Chapter 134 Explosion
With a gloomy face, Soest pushed open the door and strode into the villa.
He held a gold-inlaid cane in one hand and raised the other hand to his chest. His red glove had been taken off, revealing a silver ring on his middle finger that looked inconspicuous, but at this moment it was hard to look away. He muttered something, his eyes shooting like arrows at the shadow on the floor of the hall.
In an instant, an invisible cold wind blew through the hall, and the shadow on the ground in which Ms. D was hiding seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant hand, left the floor, and turned into a human form again.
A figure in a black robe floated in the air, restrained by an invisible force and unable to move.
This is a bit like Ms. Daly's psychic communication... Angel didn't have time to think about it. Seeing Ms. D emerging from the shadows, he immediately raised his revolver, aimed at her still struggling body in the air and pulled the trigger.
Even without the Black Flame, ordinary bullets can still cause damage!
puff--
Two clouds of blood mist emerged from Ms. D's body.
"This place is forbidden...spiritual creatures."
Her words were unclear, but she still spoke concisely.
The cold wind swept past the few people again, and the power that bound Ms. D disappeared. She fell to the ground in a mess, with no time to get up. She could only raise her head and look past Dunn and others who raised their guns again, and looked at Soster at the door.
The Red Gloves captain's eyes narrowed.
Then he looked like he had been hit hard in the face. His head tilted back, his teeth clenched, and a trace of blood oozed from his mouth, nostrils, and ears.
"Bang, bang—"
Dunn and Henry in front of Ms. D, and Angel behind her, raised their guns and shot at the stubborn "shepherd" at the same time.
The sharp sound of metal deflecting bullets was heard again. Among the crowd, the figure in exquisite silver-white armor slowly stood up, looking majestic without anger.
She changed the grazing soul again!
The ban that was issued previously also became invalid at the same time. The light of the chandelier on the ceiling that had been suppressed by the ban was reignited, illuminating the hall like daylight and making the armored warriors look like gods.
Danger!
Angel was about to retreat out of the range of the armored warrior's two-handed giant sword, but he saw Ms. D with empty hands and her gauntlets clenched, preparing to punch Dunn in front of her.
Did she not summon the radiant giant sword because her spiritual power was almost exhausted and could no longer support her continuous use of extraordinary abilities?
So is the purpose of wearing this armor just to block bullets?
"Hypnotize her!"
Angel's mind raced as she threw down her revolver, switched the dagger to her right hand, and shouted to Dunn while quickly approaching the armored warrior who was taller than her.
Upon hearing this, Dunn took a half step back, avoiding the heavy but swift attack from the armored warrior. His eyes were half closed, and a drowsy wave emanated from his body again.
Ms. D, who was under the armor, was affected directly and her movements immediately slowed down, as if she had stepped into a quagmire.
Now is the time!
Angel, holding a dagger in his hand, walked past Ms. D and turned around to insert the dagger into the only helmet observation port that could attack the inside.
In the horizontal crack, the blue eyes looked at Angel, as calm as the sea.
She wasn't pulled into the dream?
Angel instinctively sensed something was wrong and looked upwards at the spiritual alert.
A thin figure jumped down from the second-floor corridor surrounding the hall and rushed towards the night watchmen at the door. He was half naked, with flying black hair, and his brown eyes were bloodshot and full of madness.
“For the Lord!”
Angel instantly thought of the "murderer's sketch" that Old Neil had drawn after divination, and of the "VIP" he had met at Backlund Bank.
Ms. D only summoned armor, but didn't attack with the greatsword...
She forced back the spirit creatures and attacked Sost, the only one who could restrict the actions of others...
Flesh bomb...
Several thoughts flashed through Angel's mind, but in front of this crazy member of the Aurora Society, there was only one thing he could do.
She turned around and grabbed Dunn, who was closest to her and was half-closing his eyes to use his "nightmare" ability, and used the "charged attack" technique to push him out of the door.
"boom--"
The violent explosion and the shock wave hit Angel's back like a huge hammer.
Amidst the splattering blood, her fragile body swayed and shrank, turning into a paper figure, and slammed against the wall with a "bang".
“Hmm…”
Angel got up from the ground, feeling a burning pain in his back.
At the critical moment, she used her "paper substitute" to avoid the violent impact at the center of the explosion, but her back was still hit by the raging storm. Although she was not seriously injured, it was difficult for her to even straighten up at this moment.
The "Paper Man Substitute" will teleport the user to a designated location not far away. She went directly to the second-floor corridor where the "Aurora Society" member who had just committed suicide was hiding, and used the building to block the aftermath of the explosion below.
Angel felt his body and found that no parts were missing, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, she subconsciously pushed Dunn away instead of using fire to jump away from the danger. Of course, she had the "paper man" with her and was fearless, but more of it was due to her habitual actions in her previous life.
If the "paper substitute" hadn't taken effect in time, he would have probably died in the explosion just now...
She gripped the dagger tightly, feeling a wave of fear.
Looking down from the corridor on the second floor, the lobby on the first floor was even more dilapidated than when it was destroyed by Ms. D with a lightsaber. There was also flesh and blood radiating out on the marble floor, which was left by the man who was used as a "flesh bomb" just now.
The only one standing was Ms. D, who was covered in heavy armor. Her silver-white armor had turned dark red stained with blood in the explosion. At this time, she did not have enough spiritual power to maintain it. The helmet, breastplate and other parts disappeared one after another, revealing a graceful figure covered with a tattered black robe underneath.
This guy is not dead yet...
She saw Ms. D groping from under her black robe to pull out a small revolver, pointing the gun towards the door, as if she was going to shoot someone.
Gripping the only weapon in his hand - the steel dagger, Angel jumped down from the corridor like the member of the "Aurora Society" just now, and swung the knife at Ms. D's right hand that was holding the gun.
"you……"
The spiritually exhausted "shepherd" only had time to utter a word before his right hand holding the gun was cut off by a sharp dagger, and both the gun and his arm fell to the ground.
There wasn't much blood flowing out of the broken arm.
Without caring about being surprised, Angel continued to swing the dagger and charge forward. Her spiritual power was almost exhausted in the previous battle, and she could only use the dagger to fight at this time. But she believed that Ms. D, who kept changing the souls to graze and used more extraordinary abilities, would only be in a more embarrassed state at this time.
"You guy, as he said..."
Ms. D lost her right arm, and her body balance was not as good as usual. She was even more stretched under Angel's attack, and her chest and shoulders were bleeding frequently. However, she did not show any panic. Instead, she had a strange smile on her face and spoke word by word.
"As who said?"
Angel asked with a hint of curiosity, his brows still furrowed as he continued working.
A hint of mockery appeared on the face of the Aurora Society's messenger, who was as beautiful as the two "Witches of Pleasure" that Angel had seen.
"You'll see."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a violent explosion behind Angel. The airflow threw her up like a huge wave and landed beside the wooden altar carrying the statue of the "True Creator". The altar had experienced two explosions and was now crumbling.
That severed arm...it turns out she still has some strength left?
Angel thought of the "Rose Bishop's" ability to detonate his own flesh and blood, gritted his teeth, stood up, and picked up the dagger.
Ms. D, with a broken arm, was also thrown to a corner of the hall by the air wave. She landed in a mess and climbed up using her hands and feet. Seeing Angel rushing forward with a dagger raised again, she shook her head sarcastically and turned around to touch the wall of the hall.
Then, her figure became translucent, sank into the solid wall, and disappeared.
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