Such a sudden attack was indeed terrifying!
Even the servant, who was highly vigilant during combat, didn’t expect such an attack to appear before him.
Regrettably, although he was caught off guard, the young man still instantly sensed the danger and tried his best to twist his body aside.
The movent was so large that even his glasses almost fell off his face.
Of course, this did not an he was unhard.
After all, Audrey’s attack was too fast.
Previously thrown violently out of the car window by an enemy, the church’s Inspector nun had no intention of settling matters amicably with the enemy.
Just a few breaths earlier, after using Ronald’s black mist to return to the top of the train, she had moved silently to the rear of the car while constantly observing the inside of the carriage.
Until the mont the man was about to retreat and showed his only flaw.
That was when she decisively struck!
With preemptive ambush, a blue arc of light chopped down from the man’s shoulder.
This ti, the enemy’s defensive spell was not activated.
Yet, the direct injury was not very severe, on the part of the man hit directly by the arc light, a tear in his clothes revealed a wound about one centiter.
But one thing was very peculiar.
At the spot of the wound on his shoulder, there was no trace of blood flowing out at all.
Supported by his robust physical condition, Ronald’s enhanced sight barely made out what was happening.
In fact, as the arc light swept over the opponent’s body.
A thin layer of light blue frost instantly condensed over the fresh wound.
At the sa ti, the man’s facial expression began to turn fierce.
— Audrey’s spell was taking effect.
Along the wound created by that strike, a chilling, bone-piercing curse power rapidly spread through the enemy’s body, gradually eroding his vitality and strength.
In the icy night of winter, this was definitely not a comfortable combat experience.
He imdiately tried to dispel the cold curse power with his magic power.
And as expected, the man failed.
Audrey’s curse effect was vexing and was not sothing that could be dispelled or suppressed by distracted manipulation in battle!
"..."
However, even though the dispelling failed, the fellow still did not forget to straighten his sowhat disheveled appearance.
Gritting his teeth and enduring the discomfort in his body, he raised his hand to adjust his nearly fallen pince-nez, leaned against the train carriage wall, and then seed ready to launch his counterattack.
— Audrey had no idea of quietly waiting for the enemy to activate his spell.
As a battle personnel of the church, her strikes were always swift and decisive.
Seeing the enemy in a poor condition, the Inspector nun swung her iron rod, its tip glowing with a blue arc light, directly stabbing toward the man’s heart!
Standing at the other end of the carriage.
Ronald clearly saw the blue arc light at Audrey’s rod tip, flowing and gathering like floating clouds.
The brightness shot up instantly!
The tip of the attack shone brilliantly inside the carriage!
Looking at the enemy’s pale face...
This ti, no one doubted whether Audrey’s attack would be effective.
The blue arc light, still emitting chill in the winter night, was visibly a nacing attack!
With a clang—
With his body disrupted by the bone-chilling cold, the man was completely unable to dodge in ti.
He was almost motionless as the Inspector nun’s attack directly hit his chest.
However, the mont the two made contact, a familiar white light erged from his body and firmly t the tip of the blue arc light.
The nun’s attacking spell and the man’s defensive spell, thus, ca into zero-distance contact once again.
However, the outco this ti was completely different from their first encounter.
The actions of Audrey and the man, along with the previous consecutive sabotage of the carriage, had already left it considerably dilapidated.
So, under the impact of Audrey’s attack, the young man hit the wall of the carriage and was actually forcefully ejected!
The comparison of the intensity of their magic had not yet yielded any results.
In an unexpected way, the man was now detached from the decelerating carriage!
"..."
Even Audrey, who had launched the attack, was sowhat dumbstruck by the scene unfolding before her eyes.
However, the nun did not hesitate for long.
Seeing that the man had left the carriage, she imdiately jumped up and started to flee.
Without a second word, Audrey jumped from the rear of the carriage she had just severed and chased after him.
anwhile, Ronald was not idle either.
Controlling the surrounding fog to firmly drag the carriage and physically decelerate it, he took a few long strides to reach Mil’s front.
This girl, from the beginning of the combat to now, had remained motionless in her seat, and fortunately, the previous attack had not reached her.
After all, this was a ’person’ who had contact with him on Black Mountain.
Ronald was really curious about what state she was in now.
Seizing the opportunity while the train carriage was decelerating, Ronald stepped forward to check.
However, just as he approached the girl, his expression suddenly changed.
This guy...
seed to not be breathing...?
Realizing sothing was amiss, Ronald did not hesitate to reach forward and support her shoulders.
Imdiately following, the ’girl’s’ body slid to the ground along with his movent.
Slumping lifelessly down, Mil collapsed there like a ragdoll that had lost its support.
She lacked the tactile feel of a living being and the coldness of a corpse.
This was far from being human...
In fact, both he and Audrey had been successfully deceived by the other party.
The figure sitting on the train seat was rely a puppet modeled after Mil!
An utter inanimate object!
So, where was the real Mil?
As Ronald was shocked by the discovery before him, a priest from behind him approached.
Seeing the ’girl’ before him, he asked in a sowhat puzzled tone:
"Sir..."
"What’s... what’s going on?"
Without turning his head, Ronald replied in a lowered voice,
"Just as you see, we’ve likely been fooled."
"Although the enemy we ambushed is real, it seems that only one has really boarded this train."
Ronald wasn’t planning to waste any ti.
With a single gesture, the fog swept up the razor the recently deceased priest had dropped on the ground, then he grasped a razor in each hand.
It was still the gap in the carriage that Audrey had just split open.
Ronald also jumped down from there.
But this ti, he didn’t need a helper like Arabella.
The speed of the train carriage was continuously decreasing, and Ronald’s physical strength was no longer that of the ordinary, weak man from before.
Standing on the rails, rely leaning forward slightly, he ran for a few steps and then stabilized his body.
As Ronald stood firm, the sounds of Audrey and the man fighting in the distance also caught his eye.
Holding two razors, he silently pursued them.
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