CH 58

Chapter 58: Witchcraft Sacrifice (XXVII)

Ning Zhou quickly went to Lu Youxin’s phantom and looked at her in shock.

Lu Youxin’s phantom was like a written program that ran smoothly: “Ning Zhou, or Qi Leren, or you two, the phantom you see now is an ability I got from the swamp tower. It will convey my will to the designated person after I die for a period of time. You are really lucky. In addition, there are several points to remind you that she has been completely strengthened now, and both strength and speed reaction ability are far beyond the scope of normal people. When she suddenly challenged me, I couldn’t resist at all, but it was strange that she spared me. After I took the opportunity to make a sneak attack on her successfully, she and I suddenly exchanged bodies, and then I died because of the injury caused by my own sneak attack. Therefore, I suspect that her soul transfer skills should be greatly limited. To complete the soul transfer, she may have needed to beat me once, and then let me sneak up on her, causing her serious injuries. If you meet her, be careful. ”

“Time’s running out…” Liu Youxin’s phantom gradually dimmed, like a television with a bad signal, and even the voice became intermittent. “There’s one thing I want to tell you, but forget it, don’t worry, it won’t affect your completion of the task, and you’ll know it naturally. Although it’s a pity to die with regret, looking back, life is always like this. Without knowing what page you’re looking at, the book will suddenly close. Therefore, we must live happily at any time.”

Lu Youxin’s phantom smiled in the direction where the two were standing, just like an ordinary pretty girl. The cold voice said mechanically: “Now I am going home, goodbye… I wish you good luck.”

The image became blurred, and finally in the cold air, the door of the hall was empty, as if no one had ever appeared.

In the silence, Qi Leren watched Ning Zhou standing at the door, slowly clenching her hand at her side, and exerting herself until the veins stood out.

“Ning Zhou…” Qi Leren’s heart was heavy. He didn’t know how to comfort Ning Zhou, who had just lost a friend, but if he just watched her fall into grief and blame herself…

He came to Ning Zhou’s side, stretched out his hand and took Ning Zhou’s clenched hand. In the moment they first touched, Ning Zhou’s clenched fist relaxed to hold his hand tightly instead, as if to confirm his presence.

The warmth from the palm of his hand ran all the way to his core along the nerves and blood vessels, brewing into a sweet affection in his beating heart.

For a moment, Qi Leren felt that Ning Zhou also liked him, just as he loved her quietly. Perhaps, as the “Ye Xia” in the dreamland said, liking a person always showed in one’s eyes. Maybe after leaving this instance world, Ning Zhou, who liked girls, would be disappointed to find that he is not a girl. And then, he’ll become a stranger to him. He was uneasy about it.

But at least for now, he could hold Ning Zhou’s hand.

He never wanted to let go, he wanted to share this burden with her.

“Here she comes.” Stopped on the stone, the blackbird suddenly said.

Accompanied by its words, a figure came up the long corridor outside the temple where candlelight flickered in the distance.

She didn’t walk fast, she didn’t hurry, and her footsteps approached in a leisurely and undisguised way.

Ning Zhou’s hand was pressed on the handle of the short knife, and the cold light in her blue eyes was like a killing weapon about to be drawn.

She stopped, more than ten meters away from the door.

“It seems that you already know.” Ye Xia, who occupied Lu Youxin’s body, looked at Ning Zhou and smiled arrogantly. “Then you should also know that now I have far exceeded the limits of the human body. No matter the speed, strength or agility, ordinary people can no longer resist it. Confronting me is just like a grasshopper in front of a car.”

Ning Zhou didn’t speak, the two blades out of the scabbards were her answer.

Something was wrong. Why did she say so much nonsense? Why not just kill them? Qi Leren looked at the explosive atmosphere of the two people, and his doubts lingered.

“Don’t worry, there is still a game of cat and mouse to be finished. After killing you, I’ll continue to serve the Lord, and you will stay in this cold underground palace forever.” Ye Xia’s smile was slightly mocking, while walking towards them.

When she stepped into the temple gate, the system prompt appeared again.

[ Witchcraft Sacrifice Step 2: Sacrifice in the underground palace, 7/7 witches have been killed so far, and the remaining witch candidates are 4. Unlock the third step: bloody sacrifice. ]

[ Task background: You have found that every time a witch candidate is killed, all attributes can be greatly improved (it will become invalid after leaving the underground palace), and the survivor of the last sacrifice and the witch who served the Lord of Fraud once again came to this underground palace. Kill her, the altar will appear, and after the sacrifice is completed, all the surviving players will be regarded as completing the task. ]

[ All surviving witch candidates will be randomly teleported. Teleportation countdown: ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. Teleportation complete. ]

Qi Leren once again appeared in a strange corridor, and the candlelight around him was weak, swaying in the wind passing through the corridor, together with his shadow.

There were too many thoughts to be sorted out, and it was too easy to be found just standing in the corridor. He simply ducked into the nearest room and closed the door.

It seems that the task had reached the last part, which was also the most difficult part.

Have to say, this time the quest difficulty was not something a new person can deal with. He practically spent eight lifetimes’ of his unluckiness to trigger this abnormal quest. The biggest BOSS turned out to be a witch who survived the sacrifice in the task three years ago. As someone who knew everything inside out, she simply struck first, she killed four people in the underground palace, and her ability increased to a level that was difficult to compete with. This increase would not disappear because she changed her body, and it was completely bound to her soul. They now had only three people in total. Even if one of them killed the other two, they couldn’t beat her either.

The system prompt said that there are only four witch candidates left, that is to say, the Ellie sisters were dead …

Qi Leren’s mood was even heavier.

Now they had solved Isabel’s memory and learned that Ye Xia was a witch who survived three years ago, which should be a necessary condition for clearance. If they didn’t know Ye Xia’s true identity, they may not have been as vigilant. Finally, they’d die. But it was probably too late to know now. Ye Xia had already killed four people earlier… Because she was a player and not an NPC controlled by the system, wasn’t she? So as someone who knew the process of the quest, she wouldn’t give them a chance to turn the situation around.

Could he only wait to die? There must be some way…

[Rain-Day Laundry: At present, the remaining sensing times are 2/3.]

Qi Leren’s heart pounding, he suddenly took a step back, afraid to cling to the door.

There was silence all around, and he looked at the closed door as if there was a monster standing outside, a wandering soul wandering in the underground palace, or…

But nothing happened outside.

Was the sensing wrong? This skill did have the probability of inducing errors. And the underground was so big, he just finished teleporting, so he shouldn’t be so unlucky as to meet Ye Xia already? Even if Ye Xia was really around here, how did she know he was hiding in this room? He didn’t hear the sound of opening the door to check the surrounding rooms. It didn’t make sense. She just stared at the room where he was hiding.

Holding the last miniature bomb in his palm, a layer of sweat broke out, and Qi Leren stared at the door motionless, until his crazy heartbeat calmed again. He took a deep breath and took the first step stiffly, ready to open the door.

[Rain-Day Laundry: At present, the remaining sensing times are 1/3.]

With a crunch, Qi Leren, who suddenly took a step back at the sensing prompt, and watched the sharp blade stab through the fragile wood board, spraying out fine sawdust, and went straight to his throat with overwhelming murder intent.

Just a moment slower and it would have pierced his throat.

Just like in the dreamworld, when she almost pierced his head under the bed.

It turned out it was no coincidence that she could sense where he was.