Chapter 152 Attack of the Protagonist 4
The front door of the manor had a normal design. The door was merely a wooden board, but it was wider than a normal door. Feng Bujue walked forward to grab the doorknob. He pushed slightly, and the heavy wooden door fell open.
For a Japanese home, there would be an entryway beyond the front door before leading to the corridor. In other words, the visitors would not catch a glimpse of the living room from the entrance. On the other hand, European style homes would often open to a spacious living room.
This manor, be it from the garden design or architectural structure, had a heavy European feeling, so Feng Bujue believed that the door would open to a sprawling space, but what awaited him was a wall.
The flashlights shone into the room. The door was wide enough for everyone to peer inside the house. about five meters away from the entrance, there was a wall, and adjacent to both of its sides were two corridors that led into darkness. They turned left and right, so the visitors were unable to tell where they led.
The entrance of the manor had a design that resembled the character ’回’. There was no design ideal that could explain this strange structure; it was completely illogical.
After Feng Bujue opened the door, he did not step into it. He seemed to be stunned. He stopped facing the wall that faced the door and did not move for a long time.
"What’s wrong with you?" Ye Zhi looked at him from the side and noticed that he was frowning in thought.
"I’ve seen this before," Feng Bujue replied softly with his attention still focused on wall.
Invincible Champion studied the wall that was lit up by the flashlights, and he could make out the drawing of a magic circle.
"Bro... Don’t tell me you’re a magician in real life," Invincible Champion said.
Invincible Champion, who was closest, had already reacted, and he moved to help, but for some reason, he only raised his hand when a shapeless shade of darkness fell over his body. It shackled him in place. He tried to focus, to summon his body to move, but it was to no avail.
The others could not provide much help either. Obviously, they had fallen under the same influence that apprehended Invincible Champion.
There appeared to be enemies who were visible to them and those who hid in the darkened corner of the house. They had been attacked by more than one Specter. If this was a player who did not have the main character’s plot armor, they would have witnessed a teammate perish before their eyes.
But at that moment, the players were given a glimpse of how powerful the main character’s plot armor was.
Feng Bujue was not supposed to be able to avoid that attack, but for some reason, the attacker missed...
The monster did not seem to be able grasp what had happened. From its perspective, it had aimed correctly at its target, but for a reason beyond its comprehension, it missed.
"So, it works like that..." Feng Bujue looked at the claw that slashed past his cheeks from the corner of his eyes. He felt the cold air lash his skin, but his face was devoid of fear.
The next second, he raised the flashlight calmly and exhausted two percent of his Mana Points to use Death Poker. He mumbled to himself, "Hmm... this creature looks quite powerful. Perhaps I should try four Aces..."
The cards did not fly out of his hands but fanned out in Feng Bujue’s hand.
When the monster saw the Death Poker, it knew that things were going to get worse for it. It tried to escape, but Feng Bujue held its arm tightly, and it was unable to do so.
A glint flashed in the dark. Feng Bujue used the cards in his hand to slash at the monster, leaving an arc of light in the air, like he was not armed with cards but small blades. The location where the monster was cut by the Death Poker gaped like it had been slashed by a knife. The wound did not bleed, but a plume of black smoke slithered out from it.
The smoke had the state of air, but it flowed downward like water. It did not rise or disperse...