Chapter 861: Chapter 547: The Rose Clan, Scared to Death on the Spot
“Then how do we get across?”
Ibrayin frowned and asked.
Hugo showed a contemplative expression, first having the two step back, then raising his magic wand. After taking a deep breath, he softly chanted a spell.
A greenish-blue light erged from the tip of the wand.
The deep red soil on the ground spontaneously rose, forming three shapes: a sparrow, a worm, and a palm-sized humanoid clay figure.
The clay sparrow spread its wings and flew, the worm burrowed into the ground, and the clay figure tiptoed forward like a thief, trying to sneak through the gaps between the flesh vines.
However, it was all in vain.
The rose flowers growing on the surface of the flesh vines suddenly shot out dozens of thin flower threads that looked like tiny sinews, wrapping the clay sparrow and the clay figure tightly, dragging them back forcefully.
The roses fully blood, revealing their true form underneath.
Those layered petals were actually crimson tongues covered in barbs, with saw-like teeth deep inside. In a single bite, the two clay figures were instantly ground to powder.
Hugo’s expression grew even more grim.
Chen Lun noticed his expression and guessed that the worm burrowing underground likely suffered the sa fate.
“Without using mythical power, it seems very difficult to get through here…”
Ibrayin realized the severity of the situation and spoke softly.
She turned her head, her beautiful eyes gazing at the black-hatted gentleman.
“Your Majesty Jack, could you transport us across?”
“I’m afraid not…”
Chen Lun gently shook his head.
“If I use spatial abilities to teleport in, we’ll be detected by these vines imdiately and surrounded instantly.”
“Don’t fret, let’s try again.”
Hugo calmly said to the two of them.
This ti, he tapped his magic wand again, and another clay figure ford, smaller than the previous ones, resembling an ant.
The old headmaster cast a series of profound spells, concealing both the small clay figure’s form and sound.
“Scout.”
“Silence.”
“Invisibility.”
“Blind Spot.”
The small clay figure beca hidden and began to run forward, making no sound at all. Even Chen Lun, relying on his Five Senses Perception, could only detect a faint movent. If he didn’t know its existence, he might have subconsciously ignored it.
This ti, the small clay figure successfully crossed the gaps of the flesh vines and reached the other side.
Seeing this, Hugo’s serious expression eased a bit. He summoned the small clay figure back and imdiately took out an ancient scroll.
“This is a high-rank spell I prepared beforehand, it won’t generate any mythical power fluctuations, perfect for the current situation.”
He explained briefly before activating the scroll.
“Clarence’s Painting Box.”
An invisible force engulfed the three of them. Ibrayin and Chen Lun remained silent and did not resist.
Buzz…
The three were enveloped in the multicolor glow of the scroll, their bodies instantly transforming into a painting, then rapidly shrinking to the size of a grain of rice, carried by the small clay figure on its back.
It ran again, carrying the painting through the “sky-covering” flesh vines, finally reaching a small clearing.
The painting enlarged, and the forms of Hugo, Ibrayin, and Chen Lun returned to their physical states. The group stood up and looked around, seeing that the thick flesh vines occupied most of the space.
“It’s here…”
Hugo whispered.
He gently bent down, dug into the partially concealed deep red soil in front of him, and picked up a fingernail-sized tal fragnt covered in intricate patterns. Chen Lun imdiately recognized it as part of so armor, with the patterns being highly advanced magical inscriptions.
“No doubt about it… This is part of the ‘Fearless Helt’ worn by the Miracle Knight Honorino. He truly has been here and fought.”
Hugo’s voice was low, with a hint of tremor.
It was an emotion filled with excitent.
His movents beca faster, and in less than two minutes, he found three more tal fragnts of varying sizes under the soil but nothing further.
“Hugo, sothing’s wrong, we need to leave.”
Ibrayin sensed sothing amiss, noticing that the roses on the surrounding flesh vines were moving despite the absence of wind, gently swaying.
“This is a rare opportunity, give a little more ti!”
Hugo glanced at the increasingly sinister surroundings and realized this place shouldn’t be lingered on, but his years-long wish was right in front of him, he wasn’t willing to give up.
“Just one or two more pieces, and it should be enough for my research… This is the profound wisdom of Your Majesty Honorino. Such intricate inscription paths are unheard of, and the lingering presence on them is telling significant historical events that once occurred…”
Hugo murmured, frantically digging into the ground.
Fortunately, he hadn’t let his thirst for knowledge drive him mad and refrained from using mythical power to search for the remains, or else the surrounding vines might instantly swallow them whole.
“Hunger Flower, Blood God…”
For so reason, the roses began to tremble, their centers rising upright like blood-drenched filants, emitting a nearly human chant.
“Mother from the depths of the Netherworld, ruler of all appetites, You are the one and only Crimson Fruit, the ultimate desire of countless offspring… Praise Rose, praise Your gift of life and growth, praise Your grant of flesh and bone…”
The holy choir-like voice of a girl echoed in the trio’s ears. In Ibrayin’s horrified gaze, those crimson roses simultaneously “turned their heads” to “stare” at them.
“Damn it, run!”
Ibrayin shouted angrily.
Almost as his words fell, from each rose, a palm-sized blood-colored fairy sprang out. They had seductive, nude bodies, with multiple semi-transparent pink scaled wings behind them, but their faces lacked features, replaced with a cluster of blood-filant tendrils, twisting incessantly in the air.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Hundreds of blood fairies broke through the sound barrier and ca attacking—
Pa!
Chen Lun, with a blank expression, reached out with one hand, as swift as a hunting viper, directly grabbing a blood fairy.
But the next mont, his brows slightly furrowed.
His tightly gripped hand started to tremble uncontrollably. The fairy had an imnse strength that even his 472 points of Strength couldn’t hold this “little thing” in check!
‘Blood Fairy, Mythical Creature, born from the bones of Gods, part of the Rose Clan… No wonder it’s so troubleso!’
Whoo!!
A sharp whistle pierced through the air, deafening.
Chen Lun tilted his head to the left, just in ti to dodge a blood streak that brushed past his head.
It was an attack from a Blood Demon!
Chen Lun coldly scanned the surroundings and saw red streaks flashing by, like blood-colored lightning darting around him… all of them were rapidly flying Blood Fairies.
Silver starlight was already floating around Ibrayin, covering Her form. Any Blood Fairy that ca near Her had its sense of direction altered and veered away.
But sweat was visibly dripping from Her forehead, showing that influencing such a large number of mythical creatures was still quite strenuous for Ibrayin.
“Ti to go! Hugo!”
Ibrayin’s forehead veins bulged, and She shouted angrily.
“Sigh…”
The old headmaster’s sanity finally prevailed, and after a sigh, he gave up further digging into the unknown remains of the sages.
He stood upright, reversed his staff, and aid it at the swarm of Blood Fairies, the tip exploding with a brilliant teal light.
At the sa ti, Hugo’s old face was taut with fury.
“Erald Torrent!”
Buzz!!
At the tip of the staff, a teal light orb ford instantly and then burst into countless crystalline shards, converging into a torrent that swept forward.
Chchi chchi chchi—
Within two breaths, dozens of Blood Fairies were ground to powder, dissipating into a blood mist.
Hugo wielded the staff with a few sweeping motions, and the “Erald Torrent” radiated outward like branches of a growing tree, skimming the rest of the Blood Fairies and killing them all.
But these Blood Fairies seed undying and immortal. Even as their bodies turned to dust, when the blood mist settled on the ground, roses blood from it.
Roses blood all over, reborn in blood.
The completely regenerated Blood Fairies flew out again!
Both Hugo and Ibrayin’s faces changed.
Chen Lun was about to crush the Blood Fairy in his hand and then help the two, but he suddenly froze.
Because he found that the Blood Fairy in his palm had curled up into a ball, trembling frantically, its blood-flesh tendrils flailing wildly, as if… it had encountered an extrely terrifying predator, generating intense fear.
Chirp chirp!
It was in awe, it was wailing, it was pleading!
Chirp—
With a piercing squeak, the Blood Fairy went limp, completely losing its life in Chen Lun’s palm…
[You have killed the mythical creature “Blood Fairy,” gaining 100,000 Experience Points!]
Confusion and a certain absurd suspicion flashed in Chen Lun’s eyes.
‘Did I… scare it to death?’
Not sure what he was thinking, Chen Lun tentatively murmured inwardly:
‘Wake of Insects, Hide and Seek.’
A green and a black mysterious color appeared in Chen Lun’s pupils, forming two infinity symbols.
When he swept his gaze, the Blood Fairies within sight imdiately scread, shivering, scattering like headless flies… As if Chen Lun’s glare contained so extre terror, boiling within their clan!
Hugo and Ibrayin were taken aback.
When They turned to look at the black-hatted Gentleman, and those eerie, penetrating eyes, Their hearts skipped a beat.
They instantly understood that Jack had used so terrible thod to disperse this terrifying, troubleso group of Blood Fairies!
But in the next second, both Saints were shocked again.
Because They saw the black-hatted Gentleman slowly raise a hand, one surrounded and covered by shadows.
“Earth Trace.”
A calm voice rang out.
Buzz!!
The Blood Fairies, scattering in all directions, were caught by an invisible gravitational force, being dragged and sucked back…
Chirp chirp chirp!!
In front of Chen Lun, nearly a hundred Blood Fairies intertwined and ford a sphere, chirping and squeaking like helpless girls imprisoned in a cage, begging for rcy.
But under the Gentleman’s black hat, reflected in his crimson eyes, there was a touch of a smile and satisfaction.
‘What kind of pain and shadow did Ring Duke bring to Lady Rose back then, that left such an indelible mark enduring through long ages, even causing the Netherworld’s Clans to instinctively fear Ring Duke’s power from their souls?’
Chen Lun speculated secretly, stepping forward.
At the sa ti, the smile on his face grew more sinister.
‘In any case, I can’t let so many experience points slip away…’
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