Chapter 523: Names That Should Not Be Said... (Fourth |
Chapter 523: 520, Names That Should Not Be Said… (Fourth Update) Chapter 523: 520, Names That Should Not Be Said… (Fourth Update) At this moment.
The oppressive force Du Wei, the Evil Spirit, exerted on everyone no longer required words to describe.
It was just too terrifying.
Although it had not yet undergone the Armored Divinity Ascension.
But that intense sense of despair filled everyone’s hearts.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei seemed to be waiting for something.
It didn’t immediately remove its mask.
...Instead, it walked down from the throne and lifted its head to look at the dark clouds hovering over London City.
In the midst of the clouds, where no one could see.
This was the result of the negative emotions of a million people within London City.
Their origin, all pointed toward the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
“Begin…”
The Evil Spirit Du Wei’s voice was calm as its Right Hand reached for the sky.
As if it were grabbing something.
And with a fierce pull downward.
Boom…
Within the clouds, the violent thunder roared madly.
Fierce winds swept through everything, raising dust from the ground.
A torrential downpour followed.
The whole world became hazy, as if submerged in the ocean.
The rain was incredibly heavy.
Everyone was enveloped in the rainfall.
Except for the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
All the rain deliberately avoided it, falling in other directions.
It stood in the rain, looking down indifferently at everything below the altar.
On the back of its Right Hand, the pattern of the Golden Scales faded away.
In its place, the pattern of the mask appeared.
It had completely taken control of the Golden Scales.
Not merely using it, but truly integrating it into itself.
Unbeknownst to anyone, it had already activated the power of the Golden Scales.
And now.
It was using its own power.
As if on cue.
Minette and the other Top Hunters simultaneously launched another attack on the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
These hunters, each one of them, could take on a Demon Spirit head-on.
Even potentially overpower it in a fight.
With Minette included, they were not without the capacity to resist.
“You are bound to fail.”
Someone roared as they charged at the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
His entire skin appeared as if scalded, displaying an eerie blood-red color.
That cold aura was stronger than that of a shadow.
Furthermore, beneath his skin, some kind of creature was moving.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei glanced at him.
“I’ve always been curious if the stronger the hunter, the more terrifying the Evil Spirit they become after death.”
Having said that.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei’s pupils contracted.
The body of the hunter who had charged forward became abruptly immobilized.
As though he had hit an invisible wall.
But he didn’t fall.
Because at that moment, the Evil Spirit Du Wei snapped its fingers lightly again.
The sound was very crisp…
But the immobilized hunter’s face turned red, and his eyes bulged out.
With a bang.
His body expanded rapidly and burst into a mist of blood.
From the mist, many oddly shaped moths with human faces, the size of a palm, flew out.
They emerged and swarmed toward the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
Also emitting strange cries.
Their aura was much more terrifying than before.
Basically, they had reached the level of a Demon Spirit.
Enough to prove that the top hunters of this era were far stronger than those of the Dusk Bell Church.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei shook its head: “Ridiculous resistance.”
It didn’t deign to use things like flintlock guns or Joker Cards to deal with these people.
It simply waved its hand as if shooing away flies.
The moths simply turned to ashes.
They died effortlessly.
The other hunters were enraged.
They fought like madmen, using every means possible, desperately trying to kill the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
Someone pulled out a flintlock gun.
Using some ability, their entire being aged rapidly, transitioning from middle-aged to an elderly old man in the blink of an eye.
This piqued the interest of the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
“So a flintlock gun can be used in this way, how intriguing,” he said.
With a bang,
The hunter, who had turned into an old man, pulled the trigger.
As the shot was fired, his life came to an end.
A heavy silence enveloped him; he fell to the ground, howling in pain as an even colder aura erupted like a tide.
The flintlock gun also shattered into pieces.
Everything was in service to that single shot.
The bullet, cutting through the rain, struck towards the Evil Spirit Du Wei with unfaltering accuracy.
Even the most terrifying strangeness would die completely if hit.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei frowned.
His pupils contracted.
Immobilization ability was activated.
But the bullet was not affected at all.
“I feel a bit threatened…”
The Evil Spirit Du Wei acknowledged.
Then, he reached out and grasped the bullet in his hand.
In an instant,
The torrential raindrops were shattered into a fine mist, which wildly dispersed in a fan shape.
The entire altar was shrouded in mist.
The remaining six top hunters, including Minette, all showed complex expressions.
“Did it work?”
“Even if he is His Excellency the Duke, he can’t resist head-on,” they said.
The remarks were made simultaneously.
Only Minette’s eyes turned red, her slender palm gripping the long sword trembled slightly for some reason.
“He won’t die so easily,” she said.
After speaking,
Minette, with eyes red, rushed into the fog-covered altar.
In a blink, she reached the steps just below the highest point.
Then, her pupils dilated dramatically.
With a “ting,”
The flattened bullet dropped to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei looked indifferently at the palm of his hand.
The chilling and dreadful aura spread far and wide.
With him as the center, shadows cast wildly, covering the entirety of the altar and, at an incredibly fast pace, trying to envelop the whole of London City.
“I detest the smell of blood…” he said.
His palm split open, and blood began to drip…
But in the blink of an eye, before the blood could hit the ground, it flew back into the wound in his palm as if being rewound.
The wound healed as if it had never been injured.
The look in the Evil Spirit Du Wei’s eyes was cold.
He looked down at Minette, who resembled Alex so closely.
He kicked her squarely.
Minette had no chance to resist and was kicked in the abdomen. She coughed up blood and fell from the highest point of the altar.
She looked incredulously at the man wearing the mask.
Until this moment,
She reached out weakly, trying to grab something, but caught nothing.
“Du Wei… you’ve disappointed me,”
Minette murmured the name before her eyes lost all hesitation, and she drove the sword into her own heart.
“Let it end…”
It wasn’t suicide but the use of an even more forbidden power.
At the same time, Minette called out to others: “Hold him back! I need time.”
The remaining top hunters clenched their teeth and once again confronted the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
Even the weakest, Corrine Dowqui and Tory, did not sit idly by.
Nothing but a fight to the death…
Above the altar,
There was something unusual about the state of the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
He touched the mask on his face, looking blankly at Minette, who had dropped below the altar and stabbed the sword into her heart.
“You know my name?”