Chapter 134: Chapter 134 Twisted Heart
It’s really hard to believe that this disgusting monster in front of us, its flesh rotting and bones shattered, is Anwina’s brother Tony.
But that is the fact, as no trace of Tony is visible on the monster’s body, yet Anwina, after becoming a ghost, possesses the ability common to all undead creatures: a “sense” for souls. She can be one hundred percent certain that the monster in front of her is indeed her once brother.
But now, it is a monster.
The flesh and bone creature on the ground was desperately twisting its body, its pulverized bone fragnts forced out by the rotting flesh, and then we saw new bone spikes protruding from its back.
Without a doubt, this bone-flesh creature possessed the strange recovery ability common to all undead creatures.
It scread as it stood up, then opened its mouth and shot a disgusting energy group at Pandora, which resembled a shadow arrow. This ti I saw clearly that it resembled a burning black fireball, mingled with filthy green flas, stretched into a long shadow arrow as it rapidly sliced through the air.
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Perhaps this corrosive dark energy was powerful, but to the super fighter Pandora, any attack below nuclear weapons was trivial…
We saw the little guy didn’t even bother dodging, choosing the most energy and ti-saving solution: directly crushing the nacing shadow arrow, then pulling out a two-ter-long Ghost Energy Heavy Sniper and firing without aiming.
Hey!!!
Haven’t I ntioned that this place isn’t suited for such rule-breaking antics? Or does Pandora think in her little head that a two-and-a-half-ter Ghost Energy Heavy Sniper counts as a micro firearm?
With a piercing energy screech and a loud explosion under our indifferent gaze, the Dalaran County Ghost House, filled with academic research value and precious historical significance, was blown open with a skylight, and half a wall along with the creature forrly known as Tony turned into ash. Through the large hole in the wall, we couldn’t help but remark on how round the moon looked tonight…
To eliminate one mutated ghoul, did you really need to blast through the house, you super violent loli?
And, is that really a sniper rifle? That thing that could be used as a tank’s main cannon, is it really a sniper rifle for assassinations?
Anwina, sohow, had drifted in front of the newly ford hole, looking at the spot where Tony had been, silent.
I didn’t know if she wanted to cry, but I knew that a ghost had no tears.
“I had to do it.”
Pandora rarely explained her actions to anyone other than , even a statent as cold and almost heartless as this was unusual.
“I know…” Anwina’s voice was calr than we had anticipated, “After the plague struck, I’ve seen too much of this. Loved ones turned into minions of the Catastrophe, eventually needing to be put down by those still alive—no hesitation even if it’s your own spouse and children because we had no choice… Tony was lucky, because of your strength, he suffered less, just a mont…”
Anwina’s voice hadn’t yet faded when we heard a hoarse, twisted voice from sowhere: “Is that so? My sister…”
“Flashlight! Get out of the way!”
Lin Xue imdiately spoke out, and I no longer had ti to marvel at her speed in giving people nicknas, because Anwina, unable to dodge in ti, was already entangled by a black chain that appeared out of nowhere. Nearby, a heap of what was barely recognizable as a mass of flesh and bone was painfully wriggling on the ground.
For a mont, none of us could understand how this guy had survived the explosion. Had Azeroth’s ghouls beco strong enough to withstand a tank cannon head-on? Even if Tony was a mutated ghoul, wasn’t that a bit exaggerated?
The almost pâté-like mass writhed on the ground for a long ti, finally giving up the effort to restore its body, reluctantly accepting its current state transford into a Super Sli, and began to steadily stay in place, manipulating the black chain ford by magic power to drag Anwina toward it.
“My dear sister, look at now…” the mass of minced at Sli spoke in a way that severely provoked physiological norms with a hoarse, unpleasant sound, “Are you scared? Of course, you’re scared… Since you were very young, you’ve been afraid of ugly insects, look at , look at your brother! This ghostly form! This insect-like body…”
The voice of the mass of flesh grew more shrill, Anwina struggled fiercely but couldn’t escape the black chain ford by concentrated energy. We had countless ways to evaporate that tub of old dry beef sauce, but none of these thods could guarantee Anwina’s safety with absolute certainty.
Even for Pandora, it was impossible to fire at a mosquito’s left leg with a tank gun while ensuring the right leg remained intact—Anwina was too fragile, and she was too close to the opponent, which was the dilemma we faced.
“That pile of stuff has twisted its mind already…” Sandora said beside , “Now it has built all its hatred on the person it was once most familiar with…”
Indeed, the mass of beef sauce that mastered magic was dragging Anwina towards itself, while screaming in a voice full of hatred, “…You shouldn’t be afraid! You have no right to be afraid! Because this is all your masterpiece!” Then its voice suddenly turned into a gentle and low tone, the drastic change perfectly interpreting the basic symptoms of schizophrenia, “My dear sister, co here… I beca like this to save you… You must feel so guilty… Co here… and we can be together forever…”
Accompanied by the other’s voice, we saw that Anwina’s struggle indeed weakened, as if she was hypnotized.
“Flashlight! Wake up! This guy is not your brother!” Lin Xue anxiously yelled, hopping around but helpless.
Anwina’s calm voice ca through, low and firm, “I know, Tony would never think or do such things… but what it said is right, Tony died to save , even if my brother has turned into a monster, I shouldn’t be afraid of him, should I…”
“Very good, very good!” the monster continued, “My sister, co here, we’ll be together forever, a Rotten Corpse and a ghost, we won’t be erased by ti, not even the Catastrophe Army can separate us…”
What a great sister complex! As a fake otaku, I am moved to tears at this mont…
Almost within seconds, Anwina had been dragged very close to the other, at a distance where even the best Xyrin Warrior couldn’t ensure Anwina’s safety while killing Tony, leaving all of us feeling utterly helpless, especially Alaya, whose Holy Light Power seed quite restless. Since Anwina was practically a part of her body, Anwina being in severe danger was deeply unsettling for her.
“Qianqian, is it possible to stop ti?” I thought of a possible way, but Qianqian imdiately shook her head, “No, I’ve tried just now, but there is sothing interfering on that monster, although it’s not enough to affect my ability to activate, it’s very likely to cause a ti runaway and erases Anwina…”
“I’ll try to preserve Anwina’s soul,” Sandora said with a frown, “But I also felt that interference, although it’s weak to , it could jeopardize Anwina’s safety…”
Finally, Anwina ca face to face with Tony, who seed to give up resistance, and the chains around Anwina finally disappeared, then she crouched down, reaching out her arms.
“Tony…”
“Ah, my dear sister, how I am…”
“What is this…”
“…Goodbye…”
“Goodbye, my brother… farewell… Tony…”
Anwina choked up, yet no tears could flow. Her hands emitted a pure white halo, all the light in her body seeming to condense into these hands. Her brother, now turned into a twisted monster, writhed madly under the erosion of the Divine Energy, nurous black chains and Shadow Arrows appearing out of nowhere in an attempt to blast Anwina away, and he succeeded—the relatively weak Anwina was hit by a Shadow Arrow and fell backward.
In that mont, a blur flashed before my eyes, then a pure white figure rushed forward, the next mont brilliant Holy Light accompanied by a faint hymn enveloped the entire corridor.
When everything finally cald down, this mansion had been completely purified.
Even though it still looked gloomy and broken, that unsettling oppressive feeling and chilling atmosphere were gone.
Even if Tony’s physical Defense Ability and Recovery Power were strong, facing the Angel’s Holy Light, he could by no ans survive.
Anwina lay by the large hole just blasted by Pandora, seemingly unconscious, the silver moonlight draping over her, filled with tranquil beauty.
Though she was no longer just an ordinary Undead, Alaya’s Holy Light was just too strong; even the slight remnant of the dead’s aura on her body was enough for her to pass out—perhaps, this was a good thing, for this unfortunate ghost could finally rest properly.
We looked around, yet the figure of Alaya, who had launched the attack, was nowhere to be seen.
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