Mystery: The Witch of Desire

He intended to use his assassin skills to find Samira's weaknesses, but this was impossible without focused attention.

Looking at the dense layer of fleshy growths on his arm, Levi had no choice but to abandon the attempt and instead aimed the gun at Rowling's arm.

"I hope I don't miss."

With a bang, Revere fired a regular bullet at Rowling. The bullet struck Rowling on the outside of her arm, piercing her flesh but not breaking the bone.

"what!"

Rowling let out a scream, cold sweat pouring down her back. She collapsed to the ground, the desire in her eyes fading, and looked at everything before her with some confusion.

"Lowling, run!"

Levi's shout startled Rowling, who regained her memories from before she lost her mind. She quickly took a few steps back, moving away from Samira as she prepared to draw her gun and fire.

Revi was also preparing to ascend to immortality and jump out of the window. Given the current situation, he had no hope of dealing with the mutated Samira and planned to escape first.

But when he landed lightly, he wasn't standing on solid ground, but on a soft lawn.

To his shock, Rivi discovered that he had not jumped out onto the street, but had landed back inside Samira's room!

To be precise, this is no longer entirely Samira's room, but a space enveloped by a spiritual wall, surrounded by lush green and vibrant red plants, their fragrance filling the air with the lively atmosphere of spring, making anyone who is in it feel an irresistible urge to procreate.

In the center of this space stands 'Samira,' who has grown to over two meters tall. Her head is embedded in the center of her decaying body, and her entire body is covered with flower buds that ooze viscous fluid. The female statue has also been drawn to her and is now encased in a flower bud around her lower abdomen. As the flower buds open and close, moving in and out, they shimmer with an eerie and alluring glow.

Chapter 27 Passionate Kiss

Reeve and Rowling exchanged a glance, both revealing helpless smiles. Clearly, things had developed beyond their plans.

“I’ve heard that every leader of the Hyena Gang has an item related to their great master. Now it seems that it must be that female statue.”

Rowling tried to stay away from the outstretched vines while analyzing the situation.

“Samira must have been corrupted by this statue before we killed her, which is why she is like this now. If we destroy that statue, we might be able to resolve the crisis.”

Revi tried to avoid looking directly at Samira, instead glancing at the statue from the side.

At this distance, without the ability to aim carefully, shooting at the statue would undoubtedly be very difficult.

"We can only make up for it with sheer numbers."

Reeve and Rowling each picked up their revolvers and, as far as they could feel, fired at the female statue near Samira's lower abdomen.

Bang, bang!

Shot after shot pierced Samira's body, but they vanished without a trace, like stones thrown into a swamp, merging into the writhing organic matter. Even shots to her head had no effect.

During this time, Samira's body continued to swell, reaching a height of over three meters. The thugs in the front positions had already come into contact with her. Some were lying on the flower buds, greedily sucking on them, while others were making indecent gestures towards the flower buds, and still others were sticking their heads into the flower buds, wishing they could burrow their whole bodies inside.

But all the henchmen met the same end: slowly merging into the writhing organic matter, into Samira's body, becoming a part of that writhing entity.

After absorbing the henchmen, Samira grew even larger, becoming a giant five or six meters tall. Her eyes were filled with even more fanaticism and desire as she greedily searched for everything alive around her.

While struggling to dodge the ever-increasing number and speed of the vines, Reeves reloaded his empty reel. He was running low on bullets, and Rowling was also nearly empty, but not a single bullet had managed to damage the female statue.

Finally, only Reeves and Rowling remained as living beings in this space.

Samira turned her head, her mouth stretching to her ears, revealing a bottomless throat. All the flower buds on her body opened and closed, spraying out sticky fluid and addictive gases.

After being exposed to the mesmerizing gas for a long time, Rowling's eyes became moist again, and her cheeks flushed slightly. She squeezed her legs together and looked at Levi with gentle, watery eyes.

"Lorraine, cover me! I'm trying to rush over and shoot the statue at close range!"

Despite the piercing pain in his chest that seemed to reach his heart, Levi discussed a desperate tactic with Rowling.

Rowling didn't respond to his words, but instead pressed her entire hot body against him.

Levi felt a gentle touch on his back and turned around in surprise to see Rowling's hot red lips kissing him.

"Lowling, um, what did you just say..."

Levi questioned Rowling incoherently, trying to push her away, but was pinned to the ground by the incredibly strong prisoner. Her eyes were filled with desire, and her impatient body was burning hot.

"Samira's mutated abilities are terrifying. If it weren't for the pain caused by the pattern on my chest, I probably would have become like Rowling, only knowing how to crave desires."

Seeing the vines stretching out in the distance, Levi knew there was no time to hesitate. He suddenly raised his leg, his hard knee striking Lorraine's vulnerable lower body. Lorraine let out a scream, hissing and gasping for breath in pain. The lust in her eyes faded, and she regained her senses.

"Hurry, cover me!"

Without a word, Levi got up from the ground, crouched down, and circled around to Samira's side, constantly moving closer to her.

Rowling immediately understood Reeves's intention. She limped towards Samira, raised her revolver, and shot it at Samira's head.

Samira's attention was drawn to Rowling, and several thick vines rushed toward Rowling at an unprecedented speed. Rowling was unable to dodge in time and was entangled in the ankle by one of the vines.

Rowling lost her balance and fell to the ground. The remaining vines quickly wrapped around her thighs, waist, and chest. The immense pressure made it hard for Rowling to breathe, and she could only manage to breathe with difficulty as she watched helplessly as the vines pulled her little by little toward Samira.

In those precious few seconds, Revi had already gotten within a few meters of Samira. The writhing, rotting organic matter filled his entire field of vision, making him feel itchy all over, with countless tiny growths of flesh constantly emerging.

Despite his discomfort, Levi stared at the huge flower bud on the surface of the organic mass: the female statue was encased in it, her body covered in a sticky liquid.

The stabbing pain in his chest grew stronger and stronger, and incessant mutterings echoed in his mind, tearing at Levi's nerves and causing him unbearable pain.

Reeve's eyes were bloodshot, and murky blood trickled from the corners of his eyes.

Through his increasingly blurred vision, he located the female statue and pulled the trigger.

boom!

The bullets exploded, and the pungent smell of gunpowder slightly calmed Reeves's near-madness. He saw the bullets strike Samira's lower abdomen, hitting the female statue with pinpoint accuracy.

The immense impact caused the statue to slip out of the flower bud, spin, and crash to the ground.

Samira's body trembled, and then all the vines stopped at the same time.

"Success?"

Revi dared not be careless. Although the pain in his chest felt like it was piercing his heart and the bloodstains in his eyes were about to obscure his vision, he still kept his eyes fixed on Samira, ready to react at any moment.

Just then, Samira's massive body began to tremble violently, and her distorted face emitted a piercing scream that nearly ruptured Rivi's eardrums.

He lost his balance and fell to the ground, blood gushing from all seven orifices. Samira was not in much better shape either; her massive body began to dissolve rapidly, turning into pools of foul-smelling slime.

Samira turned her face toward the fallen statue, desperately urging her tentacles to extend toward it, trying to take the lost statue back into her body.

Revi knew that if Samira were to take the statue back into her possession, everyone would perish. He struggled to his feet and staggered toward the statue, trying to snatch it away before Samira could.

However, Revi overestimated his remaining physical strength. He was now finding it extremely difficult to even take a single step, while Samira's tentacles were not much slower than before, and in the blink of an eye, they darted to the vicinity of the statue!

Chapter 28 Mirror

Samira's twisted vines entangled the statue, pulling it back to its original form.

Levi was filled with despair; it seemed as if everything was about to come to an end here.

In this situation, he couldn't think of any other way to win.

Having transmigrated to this damned world and accomplished nothing, without avenging Jason or unraveling the secret of the mirror in my dream, am I really going to die like this...?

Hmm? A mirror.

Levi saw something radiating a bright light in the distance.

It was a mirror.

This space was forcibly divided by Samira. Nothing from her original room entered this space. Why is this mirror here?

Recalling the mirror that appeared in his dream, Levi boldly speculated that there might be some mystical connection between them.

"Anyway, there's no other way, so we have to give it a try."

Levi struggled to crawl toward the mirror, a bronze mirror inlaid with common patterns, nothing special about it.

Reeve took it in his hand, and nothing unusual happened.

Perhaps blood is needed? Blood is a common medium in occultism.

Levi was covered in blood, and he easily smeared some of his own blood on the mirror, but still no unusual phenomena occurred.

In the distance, Samira's vines that had been wrapped around the statue had retreated halfway, while several other tentacles were still wrapped around Rowling. Although the pressure was less than before, Rowling was still unable to break free and could only let out weak moans.

Reeves felt like his brain was about to snap, and cold sweat poured down his face.

"Think of something, think of something..."

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he remembered the scene from his dream.

He stared directly into the mirror, letting his face appear in its reflection.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Levi dared not look away, staring intently at himself in the mirror.

Suddenly, he felt a cold, eerie light emanating from the smooth surface of the bronze mirror, and his reflection seemed to become unfamiliar.

Immediately afterwards, his scalp tingled, as if countless worms were trying to crawl out of his head. After the excruciating pain, jet-black tentacles stretched out from the top of his head, piercing through his golden wig and fluttering above his head. At the end of the tentacles were snake heads with gaping, blood-red tongues, staring at him with sinister eyes in the mirror.

This is a scene that has appeared in my dreams countless times.

And now, this scene has actually happened in real life!

As the black tentacles appeared, the manic and eerie laughter echoed in his ears, tearing at his nerves.

In the throes of excruciating pain that felt like his head was about to explode, Levi felt a deep, unfathomable gaze fixed upon him from the mirror.

That gaze seemed to come from a vast and ancient wilderness, possessing the power to see through everything and understand his past and present lives.

Under that gaze, Rivi's wounds healed rapidly, his near-collapse mental state stabilized, and the dense granulation tissue on his body gradually subsided.

At the same time, a strange power, accompanied by a large amount of information, surged into his body from the mirror, and Levi instantly understood:

This power originates from the Assassin's Path, but it is a vast, frenzied, chaotic, and disorderly force.

It's like asking your mom for pocket money, and she just throws a few banknotes over mixed with a pile of ghost money.

However, Reeves can extract power from it that he can use. With his current strength, he can extract two high-sequence powers from the Assassin's Path, but this power cannot exceed two sequences above his own rank; that is, he can only extract a maximum of sequence 7 abilities. Furthermore, which ability he extracts is random.

At the same time, Levi examined the two abilities he had extracted:

First, there's the ability to instigate. Actively using this ability can make one appear more reliable, more approachable, and more likely to gain favor with those around them. With the right words, it can trigger certain thoughts or desires in the target's mind, leading them to make choices and take actions as desired. This ability comes from the Sequence 8 Instigator.

Secondly, the ability to manipulate black flames: This ability allows the use of black flames that incinerate spirits and spiritual beings, but is ineffective against objects lacking spirituality. This ability comes from a Sequence 7 witch.

"Fortunately, I drew an ability from Sequence 7, and fire-type abilities should be very effective against Samira, who has tree-like traits."

Revi immediately connected with his spirit and released black flames at Samira. The black flames burst forth from his fingertips, instantly draining a large amount of his spiritual energy, and condensed in the air into a black falcon with flapping wings, swooping down on the vines that were wrapped around the statue.

With a whoosh, the vines were instantly ignited by the black flames, bursting into an eerie, dark fire. This fire seemed to possess a spirit, spreading rapidly toward Samira's body, threatening to engulf her in the blink of an eye.

Samira let out a scream. Whether it was an instinctive act of severing herself or being consumed by the black flames, the vine stained with the black flames snapped and quickly burned to ashes. However, Samira's true form was spared from the destruction.

The female statue fell to the ground again, its intact surface reflecting an eerie glow, still retaining its alluring aura.

Samira cast a resentful glance at Revy, then threw Lorraine away. All the vines split into two groups, one rushing towards the statue, and the other heading straight for Revy.

Levi dared not be careless and activated the Black Flame ability again. Large swaths of black flames burst forth from his palm, burning the vines that stretched out in front of him to ashes. However, the Black Flame consumed a great deal of spiritual energy, and Levi estimated that he could only use the Black Flame once more before his spiritual energy was exhausted.

Samira let out a beast-like roar, her body disintegrating as all the flower buds twisted and became more like a gaping maw. But it was precisely because of this that she displayed an unprecedented madness.

Her body surface rippled and surged, as if something was surging outwards. Soon, hands, feet, and hollow heads emerged from her body—the very thugs she had devoured. Their limbs and heads were embedded in Samira's body, making her look like a monster pieced together from remains.

The monster secreted even thicker, darker vines, studded with bloody things like eyes, fingers, and teeth, which lunged forward like venomous snakes.

Revi dodged back and forth with difficulty. The vines grew thicker and more numerous, leaving him less and less room to escape. He cautiously reserved his last chance to use the black flame, his last trump card. Clearly, he couldn't persuade Samira through instigation.

Reeve couldn't hold out much longer. He desperately searched for the best attacking opportunity, but just then, a thick vine wrapped around his ankle!

Chapter 29 Intertwined Fates

In an instant, Levi was lifted into the air and pulled by the vines, flying rapidly towards Samira!

Reeve's fingertips were already sparkling, as he tried to cut the vine.

But he quickly abandoned the idea. Samira was in poor condition, but she was clearly not going to collapse immediately. After he used up this black flame, all that was left was a slow death.

He looked at Samira's true form, which was getting closer and closer, and revealed a gambler's ruthless gaze.

"(A slang term from the food-loving nation), let's go all out!"

Revi relentlessly and desperately extracted spirituality from his body, transforming it all into raging black flames.

Black flames gathered in his palm into a huge ball of fire, but he hesitated to ignite it.

Finally, Samira's ugly, distorted face was right before my eyes!

With all his might, Rivi pushed the black flame in his palm out, which slammed solidly into Samira's face!

boom!

A huge explosion rang out, and the recoil threw Reeves more than ten meters away, where he crashed heavily to the ground.