Chapter 182: Chapter 182 The Frenzied Alaya
Lin Feng felt that he was facing the biggest crisis of his life—a ghost enraged by the destruction of its ho, while he was a human possessing the power of the wind elent. Clearly, no matter how strong the wind was, it couldn’t possibly blow away a cluster of white light…
“I wish I’d brought a Guanyin Statue or a Cross with when I ca out…” Lin Feng sighed inwardly, completely disregarding the crucial issue of whether the Bodhisattva and Jesus belonged to the sa administrative system.
Lin Feng thought about explaining the situation properly, and indeed, if he had cald down and explained the misunderstanding to Anwina, it would have been cleared up imdiately. After all, Anwina was quite calm and tolerant. Unfortunately, influenced by many legendary tales, Lin Feng treated the ghost before him as a vengeful spirit—one devoid of senses but full of resentnt—even though Anwina had previously shown considerable restraint, which made it difficult for Lin Feng to believe she would really listen to his explanation.
Just then, Anwina suddenly took action!
Lin Feng only saw the Ghost Maid in front of him raise her right hand, and then a white light screen appeared out of nowhere, bearing down on him and Ding Ling.
Ding Ling, though paralyzed with fear on the ground, still managed to react. She quickly propped herself up and let out a piercing scream at the rapidly approaching milky white light screen. At the sa ti, Lin Feng also launched more than a dozen pale blue Air Blades with a wave of his hand. The two fierce attacks arrived in an instant, hitting the sa point on the white light screen simultaneously.
Then, a scene that left Ding Ling and Lin Feng dumbfounded occurred: the light screen, which seed faint and looked as though it might shatter at any mont, was completely unhard, and their attacks simply vanished into thin air?
Although Anwina’s combat strength was not very high, she had her own trump cards. As a super-mutated ghost who had undergone the baptism of Holy Light and, in addition, a body mainly composed of Angel Feather, Anwina would be quite embarrassed if she didn’t have a few tricks up her sleeve.
Due to her extrely shy and hobody nature, the first ability Anwina developed was one that had no offensive power but was impervious to any attack: the Light Crystal Shield.
Combining Holy Light Power with her own ghostly energies, the two entirely repulsive forces would rge into a new kind of Shield due to her mutated constitution, creating a barrier with an amazing ability to mitigate any external attack. This was the skill Anwina had nad the Light Crystal Shield.
The pristine light screen arrived in an instant. Faced with this enormous shield wall that blocked all escape routes from above, below, left, and right, Ding Ling and Lin Feng had no choice but to collide with the white light. The anticipated pain, however, did not occur. Lin Feng discovered that this light did not seem to have any offensive capabilities; it was rely pushing him away. What was even stranger was that the force of the light screen was not strong but quite gentle, yet he couldn’t resist at all. He could only let the force of the light screen push him toward the direction of the doorway—this was truly peculiar, akin to Tyson in battle with the neighbor Liu Xiaopang. Clearly, Tyson had an absolute advantage in strength and skill, yet our world champion boxer ended up being beaten to a pulp by the powerless Little Fatty, completely disregarding fundantal chanics and the strict principles of physics…
In this way, Lin Feng, holding Sally and accompanied by Ding Ling, blushed and strained against the mild pushing force of the continuously oppressive light screen, yet they were relentlessly pushed all the way to the doorway…
“It seems our opponent doesn’t intend to kill us…” Lin Feng finally realized that the other side didn’t harbor true hostility, otherwise they wouldn’t be using a skill that rely pushed them away instead of knocking them down—he certainly wouldn’t know that this was because Anwina genuinely lacked any offensive abilities…
However, Ding Ling clearly had great skepticism about Lin Feng’s words, imdiately shouting, “How could that be possible!!! This is a ghost!!! What do we do, what do we do, what do we do… I don’t want to die… Think of sothing quickly…”
In response to Ding Ling’s clearly panic-stricken behavior, Lin Feng could only offer a wry smile and then resigned himself to retreat further. Although mysteries abounded, it seed that for now, he was no match for the ghost before him. If she was unwilling to cooperate, there was likely no chance of clarifying the situation today.
Perhaps after eting Chen Jun, he might be able to understand everything—after all, the previous ghost had ntioned sothing about Chen Jun being her master… That said, this was one formidable maid…
“What’s going on here?!”
As Lin Feng and the others were being pushed back step by step by the Light Crystal Shield, a voice with a sacred and ethereal tremble suddenly materialized out of thin air in the living room. Lin Feng’s vision blurred, and a golden light engulfed his sight.
After the golden light faded, Lin Feng and Ding Ling exclaid in unison, “An Angel?!”
The figure that appeared before them was none other than Alaya, who had just rushed back.
The girl who appeared before Lin Feng was dressed in a silver-white light armor with exquisite cutout patterns on her upper body, a white combat skirt that reached her knees, and a short skirt armor made up of feather-like tal plates on the outside of the battle skirt. Paired with white tal combat boots that wrapped around her calves, the stunning girl with silver hair and golden eyes looked all the more imposing. Behind the girl, a pair of huge, pure white wings occupied eighty percent of Lin Feng and Ding Ling’s field of vision.
Alaya had perceived intense energy fluctuations in the living room while in the jump channel, and fearing that sothing had changed at ho, she appeared before everyone in a combat stance.
At this mont, Alaya was holding two golden, ornate one-handed longswords in her hands, the blades spitting out holy, bright flas. The dazzling golden light that had erupted was from these longswords shattering the Light Crystal Shield.
With furrowed brows, Alaya looked up and down at Lin Feng and Ding Ling, who were gaping at her, while at the sa ti, the pair of them were also observing each other.
The thoughts in their minds were more or less the sa:
What’s going on here? First a ghost, and now even an angel has shown up? Are we still living in the real world?
At this mont, both Lin Feng and Ding Ling began to doubt whether all their previous common knowledge was nonsense.
As for the only ordinary person at the scene, Sally, she was still blissfully unconscious…
However, as superpower users who had experienced many major events, Ding Ling and Lin Feng soon recovered from their initial shock, and then, their reactions diverged.
Ding Ling still maintained her original expression without change, but Lin Feng gradually seed unable to shift his gaze…
It wasn’t his fault; Alaya’s appearance was a calamity in itself. With her silver hair, golden eyes, massive double wings, and her angelic, holy deanor – if Lin Feng had managed to remain indifferent, one would really have to doubt whether he was a normal man… After all, didn’t the Emperor, who once had the ultimate life goal of idling away his ti, stare blankly for a full five minutes the first ti he saw Alaya?
But Lin Feng didn’t entertain any wicked thoughts. Firstly, the imnse pressure from the holy light energy emanating from Alaya made it impossible for an ordinary person to harbor any thoughts other than holiness towards her, and secondly, Lin Feng’s character was indeed steadfast; his astonishnt was rely because of the angel’s beauty before him.
“Excuse …” It took a full three minutes before Ding Ling regained the ability to speak. She gave Lin Feng, who was still gazing intently at the angel girl, a disdainful glance, and then addressed the angel before her in as respectful a tone as possible.
However, the lady angel showed no interest in engaging with mortals; she simply hovered in mid-air and slowly swept her gaze over the chaotic hall.
Then, the angel’s gaze suddenly fixated, tightly staring at the ghost maid crouched under half a set of clothes rack nearby, quivering all over.
Alaya felt close to madness. Good heavens, what exactly was this foolish ghost doing as a housekeeper? In just a few days, had she started demolishing the house?!
Alright, perhaps the house being in this state wasn’t her fault, but… how to explain this dummy fighting with the Lord Brother’s friend?!
Indeed, unlike the super hobody Anwina and the often invisible or wandering in Chen Jun’s spirit world, Alaya did know the three people in front of her – of course, they did not recognize her.
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