Chapter 038 The Four

The door is closed and cannot be opened without the owner's order, but Wuqing has the key.

He raised his hand and touched the wooden door which was as cold as the black and white nun. Suddenly, a row of strange words appeared in his mind, which he should not be able to understand.

[Do you want to open the gate to the park? ]

Wuqing withdrew his hand without answering.

The strange words twisted and disappeared.

He was not sure what was outside, whether it was the prefectural government shrouded in thick fog, or the strange building that flashed by in his peripheral vision.

If it is the former, wouldn't he be causing trouble for Madam Luo if he went out now?

I hope Zhui Ming can stay far away...

However, Madam Luo is thoughtful and has made preparations for a long time. Now that she is facing the monster head-on, she will definitely not let Zhui Ming and his men stay in Jizhou Prefecture.

"Hello, sir."

A puppet walked up to Wuqing. They shared the same face, spoke in the same sweet voice, and had a friendly smile on their faces: "I am Housekeeping Puppet 7425. I have detected that you are hungry. Do you need me to prepare dinner for you?"

Yichang didn't care whether the Son of Luck had eaten or not. Wuqing was being stared at alternately by it and Ge Tong, so he naturally had no interest in eating and therefore didn't feel hungry.

At this moment, when he heard Housekeeping Puppet 7425 ask this, he realized belatedly that he was hungry: "Thank you for your help."

7425 smiled and nodded: "Please wait a moment, we will prepare dinner for you right away."

It raised its hand and pointed to the empty pavilion on the other side and asked, "Do you need me to push you over there?"

The household puppets are Tarona's creations, and therefore her power. Wuqing's disguise magic is useless against them.

The chief constable refused it: "No need, I can go there myself."

7425 bowed slightly, turned around and skipped away.

The twelve women over there had been staring at Wuqing for quite a while. They couldn't see through the disguise magic and just thought that Wuqing was just like them, a poor person who was rescued by Sister Luo.

Some of them wanted to go up and talk to Wuqing, to ask what the situation was like outside and whether anyone from their family had come to look for them... But due to the other party's cold and cold expression, she went to the other side and did not come to sit with them. It seemed that she was a sister who did not like to sit with others.

They are all poor people who were rescued by Sister Luo. They should not disturb the peace of this sister and let her calm down.

Ruthlessly avoiding them is just a matter of gender differences.

He asked the household puppet who wandered over to him for paper and pen, took out the letter evidence he carried with him from his sleeve, pondered for a moment, and then picked up the pen and wrote on the paper.

At this time, Wuqing is like a historian, loyal to the facts and only writes the facts.

Before he had finished writing half of what he had written, he heard a knock on the door, and along with it was the sound of a child's laughter.

child?

Are there any children outside the door?

But both the twelve girls and the household puppet holding the child turned a deaf ear to the noise outside the door.

It seemed as if he was the only one who could hear these sounds.

This is Madam Luo’s place. Could those children knocking on the door be Madam Luo’s children?

Since Lady Luo has passed away, then these children...

Not necessarily. Maybe, like these people, he is well protected by Madam Luo.

Wuqing hesitated for a moment and was about to put down his pen to take a look when he heard footsteps again. The child who knocked on the door had left.

They spoke these words as they walked, in a language that Wuqing could not understand, just like the hazy ballad he had heard in his dream.

"Ah, let's go, mother is calling us!"

"Brothers and sisters, we should go to our mother at once!"

“La la la, mother needs us! We can finally help our mother!”

The footsteps became hurried and blurred. They ran faster and faster, happier and happier, and they even started singing.

Wuqing still didn't understand a word they said, but he knew that they were going to look for Madam Luo.

The blood pattern on his forehead that was drawn by Ms. Luo herself was slightly warm, so he understood what she meant.

It turned out that it was Miss Luo who was calling them.

…

Berserkers are known to be irrational in combat, only intent on killing any enemies in their path, and sometimes even their own teammates.

Without any teammates, Tarona's fighting became increasingly irrational, but her remaining sanity remained firmly at 30%.

The monster whose home was robbed fell from the sky in great anger. It stretched out its sharp claws, and black and red flames suddenly ignited, trying to give the fierce ghost on the ground a fatal blow.

Unfortunately, the fierce ghost is a dead thing, and its fire that is invincible is useless.

The nun in black and white was completely immersed in the rage of her beloved child being kidnapped. Two huge iron claws were crushing down on her, but she didn't dodge and roared as she swung her axe to meet the attacks.

clang!

An extremely harsh sound of metal collision was heard as the two sides collided fiercely. The gusts of air even blew the gray mist into several circles.

He had greatly underestimated the power of the black and white nuns, and was so overwhelmed by the force that his body swayed and he almost lost his balance and fell from the air.

The rage that filled his body suddenly stopped for a moment, and his six abnormal eyes quickly scanned the surroundings. The son of luck that was about to be in his mouth really flew away. Damn it, this fierce ghost came too fast!

But how could it know? In its eyes, the fierce ghost who came too quickly was actually waiting for it the whole time, and even the lucky child that it coveted was a bait that she had deliberately used to deceive him.

Although the process of the bait working is not quite what she imagined, the result is always the same.

In the first battle between the two sides, they both knew each other's bottom line.

The Black and White Sister wanted Yichang to die, and Yichang knew that only by killing her could he leave this haunted place.

There is no possibility of peace talks, ever!

The black and white nun was the first to approach, and the thick fog covering all directions surged at a speed visible to the naked eye, obscuring the nun's gradually blurred figure, making it impossible for the anomaly with six eyes to easily lock onto the location of the ghost domain's master.

The bloody nun leaped lightly into the air, holding the long axe high in the air. The two eyes on the axe handle raised their pupils suddenly, and green circles of light appeared at the edges of the irises. The two ends of her body were almost bent together, and the white axe chopped down fiercely at the abnormal pair of fluffy wings!

But there was a distorted clanging sound, and the sharp axe that was blessed had cut a long and deep terrible wound at the root of one wing. The smell of fresh flesh and blood instantly caused multiple forces to burst out simultaneously.

The ghosts trapped in the axe blade finally had their own voices. They roared and rushed out of the axe blade. They desperately used their souls to entangle the wings that were flapping abnormally in pain, and gnawed on the fresh flesh and blood.

The bones of the wings were the hardest, and the ghosts could not gnaw at them. A green glow penetrated into the bone marrow as the axe cut through it, like water dripping into boiling oil, and the sizzling sound of corrosion was endless.

Everything happened in a flash. The Black and White Sister retreated after she succeeded, disappearing into the thick mist at a speed faster than her attack speed, not giving the Anomaly's wings any chance to fan her in the face.

“Screech!!”

The anomaly was caught off guard by the blow, and it looked up to the sky and let out a long, painful roar. It subconsciously wanted to fan away the ghost that was entangled in its wings and tearing its flesh and blood.

It's okay to not move. If you move, your bones and muscles, which have been corroded more than half in the blink of an eye, can't withstand such force. There is a crisp sound, and the right wing of the abnormality breaks from the root and falls to the ground with a plop.

The ghosts rushed over, and in just two or three seconds, they had eaten all the fallen wings and flesh. They flew away, leaving only a skin with empty shiny feathers lying quietly on the ground.

The balance of the flying beast was suddenly destroyed, and it lost its stability for a moment, and fell to the ground with a bang, smashing through a large area of ​​houses.

After a while, it raised its head from the rubble and looked in a daze at the wings that were left with only a thin layer of skin on the ground.

...its wings were broken?

It took a lot of effort to grow four wings!

Just like that?!

How is that possible!

Is there such a huge difference in strength between it and this fierce ghost?

Impossible...Impossible!

How could the world consciousness tolerate this fierce ghost to be so strong? How could this fierce ghost be so strong under the nose of the world consciousness? Why does it have to hide like a rat in the gutter, not even showing its head! ? Why? !

“Cry!——”

Abnormal hatred almost burst out of its body, and black and red flames instantly spread to its entire body. It flapped its only three wings and stood up from the ruins like a fireball.

The black and white nun disappeared into the thick fog. It tried to ignite the thick fog, but the fog, which was not a living thing, did not react to its flames at all.

But even though it knew that its own strength was far inferior to that of the other party, its determination to kill her never stopped.

If it fails to kill her now, it will be the one that dies!

It doesn't want to die!

It must not die!

The anomaly roared again, and the mutants who were allowed into the ghost realm were scattered all over Jizhou Prefecture. Adding up all the mutants, there were more than ten thousand of them. Even the garrison of Jizhou Prefecture became mutants without exception.

No wonder this huge Jizhou Prefecture has become a nest of anomalies.

They had been wandering in the fog for a long time. The gray fog was too thick and dense. None of them could tell the correct direction. They could only grope forward by feeling. At this moment, they heard the long roar, just like seeing a lighthouse on the sea. Thousands of mutants rushed towards the prefectural government in an orderly manner.

They removed any obstacles along the way that could be removed. With their physical strength after the mutation, there was little that could block their way in Jizhou Prefecture.

But even the Abnormal himself can't beat the black and white nuns, so what use will they be?

Trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm is overestimating one's own abilities!

Just as the first batch of mutants rushed into the gate of Jizhou Prefecture, the black and white nun hidden in the thick mist suddenly appeared. She was as fast as lightning and wielded the bloody long axe as if it were an arm. Several bright white lights flashed in the thick mist, and hundreds of corpses were already lying on the ground.

The second and third batches of mutants have arrived.

Their eyes were red, and they only knew how to charge forward. They looked like they had completely lost their minds and were only concerned with protecting their master.

The black and white nuns helped them. The corpses that were chopped in half by axes became more and more, almost piled up half a person's height.

They all fell in the same place.

But there were some that slipped through the net, and they rushed straight towards the fireball-like anomaly. The black and red flames made way for them, preventing them from being touched by sparks and burned to ashes.

The Abnormal lowered its head and opened its huge beak, and the Mutants jumped into its mouth without stopping.

One after another, hundreds, thousands.

In less than a few minutes, nearly 70% of the tens of thousands of mutants died at the hands of the black and white sisters, and the remaining mutants all jumped into the abnormality's mouth, seemingly willing to become its blood food.

How can abnormal blood taste so good?

It gives them only for its own benefit, and when necessary, these people will become its blood food.

It is their honor to be able to serve it!

The monster ate more than 3,000 people in one breath. Even though they were no longer human, the blood debt on its body was about to rise to the sky after eating so many people in one go.

The broken wound on the wing was wriggling rapidly, and the new flesh and blood that was growing out was white and red, which was really disgusting to look at.

The anomaly picked up the skin that was thrown on the ground by the ghosts, and the growing flesh and blood drilled into the cut. The metallic feathers trembled densely for a few times, and a new wing actually grew.

The aura around the anomaly became stronger than before, and the black and red flames burning on its surface also increased slightly.

But such strength and improvement are only temporary. If it still fails to kill this powerful ghost within a period of time, the one who dies here will definitely be itself.

Sizzle—sizzle—

The nun in black and white stumbled, blood dripping down her cheeks and torn skirt. She dragged the long axe, which was still soaked with blood, and was surrounded by thick mist, step by step towards the Anomaly who was ready to fight to the death.

She couldn't control herself anymore.

"Oh, oh—"

The fierce ghost let out a sound of air leaking from his torn throat, and the two eyes on the axe handle stared intently at the abnormality that was stretching its wings and slowly lengthening its neck.

'Kill it!'

"Kill it..."

'It deserves to die! It deserves to die!'

A unified whisper appeared in the chaotic mind, which was even more dangerous, because Tarona could no longer tell whether it was the Blood Nun whispering in her ear, or whether it was her own thought at this moment.

Kill it...

Kill it.

What a great idea.

Great.

The black and white nun raised the axe again, and she opened her mouth with a terrifying smile.

Kill it!

"Cry!"

The anomaly suddenly let out a painful howl, and streams of black air as thick as half its neck flew out of its mouth. There was a baby's face on the top of each stream of black air, and they also made a baby's crying sound.

The black and white nun was about to throw the axe when she paused. She was instinctively attracted by the crying of the baby. Her hands holding the axe slowly lowered, and her eyeless head turned along with the crying, and finally stopped at one point.

Nearly a hundred black air bubbles flew out of Yiyi's mouth. After the last bubble of black air flew out, Yiyi lowered his head in exhaustion, gasping for breath.

These black air flew randomly in the air for a while, as if curiously exploring this world shrouded in thick fog, but the child's curiosity came and went quickly, and they soon flew back to the anomaly, roaring and gathering together, merging into a huge black sphere.

Boom, boom, the nun in black and white heard the heartbeat.

laugh!

A tender wing broke through the black sphere, and accompanied by a new round of baby cries, a baby girl with an abnormally large head and wings as hands crawled out of the black sphere like breaking out of a shell.

She also has six blood-red eyes.

The same and the unusual come from the same source.

She flapped her tender wings, flew onto the Abnormal's back, and called out in a crisp voice: "Mom! Mom!"

The abnormality's six fierce eyes revealed the brilliance of a mother.

The nun in black and white sniffed the air brought by the thick mist, and her abnormal power more than doubled because of this child.

This is an abnormal child.

It carries its young in its belly.

An egg made of flesh and blood flashed through the nun's mind. So now, who was this egg prepared for?

Then, twelve strange birds came out of the coffin. Why did they eat their own children? What happened after eating the children? Who would eat them?

She couldn't think about these questions carefully, because the appearance of this child made her murderous intent surge.

"Hehe, hehe... So you have a child..."

The fierce ghost, dripping with blood, tilted her head to "look" at the abnormality carrying the child on her back. The two eyes on the axe handle gradually changed from blood red to dark purple, and thin strands of lightning danced between her long hair that fell to the ground.

"Why, why did you take my child?"

"Oh... damn it."

"You all deserve to die!"

Strands of lightning suddenly expanded and coiled around the black and white nun like a long snake. The white axe was also dyed with the light and color of lightning, and a desolate aura flowed from the sharp axe blade.

The child sitting on the Abnormal's back was frightened by the aura and started crying. The Abnormal spread its wings and screamed, making defensive and offensive movements.

This crying sound could no longer attract the attention of the black and white nun. She felt irritated and screamed fiercely: "Shut up! Shut up! You have no right to cry! My child...you want to harm my child! You deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

The fierce ghost held his head with one hand and shook it, and finally let out a scream.

"child!"

"My children..."

"Come on, come to me!"

"Come on, come on..."

It has children, and she has children too!

It wanted to hurt her child, so it deserved to be fought back by her child...

So, come on, let's tear the enemy apart together!

We should be together!

...It was like a fantasy at the moment of death.

A mad mother treats her child in any way she wants, and so does her child.

"whee!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Mother!"

"Godmother~"

“Here wee (we are here)~”

The children came out of the thick fog, singing, with trails of blood under their feet.

——She always responds to them.

——They always respond to her.