Chapter 64): Martial Artist Lu Yibei

Chapter 64): Martial Artist Lu Yibei

Lu Yibei stopped reciting the mantra that she was reciting absentmindedly and quickly withdrew her hand from the pile.

The moment she withdrew her hand, the strange force sucking her magic stopped suddenly, and the screaming stopped as well.

Whats wrong? Pharoah asked. If you stop the game abruptly, bad things may happen!

Hmm Yibei answered. The Plate Deity seems

Are you scared? Brazil teased.

While speaking, countless arms from one of the sandbag puppets loomed over Yibei like poisonous snakes ready to pounce.

Scared. Eat. Eat her

Strange voices emanated from within the sandbag.

Yibei gulped, N-no. I dont think that this game is exciting enough. Are there any more interesting games we could try?

Is that so? Brazil sneered. Do you want to summon a sacrificial god?

Thats right. Yibei nodded. I happened to know about a ritual of praying to the gods. Would you like to try it out?

The four sandbags froze.

Sixian was surprised as well.

You seem to be smart in the occult, Brazil said. Surely, you dont know anything about spells, right?

Shes a psychic user Shes not a psychic user Shes a

Strange voices emanated from the sandbags once again.

This must be a test. If I say I know spells, will I be attacked?

No! Im just like you; I heard this urban legend from somewhere, and I think its very interesting.

An oppressive and tense silence filled the room.

Lu Yibeis eyes constantly scanned the puppets.

She was careful not to show any sign of fear.

Alright, Pharoah said, breaking the silence first. Lets try your suggestion; then well continue playing the Plate Deity game.

Its easy. Yibei smiled. The basic process is the same; we just need to change the formula.

Yeah, yeah, Pharoah urged. Lets get it over with.

Yibei frowned. They didnt seem to care what her game was about.

Listen to me. There is a mountain, Yibei smiled. There is a woman and a severe drought spreads across the land. She is called Nuba, and she is the goddess of drought!

A crimson fire licked at every corner of the classroom, and a terrifying heat swept across the classroom. Metal melted into a dazzling juice and flowed on the ground.

She saw her friends struggling in the flames, their voices shrill and eerie screams.

On their foreheads, a strange, deep purple pattern flickered intermittently. The symbol would morph into a dark, flame-like pattern as if it were trying to replace the symbol.

It was like a fight for dominance, Sixian guessed.

The bodies of Pharoah and her friends gradually turned an ashy black, and their scorched bodies collapsed onto the floor.

Sixian finally saw their true appearance.

A sandbag puppet composed of distorted heads and countless rotten limbs and arms.

Sixian immediately crawled backwards in horror: Where is Yibei? She must know what happened, right?

She darted her eyes around the burning classroom and saw the figure beside her floating in midair.

Her eyes were emitting flames, and she was completely naked. Scarlet hair danced wildly behind her, and Sixian felt as if she were looking directly into the sun.

The more she stared, the more it hurt; her thoughts sank into a frenzy, and no normal thoughts emerged in her mind.

A bunch of strange and unknown knowledge was forcefully poured into her mind, causing a sharp pain in her skull.

She fell to the ground, and the messily scribbled purple lines on her forehead collapsed in an instant, gradually replaced by a fiery symbol.

Lu Yibei didnt know how long she had sunk into the silence.

There were strange whispers in her ears. In that boundless darkness, something was spying on her.

The sacrifice it was interrupted? How could this be?

No, she is real.

In that darkness, she felt irritated. She parted her red lips and cried out, Get away from me!

The prying eyes scattered away, and Yibei found that she was back in the classroom.

She was shocked to find that the entire classroom was scorched black.

Thankfully, Sixian lay in the corner, safe and sound.

Meanwhile, the bodies of the urban legends have almost been dispelled, leaving only a disfigured head that glared at Yibei.

There was only one thing left to do.

She walked towards the discarded statue of Acala, the Immovable, and a bloodthirsty emotion surged in her heart.

As if something else was possessing her, a scarlet light flashed in her eyes.

My bad, Ill make it up to you by getting rid of all of them.

The next moment, the shining, scarlet eyes of the statue of Acala occupied the disfigured heads field of vision.