This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 82 Mother

Has anyone ever been chased by a six-story office building?

The Spirit Messenger is experiencing this feeling now.

The upper three floors are a complete metal body, and the lower three floors are four thick giant legs. The powerful pressure is released between the levers and gears, and the dark frosted metal hardly reflects any light.

As it walked, its heavy steps caused the ground to shake, and the red 'eye' drove the light curtain to sweep across the building, and blood-like light flowed through the gaps in the shadows.

'boom! ! ’

The tail of the whip lashed through the building. Concrete and steel frames collapsed, and this cheap and efficient material flew into the air and smashed into the steel shell of the cordon like fireworks, like a light rain.

The spirit messenger drove while crying, the adrenaline gradually driving away the pain, and fear drove her to flee. Ten six-story monsters were looking at her at this moment, and the night sky on all sides was scarlet, which was the color dyed by the searchlight for her vision.

Like...blood dyed the world red.

The Spirit Messenger shuddered as this thought occurred to him. The image of the strange head embedded in the car window resurfaced, followed by the bloody spray of a severed arm; then, the bloody explosion beneath the tower, the pool of blood within the church, and the few lone survivors he'd casually killed to gain experience...

She once believed that a world without the constraints of law was truly wonderful. Even though the church's requirement to sever ties with the world forced her and her sister to kill their parents, even though life in the church was a world away from the luxurious life she once had, the life of being isolated from the world in the Bone Court and living a free life outside the church made her willing to endure these hardships.

What's more, she is needed in the church.

How happy...the gods needed her.

So she has to go back! Because the gods need her, and her sister needs her!

The Spirit Messenger seemed to have successfully brainwashed herself. She rallied and slammed the accelerator, sprinting out onto the street. Behind her, a prolonged sirens blared, and the diagonal light bands floating in the air unleashed a massive impact. With a resounding bang, most of the various buildings collapsed, sending shattered debris crashing down onto the Spirit Messenger's path.

The dense lights have locked onto her, and at this moment, the danger of the cordon is fully revealed.

Those in front of them gradually picked up speed and soon began to run. The roads and buildings shook and cracked, and the cracks spread in all directions.

A sports car navigating an obstacle-filled environment can never be faster than a six-story building that can create obstacles and disrupt the terrain. Faced with the same obstacle, the former can only slow down and turn, while the latter can crush it in a straight line.

In just a few minutes, the Spirit Courier was nearly crushed by the first police cordon that caught up. Screaming and swerving, she narrowly avoided being crushed, only to be sent flying by the shockwave. The car tumbled several meters before slamming into a newly opened unmanned convenience store. "Alarm, intentional attack!" The mechanically synthesized sound of "Alarm, intentional attack!" sent seven or eight shelves careening off the shelves. It clanged and banged its way forward several meters, finally breaking through the rear wall, and half of the car's front end emerged from the rubble.

The spirit messenger in the driver's seat almost fainted. It took him a long time to slowly raise his head, and his face was covered in blood from the scratch on his head.

Half of her life was saved by the airbag, and the other half was saved by the gray spirit covering her body. The former was the last protection given to her by human light industry, and the latter...

In the hazy gray light, the spirit with a distorted face screamed and howled, and it was obviously much thinner.

[Your health is reduced to 50%. You are protected by [Submerged Ghost Mother], and 5% of the damage received within 50 minutes is transferred.]

[You have received fatal damage. You are protected by [Submerged Ghost Mother]. This death substitution consumes 29 Submerged Ghosts. Current remaining cooldown time: 240 hours.]

[Your current emotions: [Fear], [Pain], [Despair]... The triggering conditions for the active skill [Mind Call: Request Rescue] have been met. The call cannot currently be directed to [Matched Person: Mei Wan] and has automatically been linked to [Submerged Ghost Mother].]

[Submerged Ghost Taming -15%, Current Taming: 62%. Please note, player [Mei Yan]. The system recommends that Soul Shapers maintain their Soul Favorability (Love/Respect/Tame/Cooperation/Awe) above 50%. If it falls below 30%, the consequences will be at your own risk.]

"..."

Mei Yan's mouth drooped under the mask.

She was shaking, she wanted to scream, she tried to climb out of the driver's seat, but the front of the car was flat, and she was trapped inside. The cordon behind was approaching, she could hear the roar getting louder and louder, the front of the car was on fire, the flames jumped so hot, but she only felt cold.

From the bottom of her heart, from her soul, from under the mask on her face, she bit her coldness tightly.

The wind rustled the shadows of the trees, and the clouds obscured the silvery moonlight. She let out a tiny, desperate sound, biting her tongue tightly, too afraid to even look up at the sky. She had once thought that by becoming a member of the Returning Church, she would achieve abundance… by surrendering her heart to God and the doctrine, and by doing things for the church, she could obtain the wonderful life she desired.

But - who could tell her why there would be someone in this world, a powerful person, who would oppose the Return Sect? !

That knight, that glowing knight… what the hell is he after?! How could someone have fighting and killing ingrained into their bones, killing people with such ease that it's like singing and dancing, and even appearing in a game like a goddamn action character?

How could someone in this dark and dangerous new world become such a terrifying person...

...You can still smile like that?!
The smile that was mostly hidden by the sunglasses echoed in her mind. At this moment, Mei Yan realized that as long as she belonged to the Return Sect, even for just one day, that terrifying light would hang above her head.

Therefore, fear is attached to the bones and follows you like a shadow.

The spirit courier broke down in tears like a helpless child, crying heartbreakingly, "Mom!!!!"

——【[Spiritual Call·Request for Rescue] has been delivered.】

[The [Submerged Ghost Matrix] has responded to your call.]

Mei Yan saw a pair of eyes filled with hatred and regret, eyes that looked just like her own.

The owner of those eyes emerged from the dense swarm of spirits and stretched out his arms towards her.

Hugged her.

Then, the gray spirit began to expand, forcefully supporting the steel frame of the vehicle. Amidst the creaking sounds, even the steel gradually twisted and deformed, but the pair of cold, illusory arms were as gentle as ever.

A few seconds later, the car opened up enough for Mei Yan to get in and out. Her limbs went limp, so she gritted her teeth and activated her ability, allowing the spirit to attach itself to her. This gave her even greater strength, and she climbed out. For a moment, she remembered that this was a birthday present from her parents.

Mei Yan scrambled away from it, just as she had escaped from the sharp thorns of the past. She knew that after crossing two mountains, she would find someone from the Return Sect to pick her up, and then she could go home.

She didn't know that on the ruins not far away, there was a figure sitting astride a motorcycle, his eyes following her back.

"……Ugh."

Nie Weiyang shook his head slightly, turned the accelerator, and avoided the blast released by the [Area Seal].

His murderous intent did not diminish.

On the contrary, it is rising.

"Since you are a person with feelings and can call me mother," he sneered, his eyes fixed on the roaring spirits surrounding the submerged ghost mother body - "Why do you do this to others?"

　This chapter has started to be published.

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　　About the mechanism of adding more:

　　Mature authors will add more chapters when conditions permit, so apart from the usual +1 update for the leader (after all, if this is not available, such a crazy rabbit will be caught and eaten cold), there is no other update mechanism (
　　Because I know my character too well. When I want to do a certain job and am in a good state, I can become a nuclear-powered ox and a horse. But if something unexpected becomes a "must-do" I will start to feel uncomfortable, especially if I am not in a good state. As long as things pile up, I will feel extremely uncomfortable... This is also one aspect of this person's illness ()

　　Let it be, there is still a long way to go, no need to rush for changes (?

　　The same goes for the word count for each chapter. I think I should stop at wherever it is appropriate if it is over 2000 words. I don't force the chapter to have an even subscription. The best thing is that I enjoy writing and everyone enjoys reading it.

　　There is still a long storyline after this one.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)