Erii: A Journey Through the Heavens Begins with Frilian

Chapter 68 I Still Have to Kill You (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Did you see that?" Morgan said quietly.

"Yes," Victor replied.

The two stood on a higher floor, taking in the chaos below.

They witnessed it earlier than Mark and his group, who had to travel all the way there.

"Does it look like it?" Morgan's voice was a little hoarse.

"Similar." Victor remained as taciturn as ever.

"She must be that woman's companion, otherwise how could she possess such superhuman strength?" Morgan's voice was hoarse, and his pupils trembled involuntarily.

"Hmm," Victor's mind also conjured up Bai Yuekui's image, "the authenticity of her amnesia is questionable."

"In any case, this is an opportunity to use her to obtain more information about Bai Yuekui," Morgan said.

"So what do you plan to do?" Victor asked, bowing.

"The Hunters are on a mission tomorrow. The continuation of the Lighthouse and humanity is the most important thing. Let them atone for their sins," Morgan pondered for a moment. "Actually, it's not entirely the Hunters' fault. It was the Light and Shadow Society that started the trouble. Let's blame both sides. After all, someone from the Light and Shadow Society died. Charles will probably hold a grudge."

Mark quickly went to Zaibing and Erii's side and asked in a low voice, "Are you both alright?"

Ran Bing shook her head. "Thanks to Erii, she saved my life again."

"Tsk, it would have been better if you guys had come later. We weren't done playing yet!" Mo Cheng rubbed his hands together and laughed. Jeff, Xuefeng, and the others all revealed ferocious smiles, which made the deacons, who looked like stray dogs, tremble with fear.

"Take her to get treatment immediately!" Charles glanced at the Lightbearer, whose appearance was too painful to look at, and his heart clenched.

"S-Sama, sir~"

Whether it was the depth of her love or the effectiveness of the emergency medication, the Lightbringer, whose life was temporarily sustained like a candle flickering in the wind, groaned with tears in her eyes.

She tried to turn her head away, not wanting Charles to see her ugly and disheveled appearance.

Erii nodded secretly; the Lightbringer looked more pleasing to the eye when he was pitiful.

"Mark! Look at the bastards you've raised!" Charles demanded angrily.

Mark, who already knew the whole story, was equally furious. "Before questioning others, ask yourself first!"

He squatted down in front of 9033, rubbed her still swollen hands, and gestured for Ran Bing to take her to apply medicine.

Why not go to the medical department?

Because ordinary people are not eligible for proper medical care.

Faced with this situation, Jingnan didn't know what to say. This was the first time the Lighthouse had been in such internal strife. If the city defense forces had arrived any later, perhaps even more people would have died.

Just as everyone was at a stalemate, Victor appeared alone.

Upon seeing this old friend and personal messenger of the city lord, Mark and Charles both fell silent, waiting for the city lord's orders.

"All Hunters will be on a mission tomorrow. One-third of their contribution points will be deducted as punishment. We will not tolerate any further impulsive riots," Victor continued. "The Light and Shadow Society has been lax in its oversight, allowing powerful senior members to abuse their power and incite internal strife. We will revoke some of our oversight authority. Whether it will be returned will depend on their future performance."

Before Charles could glare and speak, Victor turned and left, not giving them a chance to argue.

Charles's gaze was gloomy and his face was somber, but the moment he turned to Erii, his expression changed to a warm and sunny smile. "Respected Miss Erii, my subordinate offended you. It was my fault for neglecting to discipline him. But the protection of the Lord of Light and Shadow will still shine upon all of us. Only under the guidance of the Light and Shadow Society can we find the spark of hope. Please do not hold any grudges."

Erii stared at Charles for a few seconds and admitted that he was an exceptionally outstanding man in terms of temperament, demeanor, and appearance. No wonder he was the leader of a cult.

But she had no interest whatsoever. No matter how handsome Charles was, he couldn't compare to MetalGreymon's evolution, much less to that green-haired guy with the three swords.

So she turned and left without looking back.

Charles grew anxious, but still maintained his elegance and composure, saying, "Miss Erii, I personally invite you to dinner. I will serve you the finest steaks from the Lighthouse and rare red wines from the Old World—"

Before he could finish speaking, Erii disappeared around the corner, leaving him standing there bewildered in the wind.

"Hehe~ You're just being presumptuous." Mo Cheng didn't even look at Charles, but whispered to Fei Xue.

"Master, Miss Erii has absolutely no interest in your steak and wine. You should go back and enjoy it alone." Jeff smiled before leaving.

As a result, each departing hunter made a few sarcastic remarks, seemingly casually.

Even though Charles was cunning and shrewd, he looked quite ugly after a few words. His face turned pale and then red. If it weren't for the city guards standing behind him, he would have picked up the Lightbringer's pistol and shot all the bastards to death.

A few minutes later.

Charles pushed open the door to the advanced medical room inside the Light and Shadow Society.

On the other side of the glass curtain wall, several top surgeons were trying to save the Lightbearer, who was completely unconscious and whose vitality was comparable to that of an old moth.

"Master Huishou."

Inside, a man and a woman bow to each other.

The woman was Fanlu, her pretty face covered in frost. "Chief, are we really not considering getting rid of Erii?"

The man's name was Sharif, nicknamed Big Dog. His burly physique was strikingly similar to that of the cremated Darion. Like Darion, he was a high-ranking and powerful priest.

He clenched his fists. "Head of the Society, Darion also died at her hands. I can't swallow this insult. It damages the reputation of the entire Light and Shadow Society."

Charles did not answer, but brought up another topic, "The Wasteland Hunters are going to the surface to collect supplies tomorrow. Sharif, you will lead the most elite warriors of the Law Institute down with you. The first-hand information about the survivors on the surface cannot be monopolized by the Wasteland Hunters. On the surface, you will cooperate and supervise the battle, but in reality, you will investigate and collect intelligence on the survivors."

"Is that woman going down too?" Sharif asked.

"How would I know?" Charles scoffed. "We can't touch her without my permission. This woman's identity is mysterious; she's our only clue to understanding the survivors on the surface."

The next day.

Before dawn, all members of the Hunters got up early to pack up their weapons and equipment, count their ammunition, and check their vehicles and equipment.

"Is everyone here?" Jeff clapped his hands. "Listen up, this mission is extremely important. You all better behave yourselves and don't mess things up, or don't blame me if you lose your lives!"

Opposite him, a group of Dust People who had signed up for the operation responded in unison.

"Start taking attendance, register properly, and collect your contribution points when you get back — 4068 —" Jeff shouted.

"Here!" A young man with a buzz cut excitedly raised his hand. His handsome features exuded a rebellious spirit, and his unruly nature almost overflowed from his eyes.

Ten minutes later.

The convoy was fully prepared and began driving towards the outer ring of the lighthouse.

"Where did Erii go?" Ran Bing looked around. "She was just in the car a moment ago."

at the same time.

Erii walked through the deserted, dimly lit passage, with the domes on both sides carved with religious symbols that seemed to be supernatural.

She pushed open a door at the end of the room, and the smell of various medicines filled her nostrils, while the beeping of various instruments echoed in her ears.

"You are!" One of the guards raised his hand, about to pull the trigger of his pistol.

puff~

Erii walked past him, and the latter's head fell to the ground.

"Waaaaah~"

On the nearby hospital bed, the Lightbringer, who was suffering from insomnia, saw this scene and struggled to get up in a mixture of shock and anger.

It was a miracle that she survived her severe injuries; they couldn't let her move freely. An ordinary citizen would have been abandoned and used as fertilizer long ago.

The closer Erii got to the One Radiant, the more chilling the Fall of Evil became. Erii clearly felt the One Radiant's endless killing intent towards her, wishing he could tear her to pieces.

"You're too weak." She looked him up and down and spoke the truth earnestly.

"Waaaaah!" The truth was the most heartbreaking, and the Lightbearer, whose defenses had been broken, immediately stammered and growled.

"I don't like killing people for no reason, but after thinking about it, I really hate you," Erii said seriously, as if she were discussing with the Lightbringer. "I still have to kill you, otherwise you'll go and harm good people again once you recover."

"Huh? Huh huh huh!" The Lightbringer's shoulders trembled, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

It was as if to say, "This is the territory of the Light and Shadow Society. How dare you, a red-haired girl, make a move here?"

"Goodbye." Erii turned and left, leaving the bewildered Hekko behind.

But the next moment, through the smooth, reflective metal ceiling above her head, she saw fine cracks gradually appearing on her forehead, neck, eyeballs, and cheeks, like cracked porcelain.

"Waaaaahhhhh~"

Overwhelmed by immense fear, tears of resentment and hatred welled up in the eyes of the Lightbearer.

puff-

Her head was shattered into pieces.

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