Chapter 105-104- Inspiration
In the flash of light, countless images collapsed and shattered before his eyes, and what followed was a normal world that was back on track.
Cromwell looked around, but could no longer see those terrifying eyes or translucent ghost claws. Only the light above his head was still emitting light, illuminating everything around him.
"Miss Wuming, was that... a ghost?" He immediately understood what was going on and asked in a dry voice with a hint of gratitude.
Fusjiang is a border city of the Rust Bone Free State, which is also the birthplace of the Holy Spirit Sect. It is normal to encounter the undead here.
As a wizard with some strength, Cromwell had no contact with the undead. He only heard that they were afraid of fire magic, so he thought that he had Water Wave Flame, which should be enough to deal with it.
But he never imagined that the methods of the undead would be so horrifying and strange. If it weren't for the unfathomable Miss Wuming beside him, he couldn't imagine what kind of nightmare he would die in pain.
"It should be." Yvette said, looking in a certain direction in the darkness. "It escaped. It shouldn't be a homeless ghost. There must be someone behind it."
The soul that had just been hiding in the shadows launched some kind of attack on the two of them from the branch of soul magic. It could be an illusion, mental magic, or something else, but in short, it was quickly discovered by Yvette, who caught the real body and attacked it with a series of spells, driving it away.
Unfortunately, if it was a skeleton or a zombie, it would be fine, but the opponent is a pure spiritual evil spirit, which is immune to most means of attack, including but not limited to physical attacks, water, ice, earth, wind and other elemental magic.
As a result, her few attack methods that can cause direct damage to spirits are only lightning magic and fire magic, and their effects will be reduced, making it impossible to kill them quickly.
She was somewhat helpless about this. However, there were two main ways to inflict significant damage to a special being like a demon.
One is a branch of sunlight magic under light and shadow magic, which has special attacks against all undead creatures.
The other is the "spiritual/mental magic" branch under soul magic, which is very effective against all spirits.
But both types of knowledge are difficult to acquire, and she doesn't know much about them.
So at the moment, it was a bit troublesome for Yvette to kill an evil spirit. She had to chase the opponent and use thunder magic and fire magic to slowly grind the opponent to death.
I don't know if my pure white tentacles have any effect on spirits... but it seems a bit uncertain. After all, the devouring ability of the pure white tentacles is currently only for matter...
Yvette shook her head, and then heard Cromwell ask worriedly, "There are undead here, so won't someone from the Holy Spirit Sect come to arrest us soon?"
"In Rustbone, the Holy Spirit Sect is a legal Orthodox religion. They shouldn't start a war over a group of human traffickers. That would give the federal government an excuse to attack Rustbone," Yvette analyzed.
"That's right..." Cromwell felt relieved.
In the United States of New Eden, the Holy Spirit Sect is considered a cult, but in some small countries and in the Rusted Free State, the Holy Spirit Sect is not only an orthodox religion, but also a very righteous and sacred image.
Even the locals of Rustbone believed that the so-called "cult" was nothing more than international persecution and slander against the Holy Spirit Sect. They believed that the international community must be jealous of the Holy Spirit Sect's magical technology and had joined forces to suppress them. Allegations of experiments on human souls and human trafficking were fake news and did not exist.
In this situation, as long as the Holy Spirit Sect wants to maintain stability and protect its own image, it cannot do anything too extreme.
Then Cromwell suddenly thought of something and asked with some admiration: "Miss Wuming, how did you see through those illusions and discover that soul just now?"
Attacks on the soul level are indiscriminate, and even powerful cybermages and ordinary people are not significantly different in terms of spiritual strength. Without targeted equipment or the corresponding countermeasures, even a master can easily fall into the hands of evil spirits.
Yvette said uncertainly, "It... wasn't hidden very well. I found it right away..."
Found it at a glance?
Are you an inspiration?
Cromwell was a little skeptical, thinking Miss Wuming might be deliberately perfunctory. He could only sigh and laugh, "As expected of Miss Wuming... I was almost scared to death. That ghost thing was so terrifying, it can't even compare to horror movies..."
Yvette looked at him in surprise and said, "Is it scary?"
"Yeah, uh, isn't that scary?" Cromwell was a little surprised and immediately described the scene he had just seen.
Due to years of writing, his expression is very vivid and vivid, making people feel as if they are there, as if if they close their eyes, they can see those terrible scenes appear before their eyes.
Yvette was silent.
This was completely different from what she had seen.
How to put it, if what appeared before Cromwell's eyes was a creepy horror movie, then what she saw might just be a crudely made... stick figure?
By the way, are those things on the wall actually bloody eyeballs? Are those things at my feet actually translucent human hands?
Why is it that in her eyes, it is just a blurry mosaic and she can't even see clearly?
Instead, the translucent evil spirit that attacked secretly was hiding in the shadows, but she found it out at a glance?
Thinking of this, she felt that the answer should be out.
Yes, the inspiration is different.
To put it more bluntly, years of hard sleep have made her mental strength much higher than that of ordinary people.
Although she didn't know much about soul magic and had no means of defense, she had a lot of health. The soul attacks launched by the evil spirits on her were like mosquito bites. They did make her itchy for a while, but that was all.
…
After the actual combat test, Yvette felt a little more at ease about her spirit body and no longer worried about being attacked by mental magic.
The two continued to walk down the mostly destroyed stairs and finally arrived at the place where Cromwell and the other two were originally imprisoned. They reached out and pushed the door open.
The red-haired young man Donnelly is here, and there are several other people here with him, both men and women, one of whom is Donnelly's girlfriend.
When the door was pushed open, they were extremely nervous at first, each of them tightly grasping the simple weapons in their hands. But after seeing clearly, Donnell immediately breathed a sigh of relief and introduced, "It's safe, everyone... This is the Miss Wuming I told you about! See, I didn't lie to you!"
The image of the beautiful girl with silver hair and red eyes was indeed too impressive and too unlikely to be real. After matching Donnell's description, the victims in the house immediately became excited and burst into short, low cheers.
Yvette looked at Donnell and said, "Where's Reese?"
"He's in the next room." Donnell said, and went to the door of another room and shouted, "Come out! Miss Noname is back!"
Almost at the same time, Reese's figure walked out of the next room, followed by several other survivors with unfamiliar faces. They were all dressed in tattered clothes, and their eyes were filled with the confusion of surviving a disaster, mixed with an incredible light.
Adding up the victims in both rooms, and including Cromwell, Donnell, and Rees, there were a total of 18 rescued victims.
After counting the number of people, Yvette was very happy, thinking, didn’t she make 1.8 million yuan?
This is easier than the Werewolf Killer mission...
She then asked, "Are there any other parks around here?"
She remembered hearing the human traffickers mention that two little girls were captured in another nearby park, perhaps not far from here.
A thin man standing behind Donnell spoke hesitantly, "...Yes, it's across the street, about a kilometer away. Those scumbags mentioned it to each other when they were communicating... It seems these are the only two places here that are called 'industrial parks.'"
He pointed in the direction of a shadowy area deep in the darkness, with the outlines of more low buildings.
"Okay." Ivette nodded. Since she had to strike back anyway, she might as well strike them all at once. This way she could also make some extra money.
Donnell, Reese and others looked at each other in bewilderment, thinking that judging from Miss Wuming's tone, it seemed that taking down one industrial park was not enough, and she wanted to take down another one?
Isn’t this too fierce?
(End of this chapter)
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