fictionpage Chapter 217 The Witch, Fallen!
Chapter 217 The Witch, Fallen!
Snapped!
The witch's second killing move, which was just about to take shape, came to an abrupt halt once again, and the light from her staff went out once more!
"Now's the time!" Qin Yue shouted sharply, changing magazines so fast that only a blur remained. A new round of Evil-Slaying Bullets poured out like a torrential rain, specifically targeting the witch's wounds and joints.
Leng Meng pressed her advantage relentlessly, her black blade flashing, each strike deadly. Combined with Qin Yue's firepower, she left deep wounds on the witch, her dark green blood spraying out and sizzling as it corroded the ground.
"Ugh—!!!"
Having her deadly spells interrupted twice by silence and suffering severe injuries, the witch Morvila descended into utter madness.
She finally realized that the seemingly weakest and most inconspicuous boy was the biggest variable in this battle!
That eerie ability to silence is a nightmare for spellcasters!
"I'll kill you, you little bastard!" the witch roared, completely abandoning her remote spellcasting.
She knew that close-range physical attacks were unaffected by that strange silence. She used the withered wooden staff as a heavy hammer, carrying immense force, tearing through the air, and smashing it down on Lin Feng's head in the simplest and most brutal way!
Before the staff even arrived, the wind pressure it generated made Lin Feng feel suffocated and his scalp tingled, as if his brains were about to explode at any moment!
It looked like Lin Feng was about to be smashed into mincemeat—
"Sizzle—Boom!"
A beam of eerie blue light, traveling at supersonic speed, struck the witch's raised arm precisely from the side!
It's Karen!
He finally pulled the trigger at the crucial moment!
The extremely high-frequency energy burst from the electromagnetic pulse exorcism gun caused the witch's staff-wielding motion to sway briefly.
In that very instant!
A black figure swept in like the wind. Leng Meng pounced on Lin Feng, wrapped her arms tightly around him, and used her waist to roll him rapidly to the side and backward!
boom!
The witch's staff slammed heavily onto the spot where the two had just stood, creating a deep dent in the solid alloy floor.
Lin Feng was still in shock, his heart pounding.
Looking at Leng Meng so close, and remembering that if it weren't for Karen's shot, that thunderous blow would have landed on Leng Meng...
A surge of emotion welled up within him, and his voice trembled slightly as he said, "Thank you, my wife..."
Leng Meng pulled him up abruptly. Her beautiful face was covered in dust and blood, but her eyes shone with an astonishing light as she said urgently:
"I'll thank you properly tonight! Now, let's give that old hag another good thrashing!"
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, and he nodded emphatically: "Understood!"
A cold glint flashed in Leng Meng's eyes. Without saying another word, she raised her hand and shoved the silver dagger into Lin Feng's hand, then placed her own palm heavily on the back of his right hand.
With their minds in sync and their powers intertwined, under the causal pull of [Absolute Hit], their figures seemed to break through the limitations of space, piercing through the thin protective black aura that the witch had hastily reassembled at an incredible angle and speed, instantly closing in on her!
The witch's pupils suddenly contracted as she tried to dodge, but her body was locked in place by the causal power of "Absolute Hit".
She tried to block it, but her arm was slowed by the numbness from Karen's shot.
She tried to cast the spell again, but it was too late—
puff!
The dagger, imbued with all of Leng Meng's power, plunged deep into the witch Morvila's left temple, until the hilt was gone!
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The witch froze on the spot, her venomous eyes slowly widening, the ferocity and madness within them visibly fading away.
His originally pale skin quickly turned ashen, as if all his life had been drained away.
The black aura that had been swirling around her began to dissipate rapidly, like a tide that had lost its source.
The witch has fallen!
On the other side, Cyrus Mohn, who was being tightly bound by the torrent of vengeful spirits transformed from "Blank," seemed to sense something.
He turned his head sharply and caught a glimpse of the withered witch's corpse, which was rapidly losing all energy.
His pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and all color drained from his face, leaving only extreme horror and disbelief.
"No...it's impossible..."
He murmured in a trembling voice, his gaze sweeping over Leng Meng and Qin Yue, whose murderous intent was like frost, before finally fixing on Lin Feng, who stood beside Leng Meng and seemed harmless, yet had created a series of fatal "accidents".
It's this kid!
That eerie silence, that unreasonable slap... it was he who completely ruined the ceremony and turned the tide of the battle!
A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head. His only reliance collapsed, and the thought of "escape" instantly invaded his entire mind like a mad weed.
We must leave here immediately!
But at the very instant this thought occupied his mind—
Snapped!
Lin Feng approached like a ghost, his arm swinging out with a whooshing sound as he delivered a solid slap to Cyrus's face.
The slap was so powerful that it not only made Cyrus's cheek swell and turn black, but also triggered the "Silence" effect.
His black magic spell against "Blank" was abruptly interrupted, and the protective evil energy around him instantly dissipated.
Without his barrier, Cyrus was instantly exposed to a torrent of vengeful spirits, several translucent souls piercing through his body with howls.
A bone-chilling cold and excruciating pain as if his soul were being torn apart swept over his body. Cyrus groaned, and veins bulged on his forehead.
He staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with pain and madness.
Even though his magic was sealed, Cyrus's formidable physical abilities, honed over many years, remained.
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and his right fingernails grew like sharp blades, dragging towards Lin Feng's throat with a stench.
Lin Feng stomped his feet quickly and dodged backward.
In that split second, Leng Meng arrived, her black blade shrouded in dense black energy, slashing down fiercely from above!
"Pfft—"
The dull thud of the blade slicing through flesh and bone echoed.
Cyrus grabbed Lin Feng's right hand and severed it cleanly at the wrist!
The severed hand, trailing a trail of blood, fell to the ground with a thud, its fingers still twitching slightly.
"Ah—!! My hand!!!"
The intense pain caused Cyrus to let out a heart-wrenching roar. He endured the agony, swiftly reaching into his robes with his left hand, pulling out a blood-red marble, and hurling it violently to the ground.
With a soft "bang," the marble shattered, and a pungent red mist instantly spread out.
"Beware of the deadly poison!" Leng Meng reacted swiftly, grabbing Lin Feng beside her and leaping several feet backward to avoid the area shrouded in red mist.
The enormous "Blank" soul swung forward, actively absorbing most of the spreading scarlet poisonous mist into it.
In that brief moment when the poisonous fog filled the air and visibility was impaired—
Despite the excruciating pain of his severed wrist and soul being devoured, Cyrus used his escape technique, transforming into a blurry black shadow as he desperately sped towards the exit!
"Quickly, after him! We can't let him get away!" Leng Meng's eyes turned cold, and she moved like lightning, taking the lead in chasing after the direction Cyrus had fled!
Qin Yue, Lin Feng, and "Blank" who had just cleared the poisonous fog also followed immediately.
As Cyrus fled for his life along the prison corridor, he used his remaining left hand to pull out his access card and quickly unlock the cell doors along the way.
The flashes of the permission verification light appeared one by one, followed by the continuous hissing and whirring of the mechanical operation.
Meanwhile, his hoarse roar echoed through the empty corridor, carrying a final, seductive, and frenzied quality:
"I am Warden Cyrus Mohn!"
"I order you to kill those traitors behind them!"
"Kill them, and I will grant you true freedom, release you from the Abyss Prison, and never pursue you again!!"