"Pursuer"

The Blazing White flames quickly dissipated. Lumian, with his back to "Hisoka" Tevanaco, looked at the "Guardian" teetering on the brink of collapse a dozen meters away and chuckled softly.

"Before, I had to rely on the team to defeat you, but now, I can kill you Alone."

This was said to Hisoka.

As Hisoka lay on the ground, his consciousness fading, he heard those words. His hands instinctively tried to clench, but he had no strength left.

He made a gurgling sound in his throat, his pupils dilated, and he couldn't get his focus back.

He regretted turning to Dignity Lumian Lee and choosing to Demonization instead of Wraith Transformation. Otherwise, he could have used the "Wraith Scream" to interrupt the other's attempt to play the blackened Bone Flute. But there was nothing he could do. He could only sense the malice and its source, but had no way of knowing the specific details. In this situation, considering that Lumian Lee could imbue bullets, Fireball, and other attacks with an electric shock effect and effectively target weaknesses, Demonization was obviously more universal than Wraith Transformation and could defend against more kinds of unexpected events.

As for why he didn't condense a large number of Sulfur Fireball and launch Past, assuming a posture of mutual destruction, it was because Hisoka felt there was a considerable distance between them. By the time he condensed a dozen or twenty Sulfur Fireball and sent them flying near Lumian Lee, the other party would have already finished playing his instrument and could use his "Teleportation" ability to easily avoid the cluster bombardment of Sulfur Fireball. Spells like "Words of Filth" have distance limitations.

Excluding all other possibilities, under those circumstances, Hisoka Tevanaco could only use "Emotional Impact" followed by "Desire Detonation" to target Lumian Lee's weaknesses, hoping that after both sides were seriously injured, their recovery speed would be similar, giving him a chance to come up with a new strategy.

However, Lumian Li Ming was still swaying, her face covered in Pain and blood, her eyes not quite normal, still showing a trace of confusion, but she endured all the negative effects and preemptively completed a very Precision area bombardment with an electric shock effect, which caused her to suffer new damage and briefly fall into a state of Paralysis.

"Hehe..."

Hisoka Tevanaco desperately tried to Loss of Control and drag Lumian Lee down with him, but his life was nearing its end. His vision was filled with deep darkness, and his consciousness, filled with resentment, hatred, and Pain, sank into the Depths of that darkness and merged with it.

The enormous Demon's body twitched a few times, then became completely still.

Hisoka's last hope of Resurrection has been shattered.

He is completely dead.

As Lumian spoke, he drew his Revolver and aimed it at the "Guardian" not far away.

In a state of emotional turmoil and with his thoughts scattered, the "Guardian" subconsciously conjured a Giant Sword of Light, knelt on one knee, and planted it in front of him.

It merged with the earth, as if forming an unbreakable, invisible wall.

As Gravekeeper fused with the Dream Projection, this "Guardian" was utterly unable to mount an effective defense against the "Hateful Movement." His companions, the "Spirit Witch" and "Soul Soother," had not anticipated such an attack and failed to pull him into the dream in time to prevent him from directly hearing the melody. He could only rely on the strength of his body and soul to withstand the explosion of desire and emotion.

For Beyonder with Dream Projection, this would be a life-threatening Heavy Blow.

Before the Gravekeeper could recover, he was struck directly by Blazing White Fireball Entanglement electricity, which exploded on his body.

That is, the Gift he received was "Guardian," otherwise he would have become a Harvest straw like his companions, and would not still be able to make any defense based purely on instinct.

Lumian's green Eyes seemed to have taken on a hint of iron black as he pulled the trigger while standing.

Bang! Bang!

Two bright yellow bullets, accompanied by Blazing White flashes and Silvery Lightning, struck a single point on the invisible wall.

Rumble!

The already unstable invisible wall collapsed with a roar, That One "Guardian" watched helplessly as a Blazing White Spear Entanglement electricity flew towards him, piercing his chest and flying into the distance.

Another Harvest, another digestion.

With his last ounce of consciousness, the "Guardian" allowed the Giant Sword of Light in his hand to shatter into countless tiny fragments.

These Light Fragments transformed into Hurricane, sweeping outwards.

Pursued by the Storm of light, the Blazing White Flame Spear flew twenty or thirty meters before finally landing.

As the firelight faded, Lumian, dressed in a white shirt, Black Waistcoat, Dark Trousers, and Golden-yellow Straw Hat, straightened his back.

Behind him, the bright yet terrifying Storm of Light gradually subsided, and a thick layer of light thinned on the ground. The Corpse of the dead Gravekeeper and "Hisoka" Tevanaco began to break and scattered.

Affected by the "Hateful Movement," Dewahuo's injuries flared up and became extremely severe. He glanced at the Corpse scattered on the ground, then looked at Lumian, who was standing to the side in the distance. His already Pale White face became even more ashen.

What's going on?

Is this even human?

Dewahuo had been instinctively tempted to retaliate after being struck by the blow, quickly abandoned the idea and retreated into the jungle as he made his Sulfur blood ignite with a blue Flames.

He's going to escape!

In any case, he couldn't offer any help to That One Grand Duke's Human Skin, which had been transformed through the Ritual. Staying in the Black Ancient Tomb area would only expose him to greater danger, and there was no point in doing so.

Lumian ignored the fleeing Dewahuo. Despite his poor physical condition, his spiritual energy remained high. He transformed back into Blazing White Flame Spear and flew dozens, even hundreds of meters, before landing beside Lugano, Amandina, and the others.

Although the four Beyonder were all unconscious and did not directly hear the melody played by the "Hateful Movement," the impact on them was minimal; they merely had a Nightmare. However, this Nightmare still caused them Pain, their expressions Distortion, and they gradually awoke from their unconsciousness.

Seeing that they had opened their eyes and regained their senses, Lumian immediately ordered, "You all leave here immediately and go back to Tizamo Town to find a place to hide."

The struggle in front of the Black Ancient Tomb was not something Lugano and his companions could get involved in. Lumian himself didn't dare to approach it, so he planned to send his four temporary teammates away from the area.

He had previously agreed to let Camus and Riya come along because he thought Camus's "Mental Piercing" ability and Rhea's Lightning arrows would effectively complement his ability to deal with Hisoka's Dream Projection. Amandina's forced dream entry would also be quite useful against Reyasa and the others, and he needed to follow her to truly approach the Black Ancient Tomb without being attacked by the invisible figure. Who knew that Hisoka would display combat abilities far exceeding Priest Kali's? This place was neither enclosed nor had any pre-set traps, so Camus, Amandina, and the others not only failed to help but also "hurt" each other, becoming a burden.

Recalling the two battles—capturing the real "Hisoka" and dealing with Priest Kali— Lumian vaguely realized a truth:

Sometimes relying on a team is stronger, and sometimes Alone is more suitable. Different situations and different enemies cannot be treated and dealt with using the same standard, otherwise it is easy to suffer losses.

At this moment, Lumian remembered a sentence that Emperor Roselle had once said, and that his Older Sister Aurora had explained to him:

Military operations have no fixed form, just as flowing water has no fixed shape.

"Can we go back to Tizamo Town? Can I?" Lugano was overjoyed and instinctively reached out his remaining hand, pressing the flickering light onto Lumian's wounds.

As a "Doctor," Lugano cannot directly treat the Patient's internal organ injuries; he must open the cavity and touch the injured area, which is equivalent to performing Surgery.

Lumian nodded and said, "Okay, but you must be under the watchful eyes of both Camus and Riya."

He himself planned to stay a little longer to see if he could help Ivelista Aegis, a member of the Temperance Faction of the Church the Fool.

This is what the Minor Arcana of the "Tarot Club" should do.

Of course, Lumian would never enter the area in front of the Black Ancient Tomb, as that would only lead to his demise without him even knowing how. He was thinking about whether he could influence the corresponding Divinity artifacts by affecting Reyasa and the others, or do something using the Golden Mask on Hisoka's Corpse.

At this time, Dewahuo, who had only arrived in Tizamo Town that evening, had disappeared into the jungle and circled back to the road they had come by.

He mustered his remaining strength and ran away.

As he ran, Dewahuo suddenly stopped and looked around the bend in the path, which was hidden by trees, with a puzzled expression.

Under the dim, Crimson Moonlight, a small figure approached.

The figure was a seven or eight-year-old boy, wearing blue Pajamas with yellow Stars and a matching Nightcap. His chubby face and short yellow hair, which wasn't covered by the cap, were smeared with cream, blood, cookie crumbs, cake bits, and other things. His brown Eyes revealed intense hunger and longing.

A colorful, cold, slippery snake tail twitched and swayed around his mouth as it was swallowed segment by segment into his oral cavity.

The little boy's cheeks puffed out as he chewed vigorously.

The next second, he saw Dewahuo.

Dewahuo's mind was instantly filled with intense, terrifying malice.

Having received permission, Lugano was about to call Camus, Riya, and Amandina to return towards Tizamo Town when he suddenly heard a terrified scream echo from the jungle.

They immediately stopped in their tracks.

A few seconds later, a Pitch-Black Monster nearly three meters tall with curved Goat Horns came rushing from the jungle in the direction of Tizamo Town, running frantically toward the Black Ancient Tomb.

That man just now? He's a "Demon" too... Is he a henchman of that Devil from the Norse Family? Was that Green-Eyed Man formed from Human Skin the power that Devil from the Norse Family projected into the "Dream Festival"? Lumian stared at the Gloom jungle behind the Demon and suddenly had a bad feeling.

He acted decisively, saying to Lugano, Amandina, and the others, "Grab me!"

Lugano, with practiced ease, pounced and ran back to Lumian, grabbing his arm.

Camus, Riya, and Amandina all paused for a moment, Imitation Lugano, performing similar movements.

The five of them vanished from their spot and reappeared near Hisoka's Corpse.

As soon as Amandina's body was sketched, her Eyes widened suddenly.

Her gaze froze, and she said in a low voice to Lumian, "That... that Daoist has appeared again..."