Why? Why did heaven have to do this to me? The Enchanter Demon began questioning himself. Even an idiot would have known he had fallen into a trap. Thinking about its effects, the name of a magical treasure surfaced in his mind: the Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book!
It was actually Lu Ya's Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book. Lu Ya had always kept a low profile, only making a brief appearance during the Investiture of the Gods. Back in the Primordial Wilderness, he had been a lofty second-generation figure who had never even participated in the Yan-Huang Conflict, so naturally, he had had little contact with Chi-Mei-Wang-Liang.
He had two signature treasures: the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife and the Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book. The latter was especially famous, but unfortunately, it was far too mysterious-so mysterious that Chi-Mei-Wang-Liang had forgotten there was another object in this world besides the Treasure-Dropping Money that could inflict serious, devastating damage on them.
When Qin Fen had taken out the doll, the Enchanter Demon had failed to recognize it, assuming it was just a toy. Now, after Third's sneak attack, he finally understood. His soul had been immobilized and transferred into the doll. He would bear all the damage it suffered, so as long as Third kept struggling with Qin Fen over that doll, he would always be the one getting hurt.
What a painful realization! Yet the Enchanter Demon could barely speak now, just as Lu Ya had been unable to back then.
Seeing Second vomiting blood and apparently badly injured, the Wraith Demon immediately grew anxious.
"Either you die today or I do!" the woman snarled, her face twisted with fury.
Now Chameleon no longer cared about the steel needles embedded in her hand. Spreading her fingers, she retreated instead of advancing, then leaned forward against the doll