Hearing the jingling sound, feeling her shoulders become extremely cold, and unable to find the source of danger, Lia's first reaction was to use the "paper man stand-in".
Her body quickly became smaller and thinner, turning into a well-tailored paper figure.
The paper figure quickly darkened, instantly yellow and brittle, as if it had been released for ten or twenty years.
Silently, the aging pale yellow paper figure disintegrated into countless tiny fragments.
Lia's figure was redrawn at the entrance of the stairs, still holding the previous kerosene lamp in her hand, but the next second, she felt her shoulders getting cold again.
In the blink of an eye, she raised her right hand and pinched the top of her nose.
She turned on her "spiritual vision" and then looked at the opposite room, looking at the glass window there.
Against the backdrop of the night outside, in the dim light of the kerosene lamp, the glass in the bathroom was slightly equal to a mirror, reflecting Lia's upper body.
She sat on each shoulder with a transparent and fuzzy baby!
The two babies had round and fleshy faces, pale and bluish skin, and extremely distorted expressions.
At this time, they all leaned down and brought their mouths to Lia's neck, as if they were sucking something.
Seeing this, Liya was not only not frightened, but relieved.
It is much better to find the source of the anomaly than to know everything!
In this way, she can discern the nature of the problem and make targeted choices.
Just like now!
Leah pulled out the delicate silver pistol and pulled the trigger on the transparent and terrifying baby on her left shoulder.
Bang!
A golden bullet flew out of the muzzle, swirling with illusory flames.
The baby suddenly let out a "wow wow" cry, and flew away from Leah's shoulder with its golden flames.
Bang! Leah fired another bullet into the top of the other shoulder.
The baby ghost, which burned violently, cried and flew towards the end of the corridor after its companions.
A female figure appeared there, with nearly blue eyes, soft features, round face, and loose black hair, as if she was the mistress of the parish priest, the shepherd Pierre. Berry's sister, Sybil. Berry.
Her skin was covered with a layer of cyan, and there was something suspected of sarcoma on both sides of her neck.
The two transparent and fuzzy babies flew back to her shoulders, each sucking on the corresponding "sarcoma", as if they were breastfeeding.
As they suck, the golden flame that ignites them gradually extinguishes.
However, Leah will not watch and aim at Sybil. Berry, pulled the trigger.
With a bang, the gold-forged bullet passed through a distance of only a few meters and hit Sybil's head accurately.
Sybil didn't even try to dodge for some reason, and a bloody hole appeared on his forehead in an instant.
Inside the hole, milky white and blood red were intertwined, and illusory golden flames quickly devoured them.
With a bang, Sybil collapsed, losing signs of life, and the two blue-faced transparent babies dissipated crying bitterly.
This is solved? Leah couldn't believe it at all.
The small silver bells on her veil and boots were still jingling, even more intense than just now!
In an instant, Liya felt something cold growing rapidly in her body.
She hurriedly looked at the bathroom, looked at the glass window there, and saw that the skin on her face had been dyed blue at some point.
The next second, her body degenerated into a paper man.
The paper man squeezed into a ball on its own and fell heavily to the floor.
Lia's figure appeared in the bathroom, but the feeling that something cold was growing inside her did not disappear.
Almost at the same time, a soft voice sounded in her ears:
"I have made a pact with a strange spirit creature to borrow one of its traits.
"Whoever kills me, I can be reborn inside him and take possession of his body.
"You are very beautiful, I like it very much, and the priest of this parish should also like it......
Hearing Sybil's words, Leah ran out of the bathroom without thinking, carrying a silver-white pistol and a kerosene lamp.
She was going to find Valente.
Exorcism is one of the things the "Sun" realm is best at, and they are very restrained in anything like that!
…………
Valentine was trapped in the area near the balcony.
It was surrounded by pitch-black, spiky vines hanging from the roof, full of blood-colored, fishy giant flowers.
Valentine half-opened his arms and let golden flames emerge out of thin air, scorching the weirdness around him.
At this moment, a figure stood out in mid-air.
He was wearing a white robe inlaid with gold thread, short black hair, serious blue eyes, and a slightly hooked nose. Bennet.
After finishing his invisibility state, he floated in mid-air, looked at Valentai below, and shouted in an ancient Hermitic language:
"Valentine!"
Accompanied by this sound, there seemed to be a dark light flashing inside the priest's robe.
This is Guillaume. Benet uses the special abilities of the "Incontractor" to obtain from a certain spirit creature:
By calling out the target's real name, it affects his mental body and causes him to react with dizziness and other reactions.
In this process, the closer the language used is to nature and closer to the spirit world, the more you grasp the true situation of the target, the better the effect.
If his own spiritual strength is much stronger than that of the other party, he can even directly pull out the enemy's spirit, leaving him completely muddled and unable to resist.
Hearing the call of the priest of the main hall, Valentine's mind buzzed suddenly, and his whole body suddenly became dizzy, and it was difficult to think for a while.
However, he quickly controlled this state and regained his sobriety.
Since entering Cordu Village, he has not reported his full name, the parish priest Guillaume. Bennet's ability will definitely not have a very good effect.
Guillaume. Benet didn't think he would succeed, and before Valentine could completely get rid of the dizziness, he threw out a human bone that had been prepared in advance.
Snap, as the bone fell to the ground, the priest in mid-air quickly recited in Hermisian:
"I can't see, I can't hear, I can't wake up."
This is a curse, the same Guillaume. Bennet's abilities through contracts:
Throw bones that symbolize dead people, so that the target cannot see, hear, or open their eyes like a dead person.
Valentine is not sleeping at the moment, so naturally there will be no "can't wake up" situation, but the vertigo on his body that has not completely disappeared has significantly worsened, so that his vision is blurred, his ears are buzzing, he cannot see anything more than three meters, and he cannot hear sounds outside the range.
Seizing this opportunity, the priest of the parish stretched out his right palm.
His blue eyes suddenly became lighter, so transparent that they seemed illusory.
Around Valentine, one after another, complex mercury symbols appeared as if small rivers were entangled with themselves, forming a vast and shimmering illusory river.
There were countless tributaries downstream of this long river, and with the advancement of the main trunk, most of them were swallowed up again, leaving only one.
Guillaume. Benet observed for a few seconds, and while Valentine had not yet broken free from the curse of invisible and invisible induction, he grabbed one of the mercury symbols.
He wanted to amplify the corresponding tributaries and make Valentine's fate of being paralyzed by the surrounding abyssal magic flowers a reality.
…………
The side shadow raised his axe and slashed at Lane, and the keen warrior made a timely dodge, throwing away the kerosene lamp he had been carrying.
His body was quickly covered with silver-white armor, and he had a giant sword that condensed with light in his hand.
Dangdang!
Lane slashed continuously, splitting the shadow back into the wall, while covering the surroundings with a little morning light, driving away the shadows in the area.
The arms that originally wanted to stick out from behind the shadows, whether pitch black or pale or evil or terrifying, were suddenly pushed far away, making it difficult to grab Ryan's body.
In Dang's voice, the shadow completely retracted into the wall and became normal.
It immediately disappeared into the morning light.
Not far away, the remaining shadows grew larger, and the shepherd Pierre Berry, dressed in a long coat and a hood, came out. Berry.
He leaned down slightly, picked up the axe, and stomped towards Ryan.
With each step, a certain power accumulated in his body was unsealed, and after a few steps, Pierre. Berry obviously did not grow taller, but it seemed to have the posture and strength of a giant.
Ryan opposite him was also much larger, holding the "Sword of Dawn" in both hands, slashing at the enemy who was running like a bison.
Pawn!
The greatsword and axe collided together, creating a series of sparks.
Pierre. Berry and Lane stepped back at the same time, one took three steps to stabilize their figures, and the other only took one step.
Ryan propped up his back foot and grabbed Pierre. Before Berry could stand firm, he suddenly pounced and slashed in front of him.
At this moment, Pierre. Berry opened his mouth.
His tongue eerily turned into a strange chameleon.
The chameleon's head was sandwiched between its legs, and one front foot was stuffed into its mouth.
As soon as he saw this chameleon, Ryan experienced severe pain in his head, so much so that the attack he was trying to make failed.
Headache curse!
Shepherd Pierre. Berry acquired the ability through a contract from a strange spirit who liked to study various curses during his lifetime.
Seizing the opportunity of Ryan's headache, he allowed the retreating shadow to return and launched a furious attack on the opponent.
In the loud sound, Ryan was slashed back and forth.
…………
While there was movement outside, Lumian turned over and sat up, instinctively said to Aurore next to him:
"There is something wrong!
"Go out and meet Ryan and the others!"
This is a principle that Ryan repeatedly told their siblings:
When attacked, try to get closer to each other, a team that works together is far better than five people fighting alone!
"Okay!" Aurore left the bed and ran to the door as she reached for the hidden pocket of her long skirt.
Lumian had just approached the open door when he suddenly saw a person.
It was the priest Michelle Michel of the Replica Church wearing a white gold-inlaid silk robe. Garigu.
The delicate curly-haired young man's eyes were extremely empty, and he smiled at Lumian:
"Do you want to pray?"
With a pop, Lumian pulled out his axe with his backhand and slashed at Michele's neck.
Michele's head tilted suddenly, but not much blood came out.
He squinted at Lumian and asked with a bright smile as if nothing had happened:
"Do you want to pray?"
Lumian was about to pick up the axe and cut again, breaking the guy's neck when he suddenly had a strong premonition of danger.
Relying on the terrifying flexibility of the "dancer", he turned his body sharply and slashed the axe behind his back.
The next second, his gaze froze.
He saw Aurora.
Aurore's light blue eyes became extremely empty at some point, and she was throwing the powder from some kind of tree in her hand at Lumian.
Looking at his sister's familiar face, Lumian's axe became slower and slower until it stopped.
He even forgot to dodge.
A crackling sound erupted, and a silvery-white bolt of lightning fell on Lumian's head.
He fainted.
His vision was dark.
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(End of this chapter)