Chapter 347: Chapter 203: Major Event Two: Blood Clan Hunter (Seven)
The torrential rain poured down, leaving the Old Jingmai District engulfed in dark, toxic mists. Dense parasitic puppets wreaked havoc among the rain, rampaging through the streets with the storm, demolishing the buildings as they went.
“There are just too many zombies to deal with, right…”
A Gothic girl squatted on a rooftop with her skirt trailing over the wet floor. She first positioned her magic umbrella, loaded with paralyzing bullets, against the railing before turning it on the parasitic puppets in the streets, unleashing a barrage of fire.
Puppet after puppet fell to the ground, struck by the paralyzing magic bullets.
After emptying a clip of bullets, she refilled her magic umbrella with ammunition from her magic cards, frowning and thinking, “Can’t just blow their heads off with one shot, not enough anesthetic bullets, and who knows what’s happening with Brother Howard. But it’s not okay to ignore these people either…”
As she pondered, Ash suddenly felt a powerful wave of heat from afar and looked on in astonishnt.
Not far above, Black Wukong, clad in silver-white battle armor and riding the Sorsault Cloud, raised his right hand. Following Ash’s gaze, he surveyed from above. In a corner of Old Jingmai Street, parasitic puppets were engulfed by the raging Samadhi True Fire, leaving them no escape.
Still, the puppets charged fearlessly toward the red-golden flas. Seeing this, Black Wukong quickly dispersed the flas to avoid incinerating them in an instant.
“They have no self-awareness… not even a fear of death,” Black Wukong thought. “Have they forgotten even their instincts when controlled?”
“What are you doing here again, you stinky monkey?”
Magic Girl Ash lifted her umbrella to soar into the sky, flying towards Black Wukong and questioning him.
“Let’s not fight right now…”
Saying this, Black Wukong turned his head to glance at her through the monkey mask, “You deal with this situation. I have other urgent matters.”
“Huh? I was about to say the sa thing,” Ash replied.
Upon hearing this, Black Wukong was slightly stunned.
He suddenly recalled seeing Bai Zini’s anxious expression when she was watching the news in the living room, thinking that Xiao Ni’s thoughts must be the sa as his—they both considered rescuing Mingye. As expected, Xiao Ni was close with Mingye, so she must have known about Mingye’s identity?
If that’s the case, let her go find Mingye. I’ll stay here and see how things are at ho.
Thinking this way, Black Wukong spoke, “You do your thing, I’ll just…”
He was interrupted mid-sentence by a loud gong-like sound coming from not far away, which instantly drew the attention of both Black Wukong and Magical Girl Ash.
The two of them didn’t even make eye contact or utter a word before reaching a silent consensus in their hearts. One rode the Sorsault Cloud while the other sat atop her magic umbrella, both rushing towards the noise.
When Black Wukong’s Eyes of Golden Fla made out the scene on Street Six, his pupils instantly flashed with astonishnt.
“Xiao… Ling?”
He murmured to himself as he stared at the figure pinned by arrows to a billboard on the street.
“That’s Xiao Ling!”
Watching the white-haired girl being scorched by the flas, the crimson pupils behind the mask narrowed to pinpoint size. Then, the Sorsault Cloud beneath his feet surged, propelling him plumting down from mid-air towards the street.
“What’s that black monkey rushing for?”
Magic Girl Ash murmured as she caught the scene below a beat slower than Black Wukong.
Her first glimpse was of a black dragon locked in battle with a giant, and then her gaze sharply turned to a man in a raincoat and a ninja wielding a tachi fighting on the side of a high-rise building. Only then did she see the white-haired girl pinned to a billboard by an arrow, her head drooping with blood-tear-filled sockets, the city map behind her almost completely eroded by the flas.
“That dragon, it’s just a primary school student!” she thought, “And Xiao Ling, what on earth happened?!”
Her mind nearly crashing, Ash decisively abandoned thought, retracting the ripples of magic power emanating from her umbrella to dive swiftly from the sky. Her black, sleek hair lifted against the rain, and her skirt fluttered wildly in the wind and rain.
In just a few seconds, she and Black Wukong landed on the street together.
“Let her go!”
Ash sprinted forward the mont she landed, her lightning-fast pace splashing water upwards, reflecting her fierce countenance. She drew a tachi from beneath her umbrella as she lowered her face, growling ominously at Sisteruo.
“Ho, both of your good sisters have arrived,” Sisteruo was about to reach for Bai Ziling’s chest when he heard the commotion, turned his head slightly, and glanced at both Black Wukong and Ash.
Howard, sitting on horseback, raised his dual guns, aiming at Black Wukong and Ash, and pulled the triggers. Blue fury-tinted gunpowder burst forth, streaking through the rain.
Imdiately after, twin haunting blue flas exploded, almost obliterating all color and raindrops.
Ash opened her magic-enveloped umbrella in front of her, yet her body was still blasted several ters away, smashing into the glass window of a store, with shards of glass scattering over her skirt.
Black Wukong reacted swiftly, maneuvering the Sorsault Cloud to barely evade the bullets, and then leaped high from the cloud top, raising his staff to strike down at Howard’s head.
“Sisteruo, hurry it up, these two broads are not easy to ss with. Get that vampire’s heart, and we’re out of here,” Howard “tsked” as he spoke. The blue horse beneath him ca to life like an awakened demon, its eyes suddenly ablaze with blue fire, and its hooves cast a ghostly fla, instantly evaporating the rainwater on the ground into vapor.
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