"Goddess above, I must be crazy to listen to Aiven’s nonsense and execute such a plan!"
Krell tightly held a bottle of pale golden holy water in his palm, seemingly also affected by the "," as he perford a solo dance while quietly approaching a dazzlingly beautiful lady dressed in elegant attire.
"Gulp... If I’m the real one, you must hurry and save !" Anthony swallowed hard, discarding his young master’s prideful disposition, silently praying as he approached a flamboyantly dressed exotic black pearl.
"These two guys are ridiculous. Does the prettiest one likely to be the evil spirit? Just because her skin is a bit fairer, her legs are a bit longer, her waist a bit narrower, her chest... cough, shallow! So shallow!"
Aiven was also in the crowd in the dance hall, targeting an extraordinarily beautiful woman, whose snowy skin, red lips, tall and graceful figure were sowhat similar to Teresa’s style, but compared to her, Teresa was like barnyard fowl to a phoenix, incomparable!
However, to prevent possible "" infection, Aiven only dared to look at the golden high heels she wore, making the process of moving seem especially long...
Facing an unknown background evil spirit of senior knight level was really overwhelming, so Aiven could only distract himself with random thoughts, trying to ease his emotions, not daring to reveal any flaws.
Through analyzing the reconnaissance footage earlier, there were still three targets he couldn’t distinguish. After consulting the governor’s butler, even he didn’t know the origins of these three ladies, only guessing they were brought into the ball by so invited guests.
He could only use the last resort.
Let Delis go to help the City Guard stabilize the battle, at least not letting the "Highly Poisonous Bluebells" escape in a short ti.
The three gentlen had to embody the spirit of sacrifice, one responsible for one target, using the simplest thod: just splash their faces with holy water, whether they’re "monsters and ghosts," they’ll reveal themselves!
As for why not use sea birds instead?
The few of them could still disguise themselves in the crowd, after all, during this ti there were a few who didn’t listen to persuasion and jumped into the dance hall, but if three sea birds flew in with holy water bottles, it would be too conspicuous.
No one dared to guarantee what reaction the evil spirit might have by then!
The people on the dance floor were dancing faster and faster, even those older and weaker had no intention of stopping despite being out of breath, the situation was urgent.
"Three, two, one, throw!"
The three had already approached their respective targets, all in position, tearing open the bottle caps and throwing the bottles in their hands simultaneously according to the pre-agreed signal.
Glass bottles filled with holy water flew toward their designated targets in a straight trajectory, already close enough that they couldn’t miss.
Pop —
Pop —
After two crisp sounds, the jewel-adorned noblewoman and the exotic black pearl remained unresponsive, indulging in the rhythm of the dance despite the wet spots on their heads and bruised foreheads.
anwhile, on Aiven’s side, that exceptionally beautiful woman suddenly moved her feet, deftly avoiding with a spinning dance step.
Aiven’s heart skipped a beat.
"Damn, it’s really the prettiest one?!"
The sudden attack also exposed Aiven himself, and the "exceptionally beautiful woman" had already glided elegantly in front of Aiven with a gust of fragrance, extending a delicate hand to take Aiven’s.
"Hiss—"
In the instant of skin contact, there was no allure whatsoever; rather, it felt like being bitten by a venomous snake. Aiven imdiately withdrew his hand, not forgetting that the "Killing Ghost" had to follow certain predetermined rules to kill.
Perhaps she couldn’t directly harm him, but if he started dancing by holding her hand, who knew what would happen.
Having finally discovered the identity of the "White-Faced Dancer," Aiven was further convinced of one thing! Although he had only faced three "Killing Ghosts," he studied the daily compiled intelligence in detail.
It seed the weakest "Hamr Following Mad Demon" and the strongest "White-Faced Dancer" could only kill entirely within pre-set rules, unable to even communicate basically. Conversely, other "Killing Ghosts" could talk and laugh, behaving entirely like normal people.
Upon further inquiry, their essence was all crippled evil spirits. To such bizarre existences, even the entire human world’s understanding was insufficiently thorough and couldn’t be explained by common sense.
Precisely utilizing this trait to initiate an attack first, yes, provided he could withstand the inevitable counterattack afterwards...
Bracing himself, Aiven had unleashed his strongest Secret Technique!
[Sword Style: Jumping Wave!]
In the fierce wind, Aiven’s silhouette flickered like skipping fras, forming three figures, surrounding the "White-Faced Dancer" solo.
Clang —
The longsword unsheathed, its blade, having been specially soaked in holy water, transford into lightning, slashing at the evil spirit within reach.
In an instant, three strikes.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
"What?" Aiven hadn’t expected at all that the contact between his longsword and her forearm, neck, and slender waist would have the feeling of iron.
Even the blade soaked in high-concentration No. 3 holy water rely left a black scar on her fair skin before rebounding instantly.
Na: White-Faced Dancer
Gender: Female?
Identity: Evil Spirit
Tier: Extraordinary Tier 2
Attributes: Constitution 4.2
Strength 3.9
Agility 4.0
Spirit>0.6
Skills: Killing/Unknown
(The ability of "Data Visualization" isn’t godlike; this data list combines Aiven’s knowledge and reconnaissance data to present it.)
A series of data quickly flashed through his mind’s eye, almost fully crossing into the peak extraordinary level, definitely not sothing his small fra could withstand.
His current attributes were only: Constitution 2.0, Strength 1.8, Agility 2.1, Spirit 0.43, a data set once again completely crushed by the opponent! Huh, why did I say "again"?
More importantly, as an evil spirit, this guy had far more than just physical attributes.
"So hard! Is this guy an Iron Golem?!"
Aiven stepped lightly; as soon as one strike failed, he imdiately withdrew, employing guerrilla tactics to find an opportunity, also waiting for his companion’s support to arrive.
As expected, Aiven’s initiative attack seed to flip so switch, as the evil spirit previously absorbed in dance like the other guests finally had actions beyond re avoidance.
Still wearing that enigmatic smile, she stepped forward, her fair dainty fists turning into two heavy hamrs, whirling towards Aiven’s head.
Boom —
Under the imnse strength, even the air was pressed, making an unbearable explosion.
However, Aiven, who took the direct attack, was not surprised but delighted, because the operation of the "" was temporarily broken!
Though Aiven didn’t know the exact principle, to cause infection, the evil spirit had to at least be in a dancing state to let "imitation" occur successfully!
At least during battle, he no longer needed to worry about inexplicably being caught off guard...
At this mont, Anthony and Krell, who had completed their respective tasks, had already arrived to support.
Swish —
A tal disc was first thrown over by Anthony.
Click!
Though the disc was easily dodged by the evil spirit, it emitted a faint sound the mont it landed behind her.
In the next mont, six thick blue electric lights burst from the disc, like a web instantly closing, enveloping the unprepared evil spirit within.
Zap zap...!
The essence of the evil spirit clashing violently with the positively charged electric light, sizzling like roasting at, billowed a thick cloud of black smoke.
Screech —
No longer retaining any feminine charm, endless black evil energy erupted from it, struggling to escape the electric light’s restraint, yet remained tightly locked!
[Alchemy Tool: Electric Light Shackles!]
Anthony, having long prepared for hunting "Killing Ghosts," was not prepared without targeted witchcraft tools. With his wealth, plus his wizard status from the "Alchemy Tools and Enchantnt Engineering Branch," as long as it was sold on the market, he wasn’t worried about acquiring good items.
Not to ntion, the New Inn Port’s "Violet Eye" division was most adept in alchemy!
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