Please destroy the main timeline.

Chapter 18 Ambush
It was clear that Elise and Alice were both shocked. They stepped back, keeping a certain distance from the cross, and their eyes revealed caution and a hint of fear.

Elise asked, "Where did you get this?"

“It was taken from Mary,” Mo Yu answered honestly. “This thing can protect the wearer; I used it to sneak up on her when she wasn’t paying attention.”

Elise warned, "Don't talk nonsense." She gestured to Alice with her eyes.

Mo Yu waved his hand and said, "Young Miss, she is not human, she is a spirit rabbit."

Elise's pupils trembled.

Alice looked nervous, but her gaze was fixed on Elise.

Mo Yu noticed this detail.

This reaction is subtle.

Her disguise had been exposed, and she should have been looking at herself, but instead she was looking at Elise, clearly concerned about Elise's reaction.

Mo Yu immediately added, "Moreover, she always knew your identity but never revealed it to you."

He just made that up.

He was just bluffing the two of them.

Iris looked terrible. Mo Yu's performance was enough to prove his ability, and his words carried a lot of weight. She looked at Iris with a questioning gaze.

Alice looked bewildered and said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Mo Yu chuckled and picked up the cross, saying, "Come on, I'll make you understand instantly." After saying that, he walked around the table and tried to get closer to Alice.

"Don't come here!"

Alice was instantly deflated.

She knew very well that touching the cross would expose her; her identity couldn't be hidden. At the same time, she also believed in Mo Yu's abilities; he could see other people's secrets.

Alice looked at Elise and said seriously:
"I did hide some things, and I do know some things, but, baby, my love for you is real!"

Elise looked dazed.

Things happened too fast for her to accept.

Her best friend isn't human; she's been lurking around her all along, lusting after her body.

The atmosphere at the scene became strangely awkward.

Mo Yu coughed, steer the conversation back on track, and said, "What is this cross? Tell me, there's nothing to worry about. I'll leave after you've told me, and you two can have a good talk. Don't worry, Miss, this spirit rabbit truly loves you. It's better for you two to make your relationship clear, isn't it?"

Alice's gaze toward Mo Yu became more friendly.

Elise was somewhat evasive; she couldn't accept this reality in a short time. After Mo Yu asked her a question, she subconsciously replied that she wanted to find a place to escape.

"This is a sacred artifact of the Ancient Holy Church, the 'Repentance,' specifically used to suppress evil spirits. It is the nemesis of all evil. It is in a damaged state; it was destroyed in the Twilight Battle and subsequently lost."

How do I use it?

"It requires magic to activate."

"Does that mean you can't touch it?"

"Yes, it will burn you."

This is a magical artifact exclusive to witchers; ordinary people cannot use it.

"Oh, what a pity. I'll head back now. You guys keep chatting."

After confirming the information about the cross, he saw no need to linger. He put away the box and left, hiding behind a corner to eavesdrop.

Elise spoke first, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well, I'll go back now."

“Baby…” Alice hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

Escape?
That way we won't see the results.

Mo Yu felt deeply sorry.

rewind.

Back in the locker room.

Mo Yu viewed the panel.

The mission to kill Alice is still there, but the description has changed. Alice is wary of him, not hateful.

Mo Yu also confirmed one thing.

Ability points can only be obtained from legendary units, which is very difficult.

Next, it's hunting time.

He planned to ambush Elise's subordinates after obtaining the Confession. Although he lacked magic and couldn't wield the artifact, he could use the cross as a tiger's claw.

……

2 PM. Under a clear blue sky and scorching sun, a white van sped along a highway on the outskirts of Black City, followed by two cars that appeared and disappeared in the distance.

There were no other cars on the road; it was a very remote old road. On both sides were barren wastelands, with only some drought-resistant plants growing there.

The atmosphere inside the van was heavy.

Number 12 sat in the passenger seat, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, occasionally glancing at his phone and sending messages.

A vampire behind them said, "Master Number 12, she's awake."

Number 12 replied: "Give her a warning."

Mary regained consciousness and tried to struggle, but her hands and feet were controlled, her mouth was gagged, and she was covered with a hood, making it impossible for her to move. After being threatened by the vampire, she became obedient.

The car returned to quiet.

Rumble…

Suddenly, an explosion was heard.

Number 12 was startled and looked in the rearview mirror. He saw that two cars behind him had been blown up and turned into fireballs that shot off into the road. His comrades, who were responsible for providing cover, were in those cars.

Number 12 rolled down the window, peered out, and then yelled angrily, "Damn it! Someone's attacking! Step on the gas! Don't stop..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the driver scream in terror.

"careful!"

A white police car came speeding towards the van at over 200 km/h and struck the front door precisely.

The van's front end disintegrated under the terrifying impact, and the body spun and rolled, flying dozens of meters before coming to a forced stop.

On the 12th, he performed a trapeze act, crashing headfirst into a metal billboard with a loud bang before tumbling to the ground. He groaned in pain, writhing on the ground, his completely contorted body visibly recovering.

Knight-level vampires are incredibly powerful.

If it were nighttime, an impact of this magnitude would only cause them minor injuries, but it was 2 PM, the sun was scorching, and it was the time of day when vampires were at their weakest, which is why they were seriously injured.

His whole body was twisted, and his bones were shattered.

Although he was seriously injured, vampires can recover quickly by expending some of their life force. At night, he can recover 70% in just a dozen breaths, but sitting in the sunlight greatly reduces the healing rate.

Sunlight is poison to vampires.

Number 12 shakily got up and looked at the van.

The van was on fire, and the vampires inside escaped, carrying Mary out with them.

The point of impact was at the front of the car.

The elite vampires inside the car were not seriously injured; they used their bodies as cushions to protect Mary.

For elite vampires, the greatest threat at this moment is the sun in the sky. With their sun-protective leather jackets torn, they need to find a shady place.

Number 12 breathed a sigh of relief upon confirming that Mary was alive.

Mary cannot die here.

This bait must die at the hands of the other two vampire families.

Da da da……

A barrage of gunfire erupted.

Number 12 was shot in the back.

Most of the bullets bounced off his skin, with only a few penetrating his body. He turned around angrily and saw a man wearing a helmet and leather jacket dozens of meters away, holding a rifle and firing in a half-crouching position.

Number 12's injuries had not yet healed. He protected his chest with both hands, waiting for his body to recover. The enemy's continuous shooting attracted most of his attention.

"look here."

A sudden sound came from the side.

Number 12 turned around in surprise and saw another person wearing a helmet standing next to him, a fist rapidly enlarging.

There is a cross on the front of the fist.

boom!
This punch was incredibly heavy.

The force of the punches produced sonic booms.

Number 12 spun and flew out, crashing into the billboard again. He rolled to the ground, letting out a heart-wrenching scream, clutching his slapped cheek and rolling around on the ground.

He has a cross mark on his face.

My head felt like it had been doused with gasoline and started to burn; even in the glaring sunlight, I could see orange flames.

A dark figure swooped down from the sky; it was Number 9, who had come to provide support. His car had been blown into the air by a grenade, and after he escaped, he discovered that his van had also been attacked.

Without hesitation, Number 9 immediately revealed his true form, spread his wings and flew to provide support. He let out a shriek and flapped his wings as he rushed straight at the helmeted man.

(End of this chapter)