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n831 Something’s Wrong

n831 Something’s Wrong

nWhen Lumian withdrew the headless corpse of the Abscessed Hand and activated the black mark on his right shoulder, he heard Julie’s voice along with the sharp, exaggerated sound of a heavy object falling rapidly.

nInstinctively, he chose the farthest place he could sense as his teleportation destination.

nJust as Lumian’s figure vanished, Albus entered the area with two iron puppets.

nHe hadn’t been influenced by Lumian’s feigned attempt to rush towards the mountain of corpses. Instead, he took advantage of Lumian’s blindness, conjuring a blazing-white flame spear and manually hurling it forward to drive Lumian out of the corridor, forcing him to face potential dangers and possible concentrated attacks.

nAlbus himself lagged two to three meters behind, allowing him ample time to react—if Lumian were to be surrounded or controlled, Albus could avoid the dangerous zone and approach the mountain of corpses from the side.

nOf course, Albus couldn’t afford to fall too far behind. Lumian had just proven he could prevent Wanak from attacking him, potentially reaching the destination quickly and unhindered. If Albus delayed for more than ten to twenty seconds before entering the area, Lumian might have already made direct contact with 0-01!

nIn war, acting too quickly or too slowly can both lead to failure… As this thought crossed Albus’s mind, he heard the terrifying explosion of something hitting the ground.

nOne of his iron puppets looked up, seeing a massive meteor engulfed in bright flames, illuminating the entire area. It plummeted towards the armored soldiers and countless corpses in the wasteland, heading towards the entrance area where Albus and Wanak were.

nThe meteor fell faster and faster, soon surpassing the speed of sound.

nFurther away, Julie, wearing a slit low-cut dress, stood in midair with the help of icy steps, holding a lantern.

nWith a sapphire ring on her left hand, she drew a downward arc, pointing at where Wanak and Albus were.

n“Son of a bitch!”

nFor the first time since entering Morora, Albus cursed uncontrollably in his mind.

nIsn’t she supposed to not have invoked divine descent yet?

nIsn’t she not in a state of divine descent?

nHow could this sow summon a meteor?

nWhat about Morora’s rules? What about 0-01? Shouldn’t there be some restrictions? This is the ability of a Demoness of Catastrophe!

nAnd this Demoness isn’t even blindfolded!

nSomething’s wrong!

nAlthough the meteor hadn’t reached the level to destroy a city, or the true power of a Demoness of Catastrophe, Albus still felt genuine fear at that moment.

nAs a member of the Red of War rebuilt by the ancestor, he could concentrate his power towards the King of Angels, share some of the power in return, and distribute part of the damage he received. However, in Morora, within the core area of sealing 0-01, this special interaction was significantly weakened. Albus could at most temporarily use Sequence 4 powers and some weakened higher abilities, but could only transfer a third of the damage at most.

nNow, even if he could transfer half or two-thirds of the damage, the remaining part would still be more than his current body could bear.

nIf the meteor had fallen instantly, Albus would have already turned into a charred corpse.

nWearing a black blindfold, he leaned back slightly, his hair igniting with red flames extending to his back.

nBeneath his skin, his bones and flesh faintly glowed with an iron-black hue.

nNext, he transformed into a blazing white flame spear, carrying the two iron puppets rapidly to the right.

nHe had borrowed the Red Angel’s power. The plan was to first avoid the meteor’s impact zone, then use the ancestor’s damage sharing, his temporary metal transformation, and the two iron puppets as shields to survive the subsequent impact.

nYes, Albus didn’t bring the iron puppets because he was fond of them or because he didn’t want to lose his “eyes.”

nThey made excellent shields!

nAs the primary target, Wanak made the same choice as Albus, but without the final protection of the iron puppets, and was hindered by layers of invisible webs around him.

nAs the strands of web became visible, turning grayish-white, Wanak’s blazing white flame spear slowed down.

nBang!

nThe blazing meteor hit the ground about ten meters behind Wanak.

nBoom!

nRolling dust, intense flames, and terrifying shockwaves engulfed Wanak.

nThe metal-colored body of Morora’s most dangerous person cracked instantly, turning into a charred corpse.

nAlbus, who had fled some distance, was slammed into the white flame spear by the rushing shockwave, driving it to the ground.

nWith a clanging sound, the first iron puppet, acting as a shield, quickly dented and partially shattered, instantly losing its puppet-like feel and becoming scrap metal.

nNext, the second iron puppet suffered severe damage, and then Albus Medici, who emerged from the flame spear state, spat a mouthful of blazing blood, his metalized body sustaining damage.

nNot knowing where he had teleported to, Lumian first heard the explosion, then felt the tangible shockwave slam into him, followed by the burning flames.

nHis ears momentarily deafened, unable to draw knowledge from the brass earplugs. His whole body was flung out, but the shockwave’s intensity had dropped to a level a Reaper could withstand.

nAs for the flames carried by the shockwave, they could only ignite clothes, bandages, and hair, barely causing significant burns to his body, and were quickly extinguished by his flame control ability.

nThua!

nLumian landed heavily, almost dropping the carbide lamp in his hand.

nThe burnt bandages on his face fell off, but fortunately, he kept his eyes shut.

nAt the same time, Lumian felt the headless corpse of the Abscessed Hand in his right hand and the rotting head in his left hand become agitated, each dragging his body towards the other with terrifying force.

nLumian didn’t stop them; instead, he released his grip.

nHe once again activated the black mark on his right shoulder, teleporting to the limit of his current sensing range.

nHe needed to distance himself from the merging parts of the Abscessed Hand to avoid becoming the first target of attack. Otherwise, he might find himself surrounded and attacked!

nWhen choosing a teleportation destination, Lumian deliberately avoided the impact zone and the place where Julie’s voice had come from.

nIn the thick, smoky environment, Lumian’s figure disappeared, and the two rotting parts of the Abscessed Hand moved towards each other.

nThe headless corpse grasped the tangled-haired head with its only hand, urgently placing it on its neck.

nBut this attempt was hindered by some force, as if an unspoken rule in the underground mausoleum required the head and body to remain separate.

nOf course, the obstruction didn’t truly prevent the head from reattaching; it only increased the difficulty and slowed the reassembly process.

nOn the other side, the rolling flames and scattered dust calmed down a bit. Julie, standing on the icy steps, saw that Wanak had lost his life force, lying on the ground with deep cracks and charred marks all over his body.

nShe quietly sighed in relief.

nWanak had always been her most dreaded opponent. She regretted that Lumian fled early, missing the chance to team up and kill Wanak.

nJust then, Wanak’s charred body moved.

nThe most dangerous person in Morora leaped up, with two dark red flames burning in his eye sockets.

nHe had become an undead creature!

nFor Wanak, who was a special puppet of 0-01, being alive or existing as an undead made little difference.

nMoreover, as an undead, he could tap into additional powers!

nHe spread his arms, tilted his head back slightly, and let out a roar like a battle cry.

nSuddenly, the lantern Julie held went out, and the flames around the mountain of corpses were extinguished. Only the lantern in Albus’s hand and the carbide lamp Lumian held, protected by their Hunter powers, flickered but continued to burn.

nDarkness surged back but failed to engulf Julie.

nNothing? Using the last iron puppet as his eyes, Albus couldn’t help but frown upon seeing this scene.

nThat sapphire ring can protect Julie from the underground mausoleum’s dark corrosion and dissolution?

nThat doesn’t make sense!

nEven if it could, why did Julie carry the lantern before? To mislead us?

nAnd, there shouldn’t be a Demoness of Catastrophe’s ability, even if it’s a weakened version…

nSomething’s definitely wrong!

nAt this moment, Julie let out a low, soul-scratching laugh and pointed her left hand skyward again.

nIn the darkness above, faint light appeared as sharp icicles formed, raining down like a storm towards the wasteland, targeting Wanak, Albus, and Lumian.

nWanak roared again.

nIt was like a battle drum, striking Julie’s heart and causing her to stiffen momentarily.

nNext, a tornado connecting heaven and earth formed, sweeping all the icicles and reversing towards Julie.

nAt that moment, whether it was Lumian with his eyes shut, Albus with his eyes covered, or Julie and Wanak with normal vision, they all felt the world shake and heard the creaking sound of the void around them.

nThe rotting corpse of the Abscessed Hand had finally reattached its head to its neck.

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