Night World Players

Chapter 3: Commit Suicide (No Mercy)
"Shadow Sequence."

Hiltina bit her lip.

The silver light gathered at her waist, and in an instant, the light gathered and formed into a silver sword with a crystal-like transparent texture.

When she held the rapier in her hand, the hilt gave Hiltina a reliable touch, but she felt quite heavy.

She thought that her exploration of the night world was completely secretive, but she didn't expect to be followed in secret.

Moreover, the opponent took advantage of the asymmetry in intelligence and launched a sneak attack, using the spirit of words to transform Last into a puppet who would obey their orders and be ready to sacrifice his life at any time.

Even though reason told Hiltina that Rast was just a projection of the night world, the conversation between the two just now made Hiltina pay much attention to what the boy said about the cycle.

"What's wrong, Miss Hiltina? Are you reluctant to part with this projection you found in the night world?"

"It's okay. As long as you take the initiative to remove your emblem, I will let him go... I can even rewrite his memory and brainwash him into a slave who obeys you in everything."

The charming laughter of the masked woman came from a distance, but it made Hiltina feel even more depressed.

There is no doubt that the opponent's power comes from the long stage of the "Shadow" sequence, and judging from his performance, he should have reached the third level.

In the Shadow Sequence, the most basic "Whisperer" can only guide and hint with words, but like just now, only the third-level "Dancer" can simply and crudely complete mental control with just one sentence in a hostile state.

Xiltina took a deep breath, and the distracting thoughts and ripples in her heart subsided in an instant.

The opponent was obviously well prepared to target her. The dancer's ability to bewitch her was such that even Hiltina herself could be easily fooled if she lost her mind.

"Tsk, what a boring little girl."

After realizing that Hiltina ignored her, the masked woman shook her head in boredom.

She still stared at Hiltina, without even looking at Last, but just stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.

"Kill yourself."

Of course, the masked woman didn't think she could really threaten Hiltina to surrender with just a projection of the night world, even though this native of the night world was indeed very good-looking.

But as long as Hiltina is mentally shaken in the slightest because of the suicide of this projection native, her goal will be achieved.

The other side.

As the order was given, Last's finger also pulled the trigger of the pistol.

But maybe it's just an illusion.

The moment you pull the trigger.

From the corner of her eye, Hiltina saw that Rast had been completely hypnotized by the dancer's ability and was like a puppet.

Under the lowered face, there was clearly a hint of madness.

……

The next moment.

Click.

Trigger pulled.

The hammer was released, the cylinder rotated, and a white light flashed from the muzzle.

However, what followed was not the horrific image of white and red splashing and blood and flesh that Hiltina had imagined.

The silver revolver did not fire any bullet.

However, as the trigger was pulled, Last's temple seemed to be pierced by something.

An ice-blue light suddenly lit up in his eyes.

boom--

Behind Last, a blurry shadow suddenly materialized, covering the sky outside the window.

It was a tall tower standing on an isolated island, surrounded by a vast ocean with heavy rain and surging waves.

In the background, there is a shadowy figure wearing a dark raincoat.

He stood beside the cliff of the isolated island, with a tall tower blurred in the wind, rain and huge waves behind him, and a lantern-like oil lamp in his right hand. The face of the shadow was hidden in the hood of the raincoat, making it difficult to see clearly, but the lantern in his hand was becoming brighter and brighter.

No matter how strong the wind and rain are, the flickering flame in the lantern remains as bright as before and never wavers.

The masked woman's voice came from a distance.

It was no longer the charming laughter from before, but a scream of pain and agony.

The light of the lantern was not only reflected on the sky, but also directly into the depths of the masked woman's soul.

Click.

A broken sound sounded.

A crack suddenly appeared on the black iron mask.

Correspondingly, the charming pink color in the woman's eyes was shattered in an instant.

Her eyes were dull and she screamed in pain, while bright red blood flowed from her facial features along the black iron mask.

The ability to directly manipulate the minds of others is certainly strange and powerful, but once it backfires, it also means severe damage to the soul.

The shadow behind Last did not appear for long and disappeared in a flash.

However, the masked woman's scream of pain, which had weakened slightly, suddenly stopped.

The silver-white thorn flashed in the air and disappeared.

There was no scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

But when the flickering light of the rapier disappeared, the hideous and distorted face of the masked woman had completely solidified and was no longer bloody.

There was a hideous hole pierced in her heart.

Followed by.

boom--

The lifeless body collapsed to the ground.

With a slight movement of her wrist, Hiltina's rapier gracefully returned to its scabbard.

Under normal circumstances, her battle with enemies of the same level in the Shadow Sequence would be extremely dangerous. If there was even the slightest flaw in her mind, she would be caught by the opponent, and her spirit would be slowly eaten away by the opponent's words and hints, turning her into a puppet to be slaughtered at will.

But on the other hand, when the opponent suffers such severe mental backlash due to carelessness and misjudgment, the outcome of the battle is already doomed.

Logically speaking, investigating the body of the dancer who secretly followed her into the night world and confirming her true identity and origins should have been Hiltina's top priority at this time.

But at this moment, she cared more about the instigator who reversed this dangerous battle situation than the dead enemy.

Hiltina turned her head and stared into Last's eyes.

Those eyes seemed clear and pure at first glance, but upon closer inspection they were like two dark pools that swallowed up all the light, leaving only the deepest darkness.

"The "Tower" sequence?"

"Are you a Night Traveler too?"

……

Not far away, Rast was also looking at the rapier girl in front of him with a serious face.

After a moment, he put away the silver-white gun in his hand and shrugged: "To be honest, I don't really understand what you are saying."

"But if you say it is, then it probably is."

"Compared to these——"

Last looked at the body lying on the ground not far away, already cold and stiff.

"I am more concerned about the 'night world' you mentioned before, as well as the so-called 'historical projection' and 'indigenous people'..."

"What exactly does that mean?"

(End of this chapter)