Mystery: The Witch of Desire

He let out a scream, clutched his head, and fell to the ground, rolling and struggling.

In a flash, Zilingus's figure pierced through the darkness and rushed toward Duke Negan.

However, the target reflected in his dark, deep eyes showed no sign of panic, but rather was full of confidence.

Duke Negan's tall, obese body stood still, looking down at the approaching assassin.

He raised his right hand and pushed it forward, speaking in a low voice in Ancient Hermes:

"captivity!"

Without a sound, Zilingus suddenly stopped, as if he were surrounded by transparent walls or flowing with extremely viscous liquid.

This made him seem like an insect trapped in amber, or a prisoner in a jail.

The leader of the conservative nobles, the hereditary duke, Pallas Nieben himself is an extraordinary being, a very powerful extraordinary being!

Duke Negan spoke again in a low voice, gesturing with his right hand:

"Whip!"

Snapped!Snapped!

Zilingus seemed to have been struck by an invisible whip, which tore his clothes, tore open his flesh, and exposed his bones.

Immediately afterwards, Duke Negan leaned forward, clenched his right fist, and declared with a stern, judgmental tone:

"die!"

Snap! He swung his arm, his whole body leaving afterimages, and crashed into Qilingus, his fist striking the target's head with unstoppable force.

Snap! Zilingus's head shattered, but everything around him shattered as well. Duke Negan remained standing in the same spot, as if it had all been a dream.

At some point, the pirate general had switched his abilities and entered a "nightmare" state.

Unlike a normal "nightmare," this creature can still move after dragging people into the dream!

Zilingus's figure quietly appeared behind Duke Negan, his dark, cold eyes locking onto the other man.

His right fist, enveloped in a rapidly spinning gale, pierced like a sharp blade towards the target's back.

Ugh!

Amidst the swirling wind, Zilingus' right fist pierced through Duke Negan's body and heart. However, Duke Negan's figure rapidly transformed into something transparent, like a summoned spirit.

The almost invisible shadow spread out, and Duke Negan appeared before the double doors on the other side of the corridor, a scrutinizing smile on his face.

Zillingus then realized that the 'Duke Negan' he had just fought was merely an illusion created by another extraordinary being.

Another extraordinary being... Did they prepare in advance and ambush me? Could it really be the work of those two women from earlier?

How is this possible! They are clearly not those powerful extraordinary beings, so how could they see through my disguise!

An angry thought surged through Zilingus's mind. He realized that assassinating Duke Negan was impossible, so he quickly adjusted his plan. The glove on his left hand wriggled, revealing fine, dark gold scales, and his pupils dimmed and turned vertical.

This was the audience's 'Dragon's Might' ability; an invisible wave swept outwards, instantly igniting the emotions of many ordinary people in the hall.

Gentlemen and ladies alike were gripped by an uncontrollable fear. They left their hiding places and ran aimlessly, creating a scene of utter chaos.

This made those extraordinary individuals hesitant to act rashly, fearing they might harm these distinguished guests.

Seizing the opportunity, Zilingus, surrounded by a hurricane, sped off towards the corridor connecting the side hall.

Once he gets there, he can break through the corridor window and escape from the house.

But Fors and Hugh, one tall and one short, were standing in the corridor, blocking his escape route.

"Those two bastards...they ruined my plans!"

Qilingus gritted his teeth. The anger of the failed assassination attempt, coupled with the need to escape, made him quickly gather a large amount of spiritual energy in his body, forming a sharp wind blade, which slashed towards Fors and the two of them.

The wind blade was extremely fast, whistling through the air with a piercing sound. Fors wanted to use an escape trick to get away, but she knew that Hugh, without any protective measures, would not be able to dodge the wind blade at this speed.

In a moment of desperation, Fors couldn't bring herself to abandon her best friend and run away. She quickly gathered her spiritual energy, forming a whirlwind in her palm, and flung it out in the direction from which the wind blades were coming.

However, the whirlwind trick unleashed by the magician was no match for the Wind-Chosen One's true magic. The wind blade effortlessly cleaved through the whirlwind, heading straight for the two men's faces.

"It's over, we're going to commit suicide together..."

Fors tightened her grip on Hugh's hand, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes.

But at that moment, she suddenly felt a chilling aura in front of her, and a large amount of frost quickly gathered, forming a solid ice wall in front of the two of them.

Click!

The wind blades cleaved through the ice wall, sending up large shards and fragments that splashed all over Fors's face.

However, the kinetic energy of the wind blade was completely neutralized by the ice wall. Fors and Hugh were only a little disheveled, but they were unharmed.

But in the brief moment between the wind blades colliding with the ice wall, Zilingus had already rushed into the corridor, smashed through the bay window, and lunged out of the house. With the help of inertia and the wind, he flew a considerable distance and escaped from Duke Negan's mansion.

A tall figure darted out after them, moving so fast that neither of them could react in time.

Fors murmured, somewhat dazed:

"Was this the lady who saved us just now...?"

Hugh snapped out of his shock and looked up at Fors beside him:

"Why didn't you run away first? You have the ability of a magician, so escaping shouldn't have been difficult."

Fors blushed slightly. Although she had been determined to save Hugh just now, she was now too shy to say it.

She cleared her throat and patted Hugh's head with a smile in her eyes:

"Protecting children is a noble virtue."

Hugh paused for a moment, then couldn't help but swear.

At that moment, Audrey rushed over. She had just witnessed Mr. Fool's followers conjure a huge ice wall with a simple wave of their hands, easily blocking the attack of a pirate general.

Wow, that's impressive! No wonder he's favored by Mr. Fool...

"Ladies, are you hurt?"

Audrey looked at Fors and Hugh with concern, a sense of lingering fear creeping into her heart. She couldn't imagine the torment she would suffer if Fors and Hugh were injured or killed because of her commission. She had been devastated when she learned that the bounty hunter Hugh had hired had been killed by Zillingus, and had entrusted Hugh to deliver a large sum of compensation to his family.

At this moment, many of the extraordinary guards present also jumped out of the window and chased after Qilingus in the direction he had fled.

After a while, a strong wind blew toward Duke Negan’s mansion. Cardinal of the Church of Storms, Archbishop of Backlund, and “Singer of God” Ace Snake used the hurricane to carry several Punishers and flew directly over.

He didn't have time to notify the other extraordinary individuals.

Alger was one of the people who arrived with Archbishop Ace, but he was in a very bad mood, not only because of the dizziness he felt while being swept up in the storm, but also because he saw the broken windows and his colleagues who had just chased after him out of the house.

This indicates that Zillingus escaped during the hurricane.

Outside the Duke of Negan’s residence.

Upon landing, Zilingus immediately ran towards the woods opposite, a municipal park where he had already scouted the surrounding terrain.

Once he gets rid of the pursuers, he can change his appearance and blend into the population of over five million in Backlund.

This is also what gives him the confidence to take on highly difficult tasks!

Running through the woods, Zilingus, favored by the wind, confidently left his pursuers far behind.

Just then, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat and a feeling of pressure in his lungs, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Do I have a cold? No way!

As an extraordinary individual of the Sailor's Path, Zilingus was confident he wouldn't fall ill from the cold or wind, but he was aware of a terrible possibility:

This is the power of disease!

Could it be that bastard Tracy?

When Tracy was still a sick girl, Zilingus had dealt with her and was very wary of her invisible disease abilities.

After a moment's thought, Zilingus feigned an escape by sneaking into the Tasok River along the canal, then changed his appearance and, with the help of the wind, turned and ran wildly into the distance.

He knew that as long as there was enough distance, the disease's ability would be neutralized.

After running several hundred meters, Zilingus was certain that he had escaped the disease's reach. He felt his symptoms were gradually lessening and that he would soon return to a healthy state.

However, just when Zilings thought he had successfully gotten rid of the disease, his throat suddenly started to hurt again and his forehead became hot.

What's going on...? Have we not escaped the disease yet?

Somewhat annoyed, Zilingus fled a kilometer in one breath, believing that even a demigod could not continue to exert the effects of the disease at such a distance.

But to his despair, just a few seconds after his body recovered, the disease returned.

Undeterred, Zilingus continued to run away. After many attempts, he discovered that no matter how far he ran, the disease would always cling to him like a persistent affliction.

He gradually realized that it wasn't that the witch's disease had a large range, but rather that no matter where he fled, she could always quickly find his location and catch up with him.

Damn it! How did she know my location?! A witch's divination couldn't be this effective, and I didn't leave any bloodstains or hair. Was it some kind of magical object with tracking capabilities?

Unbeknownst to Zilingus, about a hundred meters behind him, Livre was equally astonished.

She never imagined that her abilities could be used in such a combined way:

After using the Witch of Pain's power to inflict disease on Qilingus, she discovered that she could sense the pathogens within Qilingus's body through the Miser's abilities.

No matter where Zilingus fled, she could sense the location of the pathogens, then chase after them and reapply the pathogens.

“Liviel, you are just like a viper. Once you bite your prey, no matter where it runs, the viper can always smell the venom and then slowly chase after it.”

Little White, standing beneath the skirt, offered this assessment.

The reason why Livre did not rush to make a move was that after two consecutive mirror travels, her spiritual energy was greatly depleted. She wanted to use this torturous pursuit tactic to exhaust Qilingus's spiritual energy and physical strength, while she herself could wait and recover some spiritual energy.

Anyway, even if Zilingus used the power of the wind to run several kilometers, Livre could simply teleport him to a nearby mirror with a flick of her finger. Teleportation of this distance would not consume much spiritual energy, but it would require a lot of physical strength from Zilingus.

After several chases, Zilingus was exhausted, but Livre was slowly recovering.

Finally, Liviel felt it was time to make her move. Playing this kind of chase game in the city center of Backlund was risky; she might run into some high-sequence powerhouse passing by, and she didn't want to waste too much time.

Moreover, Zilingus happened to escape to a man-made lake.

For a witch, anything that can reflect a mirror can exert some of the mirror's power.

Suddenly, as he was panting heavily, Zilingus's vision blurred, and he saw that the various colors in the darkness had become unusually intense.

The verdant trees became even greener, the bright red fruits even brighter, and the dark water even darker; everything looked like a canvas splashed with oil paint.

High in the sky, where the Crimson Moon is obscured, there are countless transparent shadows of indescribable form, and clear, bright lights of different colors that contain mysterious knowledge.

Zilingus found himself suspended in mid-air, with the rising dark water beneath his feet and an enormous mirror before him.

Oops!

Zilingus realized that the witch had made her move, and that her strength was definitely not low; she might even be a demigod!

Suddenly, countless long, venomous hairs surged from the mirror in front of him, sweeping towards him.

The long hair moved extremely quickly, instantly wrapping around Qilingus's body.

Zilingus' heart tightened, and he immediately activated his writhing hunger ability. The glove on his left hand shone with a brilliant light, as if it were made of pure gold.

This is the purification ability of the Solar Path Sequence 5, a very practical ability. Zilingus has developed the habit of using purification in battle if he doesn't understand it.

Zilingus leaned back with his arms outstretched, as if embracing the sun.

Suddenly, a pure, blazing light descended from the sky, enveloping the snake-like long hair. The entire oil painting-like world trembled violently, and the mirror shattered with a crack, turning into specks of light and disappearing.

Zilingus was stunned to realize that everything that had just happened—that illusory world, that mirror, those snake-like long hairs—was nothing but an illusion.

But the ice spear rapidly approaching in front of them was definitely not an illusion!

*Thud!* The ice spear, gleaming with a chilling light, pierced through Qilingus's left chest!

Livre slowly emerged from the lake, having just orchestrated a mirror illusion, and looked at Zilingus, who was pierced by an ice spear, without any emotion.

But the next second, darkness enveloped everything, and Qilingus's figure suddenly vanished, reappearing in another location, where he slashed a wind blade at Liviel with his backhand.

Chapter 187 Angels Descend?

The moment the mirror illusion dissipated, he activated his Nightmare ability, dragging Livr into a dream and launching a counterattack.

Livre's figure was instantly torn apart by the wind blades, turning into a wand split in two. At the same time, Zilingus felt a tightness around his neck, as if something was choking him.

"Do you think that once you unleash a nightmare ability in front of me, it will still have an effect the second time?"

Liviel, who was already on guard, sneered. Countless spider silks spread from her fingertips, binding Qilingus layer by layer. Icy black flames surged up along the spider silks and rushed to Qilingus's body in the blink of an eye.

"what!"