Chapter 103: Counterattack
"Maybe it will take a day, or two. At least this evil curse ritual won't be activated tonight."
Looking at the counterclockwise rotating citrine pendant, Klein looked at the captain and the other two teammates surrounding him and spoke slowly.
"Very good, then we still have plenty of time."
Dunn nodded and said to Leonard beside him.
"Take Klein with you and drive to the Ahowa County garrison camp in the northern district. First, identify yourself to the chaplain and inform them of the situation here. He'll have a way to get the army to assist you. Dispatch three... no, five heavy artillery pieces. They have a long range. They don't need to reach the western district. They should be able to provide blanket fire from the northern suburbs."
He stuffed the horribly ugly map that Leonard and the others had drawn that afternoon into Klein's hands.
"Let them aim and hit."
For some reason, Klein's face flushed with excitement. He took the map and carefully put it away.
"No problem, we'll set off for the North District now."
Leonard saluted like a soldier and walked towards the carriage parked on the side of the road.
When passing Angel, he turned his head and said silently:
Good idea.
I learned it in Enmat Harbor.
She responded silently, and Leonard roughly recognized the words from her mouth shape. The corners of his mouth turned up, and he took two steps forward with a smile.
The moment he walked past Angel, Leonard suddenly felt a huge force from his lower back, knocking him away.
He barely turned his body in the air and saw clearly that Angel had not yet retracted his raised foot.
And, at his original position, a black flame dagger appeared in the air.
"Enemy attack!"
The trembling cry of "Midnight Poet" rang out, and before he landed on the ground, he had already taken out the gun from the holster under his arm and aimed at the position of the dagger.
"Bang--"
The sound of a gunshot and a body falling to the ground rang out at the same time. There was nothing where the bullet flew past. The black flame on the dagger converged, and then the entire weapon disappeared into the air.
Invisibility! It's that "witch"!
Without wasting bullets, Leonard used his hands and feet to get up from the ground, holding his gun in alert.
"Witch! She took the initiative, gather together!"
Including Klein, the four Nighthawks present were not dealing with an enemy who could hide his body for the first time. If the enemy's attack was ineffective, they would definitely look for another opportunity. The four of them immediately surrounded them and stood in a circle with their backs to each other.
"Bang—bang—"
Two consecutive gunshots rang out.
Angel lowered his right hand, fired a live bullet at the ground behind him, and then fired the "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" in the second position of the magazine.
The glowing powder instantly enveloped the four people and the space around them. The phantom phosphorescent powder shone with a pale yellow glow and slowly fell, rendering the country road under the night sky like a fairyland.
There is no fifth figure among them.
Could it be that this "witch" found that her prey was already alert and she had no idea where to start, so she simply ran away?
Leonard raised his gun and looked around. The dreamy phosphorescent powder gradually moved sideways with the breeze blowing from the Tussock River, and would soon float away from the people. However, there were only four Night Watchmen present, whose outlines were dyed with the powder and emitted a faint glow.
...Be careful with the spider silk, it's a Sequence 6, the "Pleasure Witch"...
"It's Sequence 6, 'Pleasure Witch'. Watch out for the spider silk!"
Leonard repeated loudly, his eyes following the prompt in his mind, and soon he found several silk threads with little starlight attached, wrapping around the few people slowly but quickly.
Dunn and Klein also noticed the faint spider silk, took aim and pulled the trigger. The bullets whizzed past, but they were completely helpless against the slender spider.
"Use fire. Spider silk is afraid of fire."
Angel's cold voice was also filled with a hint of anxiety. Leonard and she had both seen the power of this spider silk. If they didn't find the invisible "Witch of Pleasure" as soon as possible, or burn the spider silk, it wouldn't be long before they would be helpless and die.
Klein was closest to the carriage. He was quick-witted and agile. When he heard that fire was needed, he immediately took two steps forward, took the oil lamp from the carriage, and smashed it to the ground with a swing of his hand. Oil splattered everywhere, and the pungent smell instantly enveloped everyone.
Immediately, flames shot up into the sky, drawing unruly patterns on the rammed earth road surface.
The spider silk in the air ignites when it encounters fire, and like a lit fuse, it runs in all directions with flames, and then converges in the same direction.
That's where the "Witch of Joy" is!
Without waiting for Leonard to remind him, Dunn Smith put down his pistol, stroked his temples with his left hand, closed his eyes slightly, and an invisible wave spread out from him, but most of it flowed towards the direction of the spider silk.
Even Leonard, who was standing next to the captain, felt his eyelids drooping uncontrollably, his thoughts slowing down, as if he was about to fall asleep.
Is the Captain really only at Sequence 7...
After biting the tip of his tongue to let the pain stimulate his brain and wake up from his drowsy state, Leonard looked at Dunn beside him with some fear.
The latter's eyes were completely closed, as if he had fallen asleep while standing. About 30 meters in front of him, a constantly moving space was illuminated by the faint crimson moonlight, like the refraction of light caused by the heat rising from the ground at noon.
It was the "Pleasure Witch"! Although she wasn't completely hypnotized, she had already exposed herself under the captain's interference.
"There!" Leonard shouted, raising his gun and firing first.
Angel, who was also on alert, fired with him. She fired a "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption". The bullet dragged a trail of phosphorescence and hit the space in the distance that was moving like rippling water, following Leonard's bullet.
"Bang——"
The bullet exploded, and another cloud of phantom phosphorescent powder floating in the air appeared on the banks of the Tussock River.
Leonard's bullet also hit the target accurately, but unfortunately the sound of broken glass was what he expected.
Mirror fragments marked with light powder fell on the wheat field, and the "Witch of Joy" disappeared again.
But there is no mirror nearby, how does she use the "mirror substitute"?
...They can carry their own special mirrors as spellcasting materials, but the number of times they can be used is limited...
"It's another mirror double. She probably won't be able to use it many times. Everyone stay alert!"
Leonard immediately passed this information to his teammates, and at the same time shouted loudly to intimidate the "Witch of Joy" of unknown origin, and it would be best to make her retreat.
The people who had been scattered by the spider silk attack gathered together again and stood beside the still burning whale oil.
"Captain, can we find her again like we did just now?"
Angel opened the revolver's cylinder, poured out the few unfired bullets, replaced them all with "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption", then turned around and asked Dunn.
"You need to find the general direction first, otherwise you will be affected before she is."
Dunn squinted his eyes and used the sleepless man's dark vision to search for the enemy in the surrounding wheat fields, but the enemy seemed determined not to show up before the flames were extinguished. There was silence all around, only the breeze blowing through the heavy ears of wheat, making a slight rustling sound.
"No, she seems to be stalling for time..."
Leonard felt a little uneasy. He turned his head to look at the second-floor house in the distance. There was still an atmosphere of keeping strangers away, but the chill that penetrated deep into his bones had disappeared.
"The divination results indicate that the curse ritual won't be activated so soon. What's the point of her stalling for time?"
Klein was very confident in the accuracy of his divination.
"Unless it's for..."
"She has companions. They must be trying to stop the ritual and escape with the key items!"
Angel's exclamation suppressed Leonard's muttering. The faces of several people changed drastically as they looked towards the house that had lost its chill.
The same chill appeared less than 10 meters away from them. One after another, frost spears as thick as arms formed in the air and flew towards the Night Watchers like flowers scattered by fairies.
Strange... homophones separated by punctuation can also be blocked
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