Chapter 104 Dying
“Get out of the way!”
Angel rolled away from the spot and shouted a warning to her teammates. An ice spear that attacked her brushed past her body and pierced into the ground. The gushing cold air covered the nearby land with a layer of white frost.
When this Sequence 6 "Witch of Pleasure" tried to attack them through spider silk just now, Angel guessed that her purpose was obviously not to kill the Nighthawks, but to delay everyone.
Otherwise, the black flame and frost spear at medium distance are obviously more suitable for her combat style.
As soon as Leonard discovered this, the opponent intensified her offensive, even using frost spears to restrain the Nighthawks at close range, which further exposed her purpose.
We need to find a way to consume her mirror double, just like we did with Madam Sharon...
Ignoring the chill invading his body, Angel raised his hand and fired back. The light of "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" burst out again, and a vague white human silhouette appeared not far away, slowly moving away from the position where the Night Watchmen were holding.
"We found her, Captain!"
Before Angel finished her words, she heard a familiar wave behind her. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to stay awake, moving a few steps sideways to get out of Dunn's attack range.
The "Witch of Pleasure" who was directly affected by the power of "Nightmare" was even more unbearable. She shook her body and stopped moving. Her invisibility disguise quickly faded away, and a slim woman in a black robe and a hood appeared in front of Angel.
I see you have a few mirror doubles...
Angel put the revolver filled with "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" back into the holster on his waist, pulled out the "Thirsty Blood" that he had hidden under his armpit, injected a little spiritual power into it, aimed at the tall and thin figure in the distance and pulled the trigger.
The black flame bullet accurately hit the woman's body, but this time there was no illusory sound of a mirror breaking. The black flame that could devour souls and flesh and blood surged from the point of impact and quickly spread throughout the body of the "Witch of Joy", burning her into a purple-black fireball.
What happened? Is this how she was dealt with?
Angel fired two more shots at the burning witch without hesitation, adding fuel to the black flames and causing the flames on her body to rise a full meter high.
There was also intense gunfire coming from behind.
Then, in her eyes, the burning body suddenly shrank and became smaller, turning into a black wooden stick about 20 cm long in the air.
The wooden staff burned with black flames and fell to the ground.
At the same time, the figure of the Witch of Joy appeared in front of Angel, holding a dagger in both hands, with black flames spewing from the tip of the dagger. She approached her at an extremely fast speed, her black robe fluttering in the wind.
If it’s not a mirror stand, then what kind of ability is this… a wooden staff stand?
Angel didn't bother to study the difference between the two stands. Seeing that the opponent was already in front of him, he could only retreat and shoot at the same time.
"Bang--"
The black-robed witch turned her body sideways and easily dodged the bullet. The dagger slashed and narrowly passed by Angel's chest. As she moved, Angel could barely see her face under the hood. It was a face he had never seen before, but it was extremely beautiful.
By the way, this guy is also an "Assassin" and it's hard to hit him with a direct shot...
She pulled out a dagger from her waist and blocked the opponent's second attack. The heavy attack almost made the dagger in her left hand fall out of her hand.
"You're quite skilled, you're also an 'Assassin'. Why did you join the 'Nighthawks' and attack your companions?"
Companions? My companions are all behind me.
Angel didn't give her the chance to use "instigation" or "provoke" and directly interrupted the witch's words with a gunshot.
"Captain, hypnotize us, Leonard, prepare to attack!"
Since I can't do anything to her, I'll call my teammates for help!
After realizing this, Angel did not retreat but advanced, holding the dagger in his left hand and tightly grasping "Thirst Blood" in his right hand. He took two steps forward and got close to the body of the Witch of Pleasure.
As long as I can hold her back and wait for the captain to use his "Nightmare" ability...
team leader?
Leonard?
There was silence behind her, as if she and the witch in front of her were the only two people left on the riverbank.
"hehe--"
The Witch of Joy let out a few extremely happy laughs, and several floating black flames emerged around her. Angel, who had witnessed the power of this black flame, could only take two steps back to avoid the attack of the black flame.
The other party did not pursue him, but pulled off his hood, revealing his soft gray hair and fair skin, with an irrepressible smile on his face.
"Teammate? If you don't go over there, they'll all die!"
"Bang--"
Not wanting to talk to her at all, Angel raised "Thirst for Blood" and fired a shot, knowing that she couldn't hit the other party at all. She didn't even have the extraordinary ability to input spirituality and use weapons.
As expected, the hastily fired shot was dodged by the Witch of Joy, and the two of them also distanced themselves from each other.
But what about the captain? What about Klein and Leonard?
While quickly reloading, Angel was thinking. Even though he guessed that this was probably a verbal attack from the other party, he still couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him out of the corner of his eye.
The "Nightmare" Dunn Smith windbreaker undulated, as if a terrifying monster was wriggling under the clothes.
Not far in front of him, illuminated by the phantom phosphorescent powder, Leonard threw away the empty revolver, clenched his fists, and pounced on a short woman in a black robe. The latter had her hood down, her black hair fluttering, and was not affected by the power of "Nightmare" at all.
She held a statue made of bones in one hand and waved the other in the air, directing the black flames floating in the air to block the two of them, leaving Leonard in a dilemma. He could only keep dodging on the spot, looking very embarrassed.
Captain, Leonard, everything is fine...
Angel's uneasiness eased slightly.
Wait, what's on the ground?
She was about to look away when her gaze froze, then glanced towards Dunn's feet, where a familiar figure lay.
Klein Moretti, the young "Fortune Teller," had his eyes tightly closed, one hand covering his chest while the other tightly gripped a silver chain. The topaz at the end of the chain was stained red with blood. More, unstoppable blood was gushing out regularly from the gaps between his fingers covering his chest, spilling into the sky and even splashing onto Dunn's leather boots.
"You will all live well today..."
"You will all die here today!"
The witch's annoying voice came, with a tone of supreme joy, as if she was enjoying Angel's despair.
Black flames appeared beside the witch, and Angel's hands and feet tightened at the same time, and he was entangled by countless invisible spider silks.
"Let's start with you, the treacherous 'assassin'."
Frost and flames appeared in the air simultaneously, and the Sequence 6 Witch of Pleasure finally displayed her full strength.
“Click—”
A loud mechanical sound startled the witch for a moment, and then her expression changed, and a series of black flames and ice spikes around her smashed towards Angel.
Bright yellow flames burst from the bound Angel, and the spider silk strands, fearing the flames, snapped and burned away. The figure within the flames raised one hand and fired a bullet laced with black flames into the ground, sending a black-purple flame blasting out.
The witch, who had already become alert, retreated repeatedly, waving her hands, directing ice spikes and black flames to fly towards the figure in the flames, but all the attacks passed through the illusory firelight and hit the ground.
…
Leonard was desperately trying to avoid the black flames controlled by the "witch" in front of him, retreating step by step as they chased him.
The "nightmare" ability that Dunn used before the battle seemed to be hindered by some force. His body shook, his windbreaker slowly fell off, his eyes had reopened, and his green pupils were looking deeply at the statue in the "witch's" hand.
"The original witch..."
He murmured.
The "Nightmare" ability didn't work, and Klein was seriously injured by a sneak attack. Dunn felt that the spiritual power in his body was showing signs of being out of control, so he quickly suppressed his emotions and took out his revolver.
"Bang——"
There was a sound of flames exploding in his ears, and he saw a flash of fire before his eyes. A woman with long light golden hair stepped out of the flames, raised her hand and shot away a black flame that was floating towards Leonard.
"Captain, you and Leonard go hold the other one, I'll take care of this one."
The cool yet confident voice made Dunn's anxiety fade away.
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