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n821 Infatuation

n821 Infatuation

nAbove the dark and low void of the mirror world, numerous brilliant stars shed beams of clear light.

nThese beams converged into a column of light, illuminating the mirror world and engulfing Franca, the Demoness webs, and Nikila himself.

nFranca and Nikila both shattered into countless mirror fragments. These shards, along with the invisible webs, quickly dissolved into nothing under the starlight.

nThe starlight quickly faded, and Nikila and Franca’s figures reappeared in different corners of the mirror world.

nSeeing the entrance to the tunnel of webs now unobstructed, Nikila felt a surge of joy. He pulled out a dark gray scroll from the inner pocket of his black wool coat.

nSuppressing the urge to cough, he whispered a Hermes word, “Wind!”

nThe dark gray scroll instantly ignited with cyan flames, a roaring wind gathering around Nikila, pushing his feverish and muddled thoughts forward at the speed of the wind toward one of the dark tunnels.

nNikila, seizing the moment before Franca could intervene, followed the wind into the tunnel entrance.

nHowever, he didn’t feel the familiar pull from other mirrors.

nHe was back where he started.

nThe dark, illusory tunnel wasn’t open to him!

nMirror Maze!

nAfter becoming a Demoness of Affliction, Franca’s mirror magic had evolved, allowing her to create scene illusions with pre-set mirrors.

nWhile waiting for Jenna and Anthony to act, she had woven invisible webs, spread pathogens, and placed mirrors at multiple tunnel entrances.

nThese mirrors, influenced by Beyonder powers, reflected each other, creating a mirror maze that hid the real tunnel entrances, showing only their reflections.

nNikila had chosen a false target, the reflection of a real tunnel, and naturally couldn’t escape.

nTaking advantage of this gap, Franca wove another web, ensnaring Nikila, wrapping him in layers, either making him blush or laugh uncontrollably.

nHaving experienced this before, Nikila didn’t let himself get completely entangled. Using his abilities as a Constellations Master, he broke free once again.

nIn the following time, amidst increasing fever and violent coughing, he barely managed to fend off Franca using scrolls and attempted to destroy the mirrors creating the maze, seeking the real exit.

nUnder Warlock attacks and interference from spells like wind blades, lightning, flashes, purification, freezing, and paralysis, Franca kept changing positions, sometimes using Mirror Substitution to block an attack, showing great patience and restraint.

nHer focus was on maintaining the Demoness webs and spreading pathogens, using her Demoness of Affliction’s Charm to buy time.

nGradually, Nikila felt he shouldn’t resist or harm the beautiful lady.

nHis breath grew hot, his heart racing either from the pathogens or her every move, pounding as if to leap from his chest.

nThe immense pressure made him suspect he might suffer a heart attack any second.

nWithout hesitation, he pulled out a scroll etched with lightning patterns from his coat’s inner pocket.

nIt was a powerful item he bought from a Broker.

n“Storm!” Just as he finished chanting, Nikila started coughing violently, and the scroll erupted into a dazzling silver light.

nThe silver light expanded, filling the mirror world with a thunderstorm, the accompanying wind pushing lightning into the tunnel entrances, shattering the mirrors Franca had placed.

nWith the sound of breaking glass, Franca’s figure shattered, the mirror maze collapsed, revealing the true dark tunnels.

nNikila had no time to celebrate. Aided by the scroll’s spell, dragging his sick body, he dashed toward the nearest tunnel entrance.

nHe had scrolls with some healing effects but didn’t want to miss the chance to escape.

nSeeing the tunnel entrance within reach and the attacking Demoness reappearing in another corner, Nikila’s heart surged with hope.

nAt that moment, he saw two figures in the tunnel entrance out of the corner of his eye.

nJenna and Anthony, who had teleported using the last diamond of the Seven-Stone Bracelet, had arrived and been lying in wait.

nDuring the brief and weakened storm, both had been struck by lightning but evaded the worst damage using Mirror Substitution-one from her own ability, the other from the Mirror Substitution created by the two Demonesses.

nSeizing this chance, Anthony’s eyes turned gold, radiating a dragon-like aura.

nAwe!

nFear and panic surged in Nikila’s heart, leaving him disoriented, as if facing an unbeatable predator.

nSeeing the target pause and turn in circles, Jenna threw a handful of black powder and chanted a few Hermes words.

nIt was one of a Witch’s black magic spells.

nDue to their need for materials and incantations, Jenna rarely used these in combat, opting for the convenience of frost and black flames.

nThe black powder ignited, and a cold wind rose, surrounding Nikila with ghostly figures pressing against him, covering his mouth and nose.

nWith this dual interference, Franca’s Demoness webs wove again, sticking Nikila in place.

nFranca smiled sincerely at the Mirror Person.

nWith a buzz, Nikila felt his blood split, half surging upward, half downward, his heart seeming to stop.

nUnder repeated Charms and his severe illness, he could no longer resist Franca’s allure.

nIn a daze, Nikila saw the woman, whose every detail fit his aesthetic, beckon to him and offer a transparent triangular spike symbolizing goodwill and control.

nI wholeheartedly accept… With this thought, Nikila didn’t question why the webs no longer restricted him. He reached out and grasped the triangular spike, feeling a slight sting.

nHis thoughts froze completely, becoming as sluggish and stiff as rusted machine parts.

nWintry Blade!

nWith Nikila under control, Franca glanced at Jenna, signaling her to find and destroy the remaining mirrors on him.

nThen, Franca could form an ice spike and perform a lobotomy on Nikila.

nWith Lumian absent, there was no one to use the ritual leather for the Animal Creation Spell to turn Nikila into a large hound.

nJenna nodded slightly, cutting off the lower half of Nikila’s right sleeve, and quickly took off his black wool coat. She swiftly found the remaining five mirrors and smashed them one by one.

nDuring this process, Nikila did not resist. He looked at Franca with a mixture of obsession and pain, coughing intermittently.

nHe still held the Wintry Blade, blood trickling from his hand.

nFranca’s left hand formed a long, thin ice spike.

nSuddenly, Nikila’s expression twisted.

nKnowledge infusion from the Hidden Sage? Dammit, why now? Franca was first stunned, then understood the reason.

nIn his severely ill and dying state, Nikila was unlikely to withstand this.

nHe might lose control on the spot!

nIn a flash, Franca discarded the ice spike and the Wintry Blade, taking out a mirror that reflected Nikila’s image. She then wiped the glass surface with her right hand, covered in eerie black flames.

nNikila’s exposed skin was marked with numerous blood-red cracks, with strange things forming inside them.

nAt that moment, pitch-black flames erupted from his body, burning his soul.

nUsing the blood dripping from Nikila’s hand, Jenna began a curse, while Anthony aimed the Winter is Coming revolver at Nikila, ready to use the Certain Death effect at any moment.

nSoon, the two Demonesses acted before Nikila could lose control, ending his life completely.

nSilently, Nikila fell to the void and dark ground of the mirror world, becoming a corpse.

nThe eye-like objects hidden within his flesh stopped moving, unable to emerge.

nFranca quickly set up a ritual, completing the Magic Mirror Divination.

nIn her makeup mirror, Nikila’s eerie, pale figure appeared, showing only slight signs of losing control.

nThe ghost’s eyes still held a trace of obsession with Franca but now included the pain and despair of being killed by her.

nA Demoness of Affliction’s Charm is terrifying… I wonder if Baby Cupid from the Scrooge pathway can make someone fall hopelessly in love with them too… Franca mused with a sigh and then asked, “Are you Griffith?”

n“Yes, I am very pleased you know and remember my true name.” The mirror’s Nikila smiled joyfully.

n“..” Franca was momentarily speechless.

nShe paused for a second before asking, “Do you know what happened to your superior, Kmerolo, one of the Ten Pillars?”

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