"What about the second way? Is it through...that?" Li Qianxia recalled Bridge's nagging, who also belonged to the Spider Academy.
“That’s right.” Yin Simei nodded. “But this hybrid species is very weak. Although it has a lifespan as long as vampires and is not afraid of light like humans, it cannot reproduce, just like a mule.”
“There are exceptions even for mules, but what about vampires?” Yang Qinglan asked.
"Perhaps there are, but I..."
They chatted idly inside the car.
There are no monsters around during the day, which should be a good time to travel, but under the scorching summer sun in mid-July, even demon hunters cannot travel for long periods of time.
Most importantly, the more stamina you expend during the day, the more dangerous it will be to face monsters at night.
Therefore, after traveling for a while, they prepared to rest and recover their energy.
It would be best to get some sleep to prepare for the night's battle.
"There's a small forest not far ahead; we can rest there," the old witcher said to Yang Qinglan as he walked to the carriage window.
Yang Qinglan nodded without saying anything.
The old witcher savored the cool air wafting from the car window one last time before reluctantly walking back to the front.
As Yinsmei watched the old witcher leave, she continued:
"...What awakens the corpses is the 'living corpse,' a type of monster that is born suddenly. Once it comes to life, it will awaken all the corpses within a hundred meters."
"These undead are highly poisonous, with sharp teeth and claws, impervious to pain and mental attacks, and craving hot blood and fresh flesh."
"We've arrived!" Just then, the old witcher's voice came from outside the carriage, "Be on guard!"
Yin Simei then instructed the four people in the carriage: "Some low-level monsters can appear at dawn and dusk with the help of special weapons. At noon, they may also be found in shady places."
"Why don't we just rest in the carriage?" Li Qianxia asked Yang Qinglan.
"You're resting, but what about me?" Along the way, Yang Qinglan had already used up 3 points of her ability in order to lower the temperature inside the carriage.
"Oh, I forgot." Li Qianxia looked carefree and incredibly irritating.
Yang Qinglan raised her left hand behind her and tapped her forehead with the back of her hand.
"You...you've never even hit me like my brother has!"
"That doesn't mean I won't hit you."
"You're a nun, you study philosophy, you—"
boom!
The ground trembled violently, like waves crashing down, as a violent shockwave swept across the area.
The horses pulling the carriage neighed, the carriage creaked, and the side facing the shockwave lifted, about to overturn.
"Ah!" the young nun screamed, and the old nun held her tightly as they both fell backward.
Yin Simei stumbled and fell towards the nun.
Li Qianxia stood up, gathered all her strength, and pressed down with her 'whole force', making the carriage, which was about to overturn, stable again.
At this moment, Yang Qinglan had already lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage.
She glanced at the Witcher who had been knocked down by the shockwave, then looked towards the forest not far away.
The twinkling lights made it seem as if a small patch of the Milky Way was hidden there.
"What's wrong?" Li Qianxia walked up from behind.
"I don't know." Yang Qinglan's voice was calm and elegant, without any panic. "It's probably some kind of monster again."
"Go around! Don't go any further!" The old witcher quickly got up from the ground and shouted urgently.
The power of the shockwave just now was unimaginable, and the strange phenomena in the forest now are so ominous that even a fool could tell something was wrong.
"Let's go!" the old witcher urged again.
The longer you live, the more cautious you are; the more cautious you are, the longer you live.
The demon hunters, wielding silver swords, carefully navigated around the glowing forest, with the carriage following behind. Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia stood outside the carriage, ready for action.
"If we encounter any danger later, just call your brother over," Yang Qinglan said in a low voice.
"Is it really that dangerous to call him over? Why don't we have him call us over instead?"
"You can go over there, but what about me?"
"Ah, I forgot about you."
This time, Yang Qinglan didn't hit her. The Gospel appeared in her hand, and the nuns' chanting came from inside the carriage. The power of integrity and divine might was once again demonstrated.
She was still somewhat worried; she didn't have much power left and might not be able to unleash her strongest Kamui.
But if the temperature isn't adjusted, those two real nuns would probably have already fainted from heatstroke on their way here.
Just as the river meanders around the mountains, the group also moves away from this forest of fireflies.
As we were about to leave, fireflies swarmed and danced in the air, rushing towards a certain spot in the forest.
boom!
The unparalleled powerful shockwave shook the entire forest once again, the blast sweeping away all the dust from the ground.
Us, whose leg was broken, rolled several times on the ground before finally inserting his silver sword into the ground to avoid being blown away. The whole process looked like a scene of falling off a cliff.
"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" the old witcher roared, quickening his pace.
The fireflies were scattered by the shockwave, and then he saw with his own eyes that the two pieces of light, which had been shattered, rose up as two smaller lights.
This monster doesn't die, it only splits!
And then there were those monsters that unleashed terrifying shockwaves; the old witcher had no doubt that if he were standing in the forest, he wouldn't be able to withstand even one wave.
Abram of the Fighting Tower carried Us, who had lost his leg, on his shoulder as he passed by.
"Thank you." Us swallowed hard.
The heart, which was about to leap from its chest, seemed to sense that the body was temporarily safe, and finally stopped struggling to leave, settling down.
"Damn it, how many monsters have come this time!" Abram's shirt was soaked with sweat, his scalp was burning from the sun, but he felt a chill on his back.
Fortunately, the fireflies stayed in the forest and did not rush out to attack them as they passed by.
Watching the strange creature disappear into the distance, Li Qianxia couldn't help but say, "I wonder where my brother is. I hope he doesn't encounter anything like this."
"He's safer than you, so take care of yourself first." Yang Qinglan walked back to the carriage.
Right behind the two of them, in the forest.
"Didn't I tell you not to do it?" Li Changzhou complained.
"How could we not attack when we see the enemy!"
"And then you were talking about me just now?!"
"No, I wasn't talking about you. You're garbage, maggots, dust—a piece of trash that even a kitchen garbage disposal can't grind up!"
"You even know about kitchen waste disposers?" Li Changzhou asked in surprise.
"I learned this from your Chinese websites just to insult you and that woman! Stop talking nonsense, run! Giddy up—"
"......"
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