RNP Chapter 216 Still want to cast a spell? Take this!
Chapter 216 Still want to cast a spell? Take this!
"Attack!" Leng Meng shouted sharply, her black knife slicing through the air, aimed straight at Cyrus's back!
Almost at the same time, Qin Yue pulled the trigger, and the bullet, carrying the power to ward off evil, whistled towards Cyrus's head!
Cyrus's pupils contracted sharply, his expression changed drastically, and he hastily and forcibly interrupted the blood pact ritual.
The crimson magic array shattered instantly, and the backlash pierced his meridians like a sharp blade. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a trace of scarlet blood immediately seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Before he could calm the surging blood and qi within his body, he hastily condensed black qi in his palm and unleashed a wave of energy to counter the oncoming "blankness," while simultaneously tilting his head sharply to the side!
"Swoosh—" The bullet grazed his cheek, leaving a drop of blood.
But Leng Meng's black knife was ultimately unavoidable, and with a "thud," it precisely pierced an inch into his back.
Leng Meng exerted force with her wrist, trying to push the knife a little further, but was firmly restrained by a sudden, immense force.
In an instant, the raven on Cyrus's shoulder solidified into a human form, its right and both hands gripping the blade of the black knife tightly. The immense and chilling power made it impossible for Leng Meng to advance any further!
The moment the black knife was grasped, its blade emitted a surge of eerie light and began to actively absorb the blood from Cyrus's back wound.
Just then, the witch Morvila moved, and the surging black energy around her surged like a living thing, transforming into several pitch-black tentacles that slammed towards Leng Meng with a bone-chilling cold!
Leng Meng was forced to let go and retreat, barely avoiding the tentacles.
Black energy condensed in the witch's palm, and a withered wooden staff appeared out of thin air. The staff was covered with cracks, and the blood-red gem at the top shimmered with an eerie red light.
She held her cane protectively behind Cyrus, her cold gaze sweeping over Leng Meng and Qin Yue, her aura of malevolence surging around her.
Cyrus clutched the wound in his back, staggered half a step, and turned around, his eyes filled with rage and disbelief:
"Leng Meng! I've treated you well. You're the person I trust most in the entire prison! Why...why have you betrayed me?!"
"Trust?" Leng Meng sneered. "You made a secret pact with the witch, sacrificing thousands of innocent lives to nourish her essence. A demon like you is utterly unfit to be the warden!"
Cyrus's face was contorted with pain and rage, veins bulging on his neck, and his roar echoed through the corridor:
"Absurd! Which person who rises to a high position doesn't have their hands stained with blood and filth?!"
"Those low-dimensional ants, their very existence is the fuel for our power!"
"The law of the jungle prevails; that's the only law in the universe!"
"It is their 'honor' that their lives can be used by us!"
"It seems your soul has been completely corrupted by power and greed." Leng Meng slowly raised the black knife in her hand, pointing it directly at Cyrus, the black aura on the blade growing increasingly dense.
"You have long lost the most basic reverence and bottom line for life. In your hands, this prison has degenerated from a symbol of order into a breeding ground for evil, and it is completely rotten to the core."
She took a step forward, her words ringing out with a resounding force, like the shattering of gold and jade:
"Today, let us be the final cleanup crew—uprooting you, the biggest cancer, completely!"
Before she finished speaking, Leng Meng's figure had already transformed into a swift shadow, her black blade tearing through the air and slashing towards Cyrus with even more ferocious killing intent!
The witch Morvira's lips curled into a silent sneer.
She didn't even move a step, but simply raised the twisted, withered wooden staff in her hand slightly upwards—
hum!
An energy shield shimmering with green light instantly unfolded in front of Cyrus.
clang--!!!
The deafening clang of metal clashing exploded, accompanied by a piercing energy hiss!
Leng Meng slashed fiercely at the green shield, but it was as if she had struck an invisible mountain!
The violent recoil force rolled back along the blade, and Leng Meng felt a tearing pain in her hand, her entire arm went numb instantly, and the black knife almost slipped from her grasp!
She used the momentum to float back several steps, and her heart sank suddenly.
This witch's magic... is far more profound and bizarre than she anticipated!
"Your skills are too shallow." The witch's voice was full of disdain. She slowly raised her staff, and a beam of blood-red light condensed, pointing directly at Leng Meng's chest.
Just as the beam of light was about to be fired, a figure flashed by like a ghost.
"Snapped!"
A crisp, loud slap echoed through the corridor.
A clear handprint appeared on Morvira's pale face, and her deep-set eyes seemed to widen in shock.
More importantly, the crimson beam of light from the tip of her staff, which she had just raised and which was brimming with terrifying energy, suddenly went out.
The "Silence" effect of the Silent One's Grip is now active!
"Attack! Kill the witch first!" Leng Meng's fierce shout pierced the air.
The black knife in her hand seemed to come alive instantly, the black aura on the blade so thick it was almost dripping. She moved with the knife, transforming into a sharp black lightning bolt, striking straight at the face of the witch Morvila!
Almost simultaneously, Qin Yue flipped her wrist, and the specially made evil-repelling pistol in her palm was already aimed at the witch, and she pulled the trigger repeatedly.
"Bang bang bang—" Several bullets, carrying a silvery, exorcising power, whistled as they aimed straight for the witch's vital points!
The "blank space" has now transformed into a torrent of vengeful spirits filling the sky.
Countless translucent faces roared and clashed, raining down on Cyrus like a meteor shower, binding him tightly in place—
It aims to completely eliminate any possibility of Cyrus supporting the witch!
Karen, Leon, and Royce, the three Obsidian Guards, had already tacitly retreated several feet in unison, hiding far away in the shadows of the corridor.
In a battle of this caliber, the slightest misstep could result in being crushed to dust by the aftershocks. When gods fight, mortals should stay out of the way; they certainly don't want to suffer for no reason.
With each swing of his hand, Cyrus shattered dozens of vengeful spirits, but those shattered spirits would instantly reassemble, making them impossible to kill completely.
His back wound was still bleeding, and the backlash from forcibly interrupting the blood pact ritual had caused his blood to surge. He was now both angry and anxious, and he turned to roar at Karen, who was cowering in the distance:
"Karen! Are you fucking blind?! What are you standing there for?! Come and help!"
Karen's face was tense, and he tightened his grip on the Pulse Demon-Slaying Gun, but he, Leon, and Royce remained standing in place, not moving an inch.
Pfft! Pfft!
Leng Meng's black knife sliced across the witch's neck, leaving a trail of eerie, dark green blood, but the blade did not penetrate deeply into her flesh, as if blocked by an invisible force field.
Qin Yue's bullet hit its mark, causing her body to shudder violently and emit a painful scream. Her black robe was torn in several places, revealing her pale skin covered with runes.
However, the witch's vitality was terrifyingly strong; despite suffering such a severe blow, she still did not fall!
Three seconds, gone in the blink of an eye!
The instant the silence effect ended, the witch, disregarding her injuries, let out a piercing howl, and the blood gem at the tip of the withered wooden staff flashed wildly—
But this was the moment Lin Feng had been waiting for!
"Still trying to cast a spell? Take this slap!"
Lin Feng slid forward like an eel, swung his arm, and delivered another powerful slap to the witch's other cheek...