Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 951 The Unexpected Monster
Edward explained nonchalantly, "If I said a nuclear bomb that would detonate in thirty seconds appeared in New York, people would definitely be very anxious. But if I said New York is in the sun right now, then a nuclear bomb is nothing."

Flandre thought for a moment, then picked up the binoculars again, thinking what a wonderful metaphor it was.

The battle by the lake began, and the vampires reacted strangely, scattering like bees that had just broken their hive, and then charging towards Sprite and Castanin in unison.

The scene was initially chaotic, followed by a fierce melee. The vampires weren't attacking Sprite at all; they were attacking each other indiscriminately, targeting anyone around them.

Some people attacked Sprite, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, or an egg striking a rock; they were quickly torn into pieces like a sliced ​​fruit.

The battle was short but spectacular. At first glance, it seemed like only a few seconds had passed and many people had been killed or mutilated.

But only by slowing down the battle can one see how wondrous the power was used in this brief engagement.

Speed ​​and physical transformation are negligible compared to the sheer number of weapons and inexplicable sealed objects that appeared on the scene without warning.

Flames, lightning, fog...

The vampires frequently swapped positions, triggering a large number of spatial abilities. The lake surface melted and then froze, momentarily taking on the form of beasts as if it had come to life, only to be shredded in the blink of an eye.

Death, dissipation of curse power.

They went berserk and became even more erratic, launching indiscriminate attacks.

From Flandre and Edward's location, there was a straight-line distance of about six kilometers from the frozen lake, but even at such a distance, a nauseating magical energy was already wafting over, and those of level three or higher could taste extremely rich and complex emotions from it.

Desires that are hard to define are mixed together, making it impossible to simply judge whether they are crude or refined... Thoughts are being infected.

This is something that all superhumans above level three fear. Even superhumans with the narrowest adaptability to curse power will feel their rationality being subtly shifted when they are in such a graveyard of curse power.

The precise weights on the scales are rusting; even the slightest change will affect any future assessment and decision. A single error in a choice will eventually accumulate into irreversible consequences. If the steering wheel deviates by 1 degree, the final result will be heading into an abyss of madness.

Flandre felt a little nauseous, yet also a little fascinated, for reasons she couldn't quite put her finger on. Perhaps one of the dead shared her interests?

She heard Edward saying something beside her, but she just listened, letting it go in one ear and out the other.

“Some of them were very clever and came up with this idea: since no one could swing their swords at Sprite, they would swing them at their own comrades, turning everything into a chaotic illusion… but they actually dared to all rush in.”

In just thirty seconds, almost all the vampires who rushed forward died, their deaths exceeding their numbers, as some of the fallen corpses rose again.

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"We've arrived," Xia Shou said, looking towards the lower levels that they hadn't yet reached.

The foul curse power has already drifted up from the bottom, and the restlessness from the bottom is also gradually being transmitted upwards. Judging from the reactions of other residents on the street, one can infer what exactly happened at the very bottom of this city.

“If this cursed power were in the mortal world, I would have run away by now,” Shiana said with lingering fear. “For superhumans who cannot control the absorption of cursed power, this kind of cursed power is equivalent to an ordinary person approaching a nuclear radiation source beyond their tolerance limit.” “Let’s go down directly.” Xia Shou leaped off the bridge, using [Even in Emptiness There Is a Place to Land], stepping on the air and moving through the void, quickly heading towards the bottom.

Seeing this, Jiang Wengao braced himself against the bridge railing with one hand, then flipped over and jumped down, letting his body fall freely under the influence of gravity.

Su Weiyu followed, and together with Shangguan Yan, they jumped off the bridge one after the other.

The complex urban landscape of Twilight City, with its numerous footholds, was no different from walking quickly on flat ground for martial arts masters like them. They could move rapidly across protruding points of buildings simply by using the Instant Step technique.

A few seconds later, only Charles and Sheena remained on the bridge.

“Aren’t you going to follow them?” Charles glanced at Cianna.

“I’ll pass, but Mr. Charles, aren’t you going to find a seat?” Ciana retorted.

Charles smiled and said, "I don't have that kind of skill, and going down too early would make me vulnerable to being caught in the crossfire. Let's find a safe place to settle down first, and then look for an opportunity."

A large number of magnificent and exquisite buildings swept past Xia Shou. The complex terrain made Xia Shou feel as if he had returned to the chaotic and intricate magical space of the Blood Demon House. His body transformed into a group of bats made of shadows, chirping as they flew down to the bottom. In the wind, the chaotic desires became more and more turbid and intense.

A bloody wind, carrying a chilling wail, swept past the church steeple, through the gaps in the bell tower, and then past Xia Shou's ear. The howl, neither beast nor human, devoid of reason yet still retaining some humanity, was like an electric shock to the heart, sending shivers down one's spine.

This tremor wasn't fear, but an indescribable excitement. The thought of hunting down the anthropomorphic non-human monster filled Xia Shou with excitement.

Xia Shou didn't know where this excitement came from, nor why he was excited. If this illogical desire didn't belong to him, then it belonged to the spine on his back.

The monster's screams grew louder and louder. Below Xia Shou, who was flying rapidly through the air, were screaming crowds fleeing, as well as vampires who had gone mad from the curse.

Even outside of the battlefield, the sanity affected by the dissipation of cursed power still caused secondary killings in unrelated places. The crazed vampires were killed by their companions or blood hunters hidden among the crowd. Their own desires spread with death, and even the sanity of ordinary people became hazy.

The power of the curse dissipated... like a plague.

It's fortunate that this didn't happen in the real world, otherwise this city would be finished.

Not to mention that there won't be many normal people left in the city, even if things eventually settle down, this city will no longer be habitable for a short period of time, just like land in the world that has been bombed by nuclear bombs.

Finally, Xia Shou reached the bottom of Twilight City, where he was cast like a shadow atop the spire of a church dedicated to Rosa, beyond which lay a vast frozen lake.

The frozen lake surface was now being pounded and bulged in all directions, with huge ice blocks, hundreds of meters in diameter, rising and falling like mountains, while a huge monster was moving frantically on the broken glacier.

A gust of fire and wind howled around him, and Jiang Wengao transformed and landed beside Xia Shou. When the huge anomaly came into view, his face showed undisguised shock and astonishment.

"What is that?" Jiang Wengao exclaimed in surprise.

(End of this chapter)