit the windshield of an abandoned Otto car, splattering glass shards all over the ground.

Under the impact of this level of force, the beastman's head only suffered a slight dent, and he struggled to sit up.

Isabel's steel pipe fell from the air again and landed accurately on his head.

One, two, three times.

Isabel just swung the steel pipe skillfully, hitting the beastman so hard that he fell into the car. Soon the beastman's arms dropped and his body stopped moving.

Lu Yaoren was stunned.

Where's the Summoning Necromancer? Why is it a Physical Swordmaster? Something's wrong, something's wrong, I've been fooled...

"Sir, this is a devil believer, and his identity should be a hero."

Isabel's voice came from her eyeballs.

Lu Yao realized: "That is to say, the real devil is still in the dark."

"Yes, he should be watching somewhere."

Isabel looked around, searching for the mastermind hiding in the dark.

"Sir, due to the constraints of the realm, I cannot identify the identity of the god. I can only identify the flame of faith on the demon apostle, but it is difficult to determine the demon's location."

Lu Yao said: "Is that demon believer still alive?"

"Alive, but because he broke through from the lower dimension, he has mutated into a monster. He is just a walking corpse controlled by the devil god."

"So what's the usual way to deal with it?"

"Execution."

Isabel still looked around and said, "Once they become monsters, they cannot recover even if they return to the lower dimension. Killing them is the last mercy for them."

"Then let's do it."

Isabel looked at the beast-skin man again: "Sir, he is dead."

Only a dark figure remained on the dented car, like a human-shaped ashes left after a burn.

“…”

"I am truly sorry, sir. I have not fought for a long time. Although I have tried my best to restrain myself, he is too weak. This level of power is enough to kill him. Please punish me."

"Forget it... the result won't make any difference anyway."

Lu Yao suddenly felt his perspective shaking violently for a while, and then it stopped, as if someone had pressed the pause button on the picture.

He tried calling out, "Isabelle, Isabelle?"

No response.

Isabel's body fell into a strange state of stillness, and her perspective became fixed, facing the direction of the street lamp.

Lu Yao knew that it was most likely the demon player who took action.

He observed calmly, thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

A person wearing a mask came into view.

The man was wearing a loose black windbreaker with the hood covering half of his face.

"I finally caught you."

"You made me look for you for a long time. You are really good at hiding."

It was a light female voice.

"Then I will accept your fire of faith." The woman in the windbreaker stretched out her hand, took out a flute from her pocket with her left hand, and took out a handful of dog food from her pocket with her right hand.

"From today on, be my dog."

"Good puppy, lick my hand and you'll get food. Come on, come on, stick out your cute little tongue."

Isabel, who was originally stiff, suddenly jumped up and grabbed the other person's wrist: "I got you."

The other party was trembling all over as if he had seen a ghost, and dog food was scattered all over the floor.

"Impossible, impossible, the beast transformation ritual has already started... How can you still be sane?"

"Who are you? Who are you?"

Isabel asked through her eyeballs: "Sir, do you want to execute the demon? This is also the conventional way to deal with it."

"No hurry. Let me think about it."

Lu Yao said, "Pull her hood off."

Isabel pulled off the man's hood, revealing light blond hair and a young female face.

The hairdresser Lisa looked at Isabel in astonishment. She seemed still unable to figure it out and her eyes were somewhat confused.

"Now, ask her..."

In response to Isabel's question, Lisa answered very straightforwardly. It was unclear whether she was very clear that she had no room for bargaining or she just didn't care.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Lu Yao quickly figured out what was going on.

Lisa deliberately pretended to be a victim in order to hide her identity. She summoned the heroes of the barbarian tribe and performed a beast transformation ceremony in the real world - that is, stripping people of their clothes, applying a blood curse and hanging them up.

The two targets of the bestiality ritual are a female college student and a courier. They are not ordinary people, but simulator players.

The key to the ritual is a small beast-like relief. As long as the relief is stared at for a long time, the ritual will begin, and the person being stared at will gradually lose their reason, cognition and memory, and become vulnerable to others.

The relief was embedded in the barbarian hero's forehead, staring at Isabel.

Lisa seemed to have thought of something, and revealed an angry look: "...Why can a high-level player like you stay in the safe zone? Those people on the committee are really bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. They only bully ordinary players like us, and pretend not to see you. Is there any justice in the world!"

Isabel followed Lu Yao's request and remained silent, pretending to be an expert.

Too much talk leads to mistakes.

It is less likely to create loopholes if you don't speak.

Lisa didn't seem surprised by Isabel's silence.

She took out three things from her pocket. "I understand the principle that the winners win and the losers lose. I'm unlucky this time and I've hit a wall. I admit defeat."

Isabel took the trophy from her but remained unmoved.

"That's all I have."

Lisa said in a self-deprecating tone, "I also ascended to the crawler zone, but a bastard destroyed the wonders, so I descended back to the safe zone. I just want to make some extra money with the beast transformation ritual so that I can go back as soon as possible."

"Now I am just a barbarian tribe, and it collapsed due to drought. I have to migrate again..."

"You can kill me or chop me up, it's up to you. I'm already being targeted by the committee anyway, so there's no difference between being caught by you and by them."

Isabel said, "Go and turn yourself in, and this matter ends here."

Lisa took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed 110.

"Hello? Police? I'm the pervert who hung someone up before. Yes, that's the one. I'm turning myself in now. I'm guilty. Come and arrest me. My name is Lisa. I live in 701, Building 3, Nanpu Apartment, Jiuyuan Community. You can check my personal information."

Isabel turned away, back into the darkness.

…

Half an hour later.

In a white separate room.

"I told you, that's a high-level player who shouldn't be in the safe zone!"

"The [Statue of the Skinner] I got in the Crawling Zone had no effect on her. She killed my level 7 Barbarian hero, who specialized in strength and defense, with three hits of a steel pipe..."

Lisa was wearing a pair of shackles made of rattan and had a look of impatience on her face.

"She is shrouded in black mist and looks young, but this may also be a disguise of props."

"Either she is a high-level player in the Crawling Zone, or she is a high-level Apostle... In any case, she is definitely far beyond the standard of the Safe Zone!"

Opposite Lisa was a wall made of blue bricks.

The surface of this wall slowly rises and falls like flowing water.

A voice came from inside the wall: "Yuan Lisa, now I will announce the committee's punishment on you."

"...If you harm ordinary players in the safe zone, illegally rob faith, and disrupt social order, you will be sentenced to 10 years in prison until you enter the crawling zone. The punishment will take effect immediately."

The room suddenly became dark.

Only the screen on the table was dimly lit, illuminating Lisa's somewhat unwilling face.

She sighed, sat in front of the computer, and clicked on the only icon on the desktop.

"God Simulator".

As a result, when she opened the interface, Lisa punched the table in anger.

"It's okay for a high-level player! How dare a rookie confront me and destroy my tribe and passage! Yao Shen? Little Yao bastard!"

(End of this chapter)