Witchcraft

Valentine also saw the woman in the Gray-White Long Dress, her eyes filled with hatred and her expression cold as she opened her arms as if to embrace the Sun.

A beam of incredibly clear and brilliant light descended from the sky and landed on the target holding the giant scissors.

The surroundings were instantly illuminated, and the transparent faces that appeared on the walls and glass vanished before they could even scream.

The woman's body, which had clearly been set ablaze and was evaporating, suddenly vanished.

This scene seemed familiar to Lumian; when he hunted the Mouthpart Monster before, it had exhibited a similar behavior.

Invisibility!

Of course, the woman might not have concealed her form, but she was definitely not dead. Therefore, Lumian was not happy at all, and instead moved Past the much taller Ryan.

Among the group of people present, Ryan, who was covered in Full-Body Armor and wielding a greatsword of light, was the one he felt he could Trust the most.

He looks incredibly skilled and adept at fighting!

At that moment, behind Lya, on the wall surface near the Tower entrance, a pale-faced child's face suddenly emerged and transformed into the woman in the Gray-White Long Dress.

The enormous scissors in her hand clamped directly between Lya's neck and fingers.

Snap!

Lya's head fell off, but no blood gushed out. Her body and head rapidly shrank and thinned, turning into a shattered Paper Person floated lightly to the ground.

Her figure, clad in a pleated cashmere dress, was outlined in the air not far away.

With a clang, Ryan, whose face was covered by a silver-white mask, raised the "Dawn Sword" in his hand, took a step and came to the spot where Lya had just stood, and slashed heavily at the woman with a diagonal slash.

The woman raised the scissors in an attempt to block, but was instead hacked into the wall along with her weapon.

Her figure disappeared again.

Behind Valentine, who was wearing a blue tweed coat, a swollen and bluish face instantly replaced that of the woman.

She leaned out and slashed at Valentine's nape.

"Watch out!" As soon as the woman appeared, Lya shouted to warn her companion.

Valentine immediately snorted and slightly closed his outstretched arms.

Golden, illusory Flames suddenly leaped out of the void around him, merging together to transform the corridor into an ocean radiating the aura of the Sun.

The woman was included in the mass, her face contorted in Pain, her body Burning intensely.

She shrank back inside the wall, reverting to her swollen, pale face.

The transparent face instantly melted into wisps of black smoke in the Golden, illusory Flames, and then evaporated.

When!

Ryan's "Dawn Sword" struck this spot again, making the entire Castle seem to tremble.

But he was too late; he couldn't stop the woman.

Lumian roughly understood the current situation: the woman who delivered Louis Lund's baby was connected to the transparent child faces on the walls and glass surfaces. She could make one of them become herself, or she could revert to Undead Ghost state to avoid attacks and transfer damage.

In other words, she could launch an attack from any wall or glass window on the Third Floor of the Castle at any time, and the counterattacks of Ryan and the others could not really harm her.

With this assessment in mind, Lumian immediately distanced himself from the French windows and the surrounding walls, moving to the center of the sunroom.

Just then, Ghost faces appeared on the ground and ceiling.

The woman suddenly emerged from behind Lumian's feet, and the scissors swiftly moved towards his thigh.

Lumian felt a sudden urge, a strong sense of danger rising within him.

Without waiting to confirm where the attack would come from, he leaped into the air and lunged to the side.

With a tearing sound, he was a fraction of a second too slow; a deep gash was ripped open on his lower thigh, and blood gushed out instantly.

The drops of blood had barely touched the ground when, with a flick of the woman's finger from her new position, they coalesced and stretched into a thin, Blood-Colored silhouette.

Without hesitation, the Blood-Colored figure turned towards Lumian, who had rolled into the Armchair, and pounced Past him as he continued to bleed profusely.

Every drop of blood that Lumian shed became its nourishment, making it ever clearer.

At the same time, Lumian not only suffered intense pain, but also experienced a feeling that his blood was out of control.

Almost instantly, Ryan leaped over.

While suspended in mid-air, he raised the greatsword of light high and slammed it down on the Blood-Colored figure, pinning it to the ground and shattering it along with the surrounding transparent faces.

Lya had somehow rolled over to Lumian's side, reached out her right hand, and pressed it against the wound on his thigh.

Then, Lumian was astonished to find that his wound had miraculously moved with the other's right palm, descending all the way to the side of his calf where blood vessels were not very abundant.

The outflow of blood immediately decreased.

The woman suddenly poked her head out from the ceiling, her brown Eyes becoming very deep, as if a fiery life was Burning within them.

The blood dripping from Lumian's calf was instantly ignited, bursting forth with a bright Flames like the spring Sunlight, which quickly spread Depths into the wound and into the blood vessels inside his body.

In that instant, Lumian felt life slipping away rapidly.

With a soft thud, Ryan planted the two-handed greatsword formed of light into the ground.

Around him, in the area where Lumian and Lya were, a faint Dawn- like light began to appear, filling the entire space.

In this Dawn, the remaining Blood-Colored figures quickly melted away, and the bright, beautiful Flames on Lumian's calves also extinguished rapidly.

The brief burst of Burning had bound his wounds together, which surprisingly stopped the bleeding.

Ryan drew his greatsword and shouted in a deep voice, "The environment here is not right, we must leave!"

He meant that the woman wasn't as powerful as she appeared, almost impossible to kill or lock onto; the main advantage was the unique environment of the Third Floor of the Castle, which gave her a significant boost.

Without waiting for his companion's response, Ryan began chasing after the woman.

Although he was always a step slower than his enemies who could leap using their transparent faces, he spared no effort in his vertical slashes, diagonal cuts, and thrusts, making his opponents dare not linger whenever they extended their bodies, and they would quickly move to a different position after making a brief attack.

With the help of the Holy Light summoned by Valentine and the Golden Flame he created, the two of them briefly suppressed the woman, preventing Lya and Lumian from being attacked much.

Seizing the opportunity, Lya jumped onto the Armchair and ran back and forth among the surrounding sofas, tables, chairs, and ornaments—so as not to touch the ground.

Throughout this process, the silver bells on her veil and boots jingled incessantly, sometimes fiercely and sometimes irritably.

Lumian dared not stay on the ground any longer and stood on the table, keeping an eye on the ceiling above him and the ground below while observing Lya's actions.

Based on his previous experience, he judged that the other party was testing which route they could take to escape.

Soon, Lya stopped her acrobatic running:

"Tower, to the Tower!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than the woman leaned out from the ceiling and shouted angrily, "You damned bunch!"

She uttered each Vocabulary one by Vocabulary, each Vocabulary seemingly echoing in the minds of Lumian and the others, causing their hearts to race, their heads to spin, and their eyes to spin, making them feel extremely nauseous.

Despite his discomfort, Valentine opened his arms again.

A bright, pure light completely engulfed the ceiling.

"Go!" Ryan gave the order.

Lumian immediately jumped off the table, enduring the discomfort in his calves, and stepped over the transparent faces, rushing towards the Tower first. Lya and Valentine followed closely behind. Only Ryan, covered in Silver-White Full-Body Armor, did not rush to escape. He raised the "Dawn Sword" and slashed back the woman who was sticking out of her body, preventing her from stopping his companions from escaping.

Once Lya and the others had entered the staircase leading to the Tower, he turned around and leaped after them.

The woman poked her head out from behind a transparent face on the side wall and let out a sharp scream.

With that piercing scream, a layer of black, malevolent Flames ignited on the surface of Ryan's Silver-White Full-Body Armor.

Ryan immediately felt his strength rapidly draining away.

Without hesitation, he deactivated the "Dawn Armor".

Tiny specks of Dawn- like light, accompanied by black Flames, scattered in all directions and disappeared into the air.

Ryan, wielding the greatsword of light, seized the opportunity to leap, completely escaping the Third Floor of the Castle and entering the staircase. (https://m. hetushu. com)

At this moment, Lumian, knowing that his strength was far inferior and that he could not make use of the environment, was in second place, with Lya ahead of him, her silver bells ringing softly.

As she ran, Lya suddenly stopped.

Lumian quickly brought the "car" to a halt, and heard a chattering sound in his ears.

He then looked ahead, and was somewhat stunned.

The Tower was not large, even rather small, with stairs leading to different firing ports.

The walls here are covered with children crawling all over them.

They were dressed in different clothes; some looked like newborns, while others looked three or four years old. Their hands and feet were like bird claws, with exceptionally sharp tips.

Using their "bird claws," these children, like birds in the forest, perched all over the wall, taking up most of the space.

The sight of normal human children's faces and bodies, combined with Evil, sharp "bird claws"—more than a hundred of them—and their abnormal resting patterns sent chills down Lumian's spine. He once again felt the same way he had when he witnessed Louis Lund giving birth: his spirit, eyes, and soul were all Corruption.

The "children" were unaware of the intruder; a small group were happily exchanging different topics.

"The sky outside is so blue."

I want to go out.

"No."

"Mom said that I can only go outside if I can retract my claws and act like a normal human..."

Just then, Ryan caught up with the three of them and said urgently, "Get away from them!"

He immediately turned around, holding the "Dawn Sword," and stood like Giant blocking the entrance to the Tower.

Lya and Valentine didn't ask why, and they ran off separately, finding stairs and other obstacles to cover themselves. Lumian didn't understand, but his survival experience told him to just do as he was told.

"Get down here!"

The woman's voice rang out sharply.

Each of these Vocabulary pierced the ears of Lumian and the others, simultaneously weakening them.

Immediately afterwards, the woman in the Gray-White Long Dress appeared at the corner of the stairs, and the entire Tower was filled with the breath of life, with no transparent pale face appearing.