Chapter 29: Tragic
In the warehouse of Grant's clothing store, Tyre, who was thin but strong, had bloodshot eyes. His fierce eyes were filled with bloodthirst. If not for Jason who was beside him, he would have rushed out.
"Jason, how much longer do I have to endure? I'm losing control!" Tyre tried his best to suppress the roar that almost escaped his mouth.
"I still have to wait…"
Before Jason could finish his comforting words, Steve's ethereal voice came from the air around him. "Go do what you want to do! Sharron and the rest are already here. You can indulge them one last time to numb them, lest they retreat at the last minute."
Upon hearing this, Werewolf Tyre could no longer control his desires. With a roar, he grew black fur and sharp fangs in just a few seconds!
It punched through the door of the warehouse and arrived at the residential area on the other side of the clothing store.
Mr. Grant, who had yet to fall asleep in the bedroom, immediately felt a strong sense of malice. He suddenly stood up, picked up his sleeping wife, and rolled away from the bed.
Almost as soon as they left the bed, a dark figure with fierce fangs broke through the window and pounced on the spot where Mrs. Grant had just been lying.
Mr. Grant rolled to the door with his wife in his arms and broke through the door with Corpse Collector's strong physique. Just as he was about to continue fleeing, he saw from the corner of his eye that the black shadow had disappeared and appeared behind him in the blink of an eye.
Mr. Grant's pupils constricted. Without thinking, he immediately used his strength and crushed the wooden ring on his finger. This was a mystical item given to him by Mr. Bryan!
With the shattering of the ring, in Mr. Grant's Spirit Vision, a strange spirit world creature that looked like a shield suddenly appeared between him and the black-furred monster, blocking the sudden attack.
However, although a strange spirit world creature blocked the fatal blow, the huge kinetic energy was not completely offset. A small portion of the energy passed through the air to Mr. Grant, sending him flying! Even the mahogany door that connected the front and back of the store could not stop him. It was not until he knocked over the counter and a dozen clothes racks in the front hall that Mr. Grant finally stopped.
He coughed out a mouthful of blood. Such an injury was only a light injury to a Corpse Collector, but he didn't dare delay any further. He immediately crawled up and ran towards the corridor at the back of the shop. This was because when he was sent flying, his wife was still there!
The next moment, Mr. Grant saw something that made his eyes pop out. His wife's slender body was being held in the black monster's claws!
At this moment, Jane, who heard the commotion, ran downstairs in a panic. When she saw the situation on the first floor, she screamed and sat on the ground in fright.
At that moment, the monster tore Mrs. Grant's clothes with its other claw and twisted off one of her arms…
Mrs. Grant, who had just woken up and had yet to figure out what was going on, screamed in pain and fainted.
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In the warehouse on the other side, the moment the werewolf rushed into the bedroom, Jason suddenly stretched out his hands uncontrollably. His pale face was grim and two similar figures vaguely appeared in his eyes.
Black court dress, light golden hair, exquisite face, bloodless skin!
Pa!
He bent both arms, then gripped his own neck. The great force of it made the creaking of its bones hard to hold.
This was the attack of Wraith Sharron's possession!
Just as Jason was about to twist his head off, the warehouse and the clothing store suddenly lit up. The crimson moonlight filled the entire place.
Jason's grip on himself quickly weakened and his body regained control. A figure wearing a small bonnet appeared behind him.
At the same time, Wraith Steve's figure appeared at the top of the warehouse. In his right hand was a shrunken "full moon," a crimson "full moon!
It was a dark red accessory that constantly emitted a serene glow. It was in the shape of a full moon, and there were crimson gems embedded around it. In the middle were symbols representing the moon and many mysterious labels.
Sharron instinctively narrowed her eyes and took two steps back. The illusory feeling quickly dissipated.
Her legs could no longer support her weight and she fell to the ground.
"Scarlet Lunar Corona? Why is it in your hands?" Surprise flashed in Miss Sharron's beautiful eyes for the first time. Then, she looked at Jason, who seemed to have yet to recover, and calmly said, "You relied on it to quickly recover from your injuries… So, this is a trap targeted at me."
"That's right. I deliberately exposed myself and let the Mandated Punishers heavily injure us so that I could pretend to be weak and lure you into attacking me!" Jason got up and smiled cruelly. He walked forward and wanted to capture Miss Sharron.
However, his actions were interrupted by a golden holy flame that appeared out of thin air. Before he could react, Maric, who had been lying in ambush, quickly rushed in front of Sharron and carried her on his back before turning to flee. Since he had fallen into her trap, it was obvious that there was nothing he could do. If he didn't run, he might really not be able to escape.
However, his current state was not much better than Sharron's. The malice and desire that emerged under the full moon gnawed at his rationality, reducing the speed that Zombie was so proud of. Even so, he gritted his teeth and controlled the zombies he controlled to temporarily restrain Jason.
However, he had only taken a few steps when he felt an invisible hand grab his ankle tightly. His calf, his arm, his chest, and the clothes behind him were also firmly grabbed! They were blurry and transparent figures. Some of them were incomplete, some were covered in blood, some had charred skin, and some were pale and cold.
"Heh heh, I thought you had something up your sleeve, Maric, but it turns out that you only brought a charm from the Solar High Priest domain!" Steve, who was standing at the top of the warehouse, seemed to be confident of victory as he chuckled. He was only using death-type spells to gradually trap Maric.
Maric's expression gradually turned ferocious as he activated another charm. A holy, pure, and warm light descended from the sky and landed on the transparent figures at his feet, purifying them in the blink of an eye.
Unfortunately, with this delay, Jason had already gotten rid of Maric's zombies and was chasing after him again!
…
In the corridor between the shop front and back, the Werewolf heard Jane's scream and Mrs. Grant's scream. His twisted heart was filled with satisfaction. After laughing loudly, he suddenly used his strength and tore the almost naked Mrs. Grant into two!
It lowered its head and licked the blood on its claws. A perverted look of enjoyment appeared on its face.
"Mom! No!" Seeing such a miserable state, Jane didn't care that her legs were still weak from fear. She cried out bitterly and used her hands and feet to walk towards the werewolf, instinctively wanting to snatch her mother away.
Werewolf Tyre revealed a cruel smile once again. He "kindly" welcomed the girl's delivery.
However, right at this moment, an angry ancient Hermes incantation sounded in its ears, "Blue Star!"
It was precisely after Mr. Grant witnessed his wife's death and saw that his daughter was about to follow in her footsteps. Ignoring his grief, he directly activated the brass charm, Chaos Language, that he had bought at the Beyonder gathering.
The werewolf who had been struck by the charm came to a sudden stop. The rationality in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by absolute madness. The so-called "Language of Chaos" functioned to cause a person's rational mind to overload, and there wasn't much left of a werewolf's rationality, to begin with. Once it was overloaded again, it was obvious.
But the charm did buy Mr. Grant some time, after all. He picked up June and quickly fled the attack range of the werewolves, and, as he ran out of the shop, took a copper whistle from his pocket.
Knowing that he couldn't outrun the black monster, he looked at the copper whistle with a complicated expression. The scene of Mr. Bryan handing it to him seemed to flash before his eyes.
As Mr. Bryan removed the copper whistle from a ritual altar, he said, "Charlie, this whistle is actually a simplified ritual… A ritual to sacrifice yourself to Death. As long as you blow this whistle, your spirit will return to the Underworld and return to God's side. This is your last resort. If you are discovered by the official Beyonders, blow it. By the way, after blowing it, the power of a demigod will be revealed. Although it doesn't have any offensive power, it can let me know where you are… Of course, if you fall into the hands of other secret organizations, you can also blow it, allowing the demigod aura to attract the official Beyonders to avenge you."
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Taking a deep breath, Mr. Grant's gaze became firm. He wanted to use his life to fight for a chance of survival for his daughter! Hopefully, there really were official Beyonders nearby!
The black monster roared even more violently. Without hesitation, he took the copper whistle into his mouth and blew hard!
Right on the heels of that, a majestic force descended from the spirit world. Thick black gas spread out above the clothing store, slowly flowing like a haze. It even covered the crimson full moon created by the Scarlet Lunar Corona!
Mr. Grant looked down at his tear-stained daughter. As he felt his life fading away, he said regretfully, "It's all my fault. I should have taken it seriously when I felt malice last night… Hey! Jane, go find those two later…"
Before he could finish speaking, there was already no sound.
Jane's eyes widened as she stared at the scene, at a loss for what to do. Tears began to flow again.
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In the storeroom, the moment the full moon created by the Scarlet Lunar Corona was covered by the thick black fog, Miss Sharron and Maric immediately recovered their strength.
Sharron's figure immediately etherealized as her blue eyes instantly regained their luster. She opened her mouth and let out a sharp scream!
Jason, who was right in front of him, felt as if someone had hit him hard on the head. His vision became blurry, his breathing was filled with blood, and his vision turned blood red. For a short while, his ears were buzzing, and he could not hear anything else.
As for Steve, he was still suffering from the backlash of the Scarlet Lunar Corona being broken and had yet to react.
However, Sharron and Maric didn't dare to continue fighting. Ignoring the fact that the black fog seemed to recede very quickly, just the demigod's commotion here would definitely alert the nearby Holy Wind Cathedral. If they didn't leave now, they wouldn't be able to leave.
However, Miss Sharron didn't only care about escaping on her own. With her Wraith powers, she clearly knew who had given her a way out. Therefore, she relied on her strange jumping ability among mirror-like items to arrive at a shattered piece of glass in front of Jane.
Before Werewolf Tyre attacked wildly, he grabbed Jane, whose face was covered in tears, and threw Mr. Grant's corpse to Maric, who followed him.
Maric tacitly took the two of them, and with Zombie's high speed, he quickly disappeared into the night through the escape route he had prepared beforehand.
Behind them came the indignant roars of the three members of the Desire Faction. However, the three of them didn't dare to stay for long. They didn't even dare to chase after Sharron, as that would only result in the authorities capturing them in one fell swoop. After all, most of the people who came later were Demigods!
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In Hillston Borough, Ebner, who was sleeping, was suddenly awakened by his spirituality. Puzzled, he draped his clothes over his shoulders and walked out of his bedroom. He found his teacher looking solemnly at the direction of Cherwood Borough not far away from his window.
"Teacher, what happened?"
"There's… the explosive power of a demigod!"
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