Chapter 332: Pale Giant Hand
The mont the array was activated, Yulan-Bloodred snapped out of the influence of the [Fragnt of the Law of Beauty].
「Is this the reason you were stalling for ti?」
Watching Anthony-Rook erge from the blue-white flas, the expression on Yulan-Bloodred’s face didn’t change much—only the smile at the corner of his lips faded slightly.
「Roar—」
In response to Yulan-Bloodred’s question, Anthony-Rook had no intention of answering. Accompanied by a dragon’s roar,
a massive skeletal dragon, its eyes burning with the Soul Fire, burst out of the void and lunged viciously toward Yulan-Bloodred.
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「Do you think your attack can actually hit ?」
Faced with the bone dragon’s assault, Yulan-Bloodred remained completely unfazed. He imdiately summoned a Shadow Rift, preparing to retreat—
「Puh!」
Blood sprayed as muscles tore.
Just as Yulan-Bloodred was about to summon the Shadow Rift, he realized that no matter how he channeled Shadow Energy,
he could not open the rift at all.
In the final mont, faced with the bone dragon’s imminent bite, Yulan-Bloodred had no choice but to abandon one arm. Taking advantage of the instant the dragon bit it off, he fled like a trapped fox.
「So your purpose in stalling was to set up a seal———looks like I underestimated you.」
Even with one arm severed, Yulan-Bloodred’s expression remained unbothered. Moreover, when he looked at Janna, there was an indescribable heat in his gaze—
「But I am very curious—how did you know about my presence in advance? Just because of a single curse?」
Faced with Yulan-Bloodred’s relentless questioning, Janna, who stood behind Anthony-Rook, remained silent.
Her only response, apart from the bone dragon’s increasingly fierce attacks, was the growing number of Undead Creatures surrounding Yulan-Bloodred.
「This is rely a Blood Thrall projection. His true body isn’t here.」
Watching Yulan-Bloodred being completely surrounded by the Undead Army, Anthony-Rook spoke in a tone devoid of emotion, transmitting his voice to Janna.
「A projection, as expected—」
Upon Anthony-Rook’s confirmation, Janna nodded gravely.
Within the Magic Tower Barrier, Shadow Creatures stronger than official witches weren’t permitted to enter. Yet Yulan-Bloodred, who claid to be a Bloodborn Count, had managed to appear in the Misty Forest—this alone explained a great deal. It also supported Janna’s original suspicion.
Unfortunately, Anthony-Rook’s initial plan had been to use this opportunity to either capture or destroy the enemy’s body and seize the Soul Fire.
But if the vampire who had descended upon the Misty Forest was only a Blood Thrall projection without a soul, then capturing him would serve no purpose.
「Kah—」
Just as Yulan-Bloodred was about to be torn apart by the Undead Creatures, suddenly, the seal shattered, and a narrow Spatial Rift appeared overhead without warning.
「Damn it! Get out of here!」
The mont he saw the Spatial Rift, Anthony-Rook’s expression changed drastically.
Hearing his voice transmission, Janna didn’t hesitate. She imdiately pulled out a pre-prepared Teleportation Scroll from her Thorn Bracelet to make her escape.
「What’s going on?」
When the Teleportation Scroll in her hand showed no reaction, Janna’s first thought was that so force had frozen the space.
Realizing this, she promptly cast [Transfiguration], rapidly flapping the butterfly wings on her back, and flew away at the fastest speed of her life.
「Boom—」
The ground shook, trees collapsed. Having just flown out of the sealing array, Janna instinctively turned her head upon hearing a trendous crash behind her.
「That’s—」
A pale giant hand slowly descended from the void. The once-mighty bone dragon was no more than a powerless chick under that imnse hand—crushed in an instant.
「It’s the hand I saw in the dream!」
Because it had been just a fleeting glimpse, when peering into the battle of high-dinsional beings, Janna only felt a sharp pain in her soul, with no major physical effects. Still, she dared not look again and quickly turned away.
「Don’t tell —that hand belongs to the Bloodred Archduke?」
Struggling to stay calm, Janna flew several kiloters before landing beside a tall tree.
「Wanderer traversing billions of Planes, friendly entity of the Spirit Realm I can call upon, I summon you in the na of Janna Roland—Godwalker Hers!」
A cold wind howled. Accompanied by a flash of deep violet light, the Godwalker Hers, wearing a top hat and dressed in a black tailcoat, appeared before Janna.
「Mr. Hers, please deliver these letters to these three witches for .」
As she spoke, three leaves marked with her Spirit Power and three Silver Surrel coins were tucked by Janna into Hers’ coat.
「Alright」
Seeing her urgency, the Godwalker Hers quickly stowed the items, turned sharply, and leapt into the void.
「I hope I’m not too late—」
Originally, Janna had intended to trigger a custom sigil from White Coral Academy to alert them directly. However, considering her current situation and fearing it might attract enemies, she chose a safer way to notify the Academy.
After several successful collaborations, Janna had co to trust her mysterious courier’s efficiency. She believed it wouldn’t be long before the witches of White Coral Academy received her distress signal. But—
Looking back at the pitch-black Misty Forest and Anthony-Rook’s silhouette facing the giant hand alone as she departed, Janna felt her heart clench tightly.
「Soone’s there!」
Her [Danger Perception] talent alerted her early, prompting her to instantly shift into Semi-Elental Form.
「I’ve finally found you, my beautiful witch—」
The dreamlike voice that reached her ears made Janna’s heart nearly skip a beat.
Turning around, she saw Yulan-Bloodred standing silently behind her, his body mutilated by countless bites and one arm missing.
「I don’t have ti to play cat and mouse with you anymore...」
Surrounded by undead earlier, Yulan-Bloodred’s current state was utterly miserable. Yet, he still wore a chilling smile on his face.
「Co with .」
「Grow!」
Green light burst swiftly from Janna’s hands. In the blink of an eye, dozens of erald vines, like forest pythons, surged toward Yulan-Bloodred with a desperate ferocity.
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