The trigger was pressed to the end, but the hammer did not fall. The primer was fired, blasting Tracy's extremely fragile head in his sleep into pieces.
Because it has been tightly tied with silk threads that are completely invisible to the naked eye and cannot move.
What cannot be moved is Angel's right hand holding the gun, her body that is exactly the same as Tracy's, and all parts from the neck down.
Traces of bondage appeared all over her body, leaving circles of fine indentations on her already tight-fitting shirt and tight trousers, making her graceful body even more alluring.
The same goes for Klein beside her. The long golden-red skirt encircled his legs like a corset, and the flower knot behind the belt was tightly pressed against his waist. The chest that was not straight was almost flattened. The only movable eyes looked at Angel, receiving a signal from the other person's eyes.
The next second, the flames of the candles in the candlesticks on the wall soared and burned into the surrounding invisible threads. In the firelight, strands of very thin threads like spider silk showed their true appearance, but to the two people's expectation, they were not afraid of fire and still bound them at an angle that focused on the two of them from all directions.
Even the silk thread made by Sequence 4's "Lady Despair" is not so powerful. Could it be "Unaging" Demoness... Angel immediately understood the current situation and activated "Mirror Substitution" without hesitation.
Once again, all the mirrors no longer accepted her Spirituality, and were no longer willing to be her substitute. Unlike when they faced Panacea, even the Magic Mirror she carried on her body, which was soaked in her blood, was the same!
Klein was also trying to save himself. After he found that flames could not burn the silk thread, he immediately activated "Flaming Jump" and locked the candlelight at the other end of "Black Death". He had to leave the crisis-ridden captain's room first, and then try to rescue Angel, or ask for help from Mr. Azik.
But as soon as such an idea flashed through his mind, bright yellow flames gushed out from his body, and was immediately interrupted by his violent coughing. Amidst the firelight, his body was completely unable to move, and his chest rose and fell sharply. He opened his mouth with difficulty, and coughed up clumps of dirty blood, which was as black as ink.
"Cough-cough!"
He coughed and called Affliction in the voice of Helene. Angel next to him also had a blushing face and kept coughing. Not only did she contract severe pneumonia within a few seconds, but her body temperature was also rising. Her high fever and difficulty breathing prevented her from even activating the Flaming Jump of the "hypocrisy" ring.
Next to the two dying patients, the full-length mirror hanging on the closet door flashed with light, its surface became dark and deep, and countless things inside were layered and alternated, as if connected to another world.
A white hand stretched out from the mirror, stirring up layers of water waves as if penetrating the water, and then came a head with long black hair, a graceful body wearing a simple but holy white robe, and legs with fair skin and perfect curves.
A young woman with black hair and blue eyes like Tracy walked out of the mirror and slowly walked up to the two of them.
She looked with interest at "Tracy" and "Helene" who were bound by silk threads and were coughing and gasping. Then she looked at the real "Vice Admiral of Ailment" who was sleeping at her feet. When she didn't see any movement, Tracy snorted and slowly woke up.
"Helene... no..."
As if he had just escaped from a nightmare, Tracy murmured, opened his confused eyes, stood up from the carpet, looked around, and quickly locked on Klein, with Affliction and joy mixed emotions on his face.
Then, she looked at Angel next to her, and there was only hatred in her blue eyes that reflected her body.
In the end, her eyes rested on the woman in white robe, who looked about thirty, but looked two points younger than her.
"Mother..."
She lowered her eyes and greeted him cautiously but without respect.
"Tracy, I'm a little disappointed in you."
The woman in white robe kept her eyes locked on Angel, replied softly, took two more steps forward, and came to the two people who were tied and standing.
"I know you still have the energy to listen to me, and I have no interest in divination or Spirit Channeling on the dead. Let's do this. Which of you will tell you the purpose of coming here first, and I will let the other one go."
She had a smile on her lips and a girlish excitement in her eyes, as if she was playing with her favorite toy. She stretched out her jade-skinned right hand and waved it gently. Angel and Klein were held by invisible threads and arranged in a row in front of her.
At the moment when her position changed, from movement to stillness, Angel, who suddenly stopped coughing, burst out with bright yellow flames, and the silk threads that bound her tightened instantly, but became tangled into a thin ball.
Klein's fingers shook slightly. Behind the white-robed woman, a ball of flame appeared out of thin air in front of Tracy. Another "Tracy" stepped out of it, holding a dark red iron piece between his fingertips. He pulled out an afterimage with his arm and pressed it towards the white-robed woman's slender back.
"Calamity..."
A Ancient Hermes incantation sounded. As long as enough Spirituality is poured into it, this Charm, which has been proven to kill Demigod, will take effect, destroying the first object or creature it comes into contact with.
But Angel did not continue, because her hand stopped moving again less than ten centimeters away from the other party.
One after another, silk threads wrapped around her body like a catharsis, and outlined traces on her clothes that were much denser than before.
"I'm very curious. What is Charm that you want to use on me even if you give up the chance to escape?"
The woman in white robe turned around with searching eyes and looked at Angel, whose face was red and almost suffocating due to illness. Then she stretched out her hand and touched Charm in her hand.
Her expression suddenly changed, and she quickly moved to Tracy, looking at the empty place next to Angel.
The next moment, the dim candlelight in the lounge turned into blocks of color as bright as oil paintings, water ripples floated in the void, and Azik Eggers in a tuxedo slowly walked out.
He held the top hat on the armrest, and then reached out to press Angel's shoulders. The silk threads that bound her seemed to be cut off by invisible sharp blades. They spread out and fell to the ground. Angel's body relaxed and she regained her freedom. She coughed and looked at Klein behind her. The restraints on the latter's body were also loosened in an instant. She fell weakly on the carpet, using her hands and feet to support her body.
"It's you..."
The white-robed woman didn't pay attention to the two enemies who had regained their freedom. The moment Azik appeared, she locked her eyes on the opponent's face. She murmured softly at the moment, with a look of surprise in her eyes, as if she saw an acquaintance she hadn't seen for a long time.
"Do you know me?" The attitude of Azik was not consistent with the other party's. His face was full of doubts and he responded hesitantly, "Sorry, I only have memories of the past few decades. If I have known you before, I hope you can remind me."
"I'm extremely happy," the white-robed woman replied with a chuckle. She waved her hand, and Angel's scratching cough was relieved a lot, and Klein also got time to breathe. "If I knew they knew you, maybe I would receive them more friendly."
Maybe you will get rid of us before Mr. Azik arrives. Fortunately, I asked him for help before coming to "Black Death"... Angel, who had recovered some strength, cursed and launched with all his strength. Rose Necklace"'s Flesh Control ability repaired his heart, lungs and other important organs. After he got slightly better, he immediately took off the necklace, hung it around Klein's neck, and lifted him up from the ground.
As soon as she raised her head, she saw the pale face and desperate eyes of Tracy behind the woman in white robe.
"Remember this Affliction, it will make you grow and let you overcome obstacles on the road to promotion."
Her "mother" glanced at her, said softly, and then continued to look at Azik.
"The last time we met was more than 1,300 years ago, when 'Primordial' and 'Death' together started the 'Pale Calamity' in the North Continent, and we also fought together against Saint and Angel of Evernight Goddess."
Pale Calamity... I remember Klein taught me that it was a huge disaster caused by Death at the end of Fourth Epoch. Later, it was rumored that he was killed by the seven gods together, creating the Berserk Sea that straddles the south North Continent, and even left many treasure legends... Angel ignored Tracy's murderous look, pressed Klein on the chair, and looked at his face that quickly became rosy under the treatment of "Rose Necklace" and still belonged to "Helene".
No wonder Tracy seemed to be ready to pounce on me and eat me at any moment... An idea suddenly came to her mind that would help digest Potion.
"Pale Calamity..."
This word seemed to stir up memories deep in Azik's heart. He closed his eyes, lowered his head for a few seconds, and then asked hesitantly:
"Are you Katerina Pelle? Are you already 'Unaging'?"
"It is my honor to be remembered by the Balam Empire's 'Death Consul' in my heart for more than a thousand years."
The white-robed woman named Katarina bowed slightly, her tone was naughty, and her expression was lively. She didn't look like a living fossil that had lived for at least fourteen hundred years, but like a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Unaging" Demoness, Sequence 3, it seems that they have a long life span of more than a thousand years, and their mentality is also good?
Thinking of the Sequence after "Despair" on the "Demoness" card, Angel secretly analyzed it.
As for the "Death Consul" of Mr. Azik, Angel has also heard it once. This is exactly what Azik himself has mentioned, the source of the "Liers Night Pillar" in Trier Underground Catacombs. The Liers of Death pathway is also this Sequence, and he, no, he is probably an Angel.
Therefore, Mr. Azik was Angel one thousand four hundred years ago...
Thinking like this, she felt that the back of Azik in front of her was getting taller and taller.
"I thought that as 'Death Consul', you should have got rid of the curse of the 'Undying' stage, but it seems that you are still stuck in the repeated Reincarnation. Could it be that the fall of Death has caused harm to you?"
"I, I really can't remember..."
"Really? No wonder that strong, cold man has turned into a soft-hearted person now. The first thing he did when he came here was to save them instead of attacking me directly..."
"Cold, am I? Is it because I'm getting older?"
"When you get all your memories back, you will be surprised at who you are now."
The conversation between Azik and Katarina continued. The latter pressed forward step by step, making Azik look like Affliction. Then he suddenly smiled and changed the topic:
"So, Mr. 'Death Consul' who doesn't remember everything, can you tell me the reason why they came to assassinate Tracy? I think she has been careful enough and did not offend this 'Affliction' Demoness who does not belong to the Demoness Sect."
Having said that, this "Unaging" Demoness's eyes were firmly locked on Angel behind Azik.