"The rattle drum went rat-a-tat."
"The drumhead swayed, the shadows danced."
"Children gathered round the old locust tree."
"The drum rocked shadows, robes fluttered free; no brows or eyes, just clothes to see."
"Hear its sound, but do not turn; step into illusion, and home you cannot return."
An ordinary rattle drum hung suspended in the air, then began rocking back and forth.
Along with its rhythmic drumming came an equally eerie nursery rhyme.
"Aah!"
A child's scream suddenly rang out behind the black-robed figure.
Immediately afterward, the black-robed figure heard fierce fighting behind her.
Though curiosity kept urging her to turn around and look, reason told her that she absolutely must not turn back now.
"Abomination!"
Just then, a thunderous rebuke came from afar.
Wreathed in black qi, Ma Yuxuan crashed through the wall of Nine-Twist Alley.
The moment Ma Yuxuan appeared, the eerie rattle drum vanished.
Then Ma Yuxuan unleashed a divine ability, attacking whatever was behind the black-robed figure.
Bang!
The terrifying shock wave slammed the black-robed figure straight into the wall.
The violent impact made her cough up blood. At the same time, the black robe concealing her features fell away.
Beneath that black robe was a delicate face. At first glance, she even had something of the demure charm of a girl from a modest household.
Interestingly, however, this delicate-looking woman had an eye growing on her forehead.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The woman stared fixedly at Ma Yuxuan as he fought the anomalies.
The appearance of someone from the Anomaly Suppression Bureau did not surprise her at all.
What truly puzzled her was this particular member of the Anomaly Suppression Bureau.
Although dense negative energy coiled around him, for some reason—
After his aura struck her, she actually felt a fierce burning in her internal