Part 4 The Undead Chapter 102 – Good Luck
”Got you ……”
With Panadia’s words, an invisible thread extended forward and quickly wrapped around Germaine Sparrow’s body, seemingly about to tie him into a cocoon.
At that moment, the figure in the black clergyman’s robes suddenly thinned out and shrank, turning into a paper figure covered in “rust”.
Klein’s figure then appeared outside the gray mill and fled furiously towards the depths of the town.
He was the one who had seen the real body of “Eternal Sun” and still survived, so he naturally had a certain ability to resist the spiritual impact and tendency to go out of control brought about by the form of mythological creatures, moreover, Panadia was not a complete mythological creature, so even without the help of the power of the gray mist, Klein quickly got rid of the state of being unable to move his brain while his mind was exploding and suppressed the alienation that was about to explode in his body. While suppressing the mutation that was about to erupt in his body, he fell down and used the “Paper Man Substitute” under the cover of a violent cough after realizing that he had unknowingly contracted the disease!
–Paper figures are not magical items, and they don’t even have the slightest bit of spirituality, so Klein didn’t worry about them causing an overreaction to the sealed core behind the Charnis Gate, and carried quite a few of them with him.
And before Klein started running at a fast pace, his right thumb and middle finger had rubbed together violently, igniting the flour piled up in the mill!
Boom!
The fire flared up and the dust exploded, throwing the stone mill, toppling the windmill outside to the ground, and shattering Panatia’s figure inch by inch in the intense wind and uncountable crimson, as if she were just a mirror.
Almost at the same time, her figure in pure white robes emerged behind Klein, her loosely pulled up hair disintegrating all at once, growing and extending wildly in front of her.
Snap!
While snapping his fingers to ignite the leaves on the roadside, Kraven maneuvered “General of Blood” Seignior to appear on the window of the two-storey house next to Panadia with the help of “Mirror Leap”, and then tried to make his figure reflected in the eyes of that bright but horrifying woman! Then he tried to make his image reflected in the eyes of the bright but horrible woman, completing the possession of the Spirit of Grievance.
In a flash, the red stream of fire jumped upwards and wrapped around Kraven’s body, making him disappear from his original position, appearing dozens of meters away in the flames, while Panadia’s jewel-like eyes seemed to hide one mirror after another, illuminating one figure after another wearing an old three-cornered hat and a dark red coat, which overlapped each other in a chaotic state.
Without hesitation, Klein directly made Seniol detach from the window, transformed into his werewolf form, and rushed at high speed towards that witch.
Yes, Klein had already confirmed that Panatia was the Witch, and a Demigod level Witch at that!
The strands of black hair, along with invisible transparent threads, then raised up and formed an exaggerated spider web, violently enveloping Seignior, whose body was covered with thick short hairs.
However, as soon as the two sides came into contact, the figure of the “Blood General” faded into transparency, allowing the freakishly long black hair strands and the thin threads of the illusory witch to pass through them, making it difficult to attach to them, let alone entangle them.
Grievance Spiritization!
”Hmph!” Panadia’s expression didn’t change a bit, only a sound came out of her nose.
Suddenly, a deep and quiet black flame leapt up from both the thick hair and the thin illusory threads that had come into contact with Seignior, using their spirituality as their own fuel, turning the “Spirit of Grievance” into a torch!
Snapping, snapping, snapping, “General of Blood” Seignior was burned back into his werewolf form and was torn apart, falling to the ground one after another in limbs and flesh.
A Sequence 5 “Spirit of Grievance”, so completely faded away.
At this time, Klein had already continuously snapped his fingers, jumped in different pillars of fire, and fled towards the depths of the town with the help of the secret puppet’s sacrifice.
In just a few flashes, he had already pulled away from Panadia by a distance of several hundred meters.
Suddenly, Klein realized that his forehead had become hot, and his lungs seemed to have transformed into a blacksmith’s bellows, with a distinct sound and a searing stream of air with every breath.
Due to the impact of the incomplete mythological creature form, his “paper man double” was used late, failed to replace the infected disease, but only shared a certain amount of damage, Klein thought he could hold out until he escaped from Panacea’s sphere of influence, but who would have thought that his condition would intensify a lot faster than he had expected!
Moreover, he had clearly escaped several hundred meters, but there was no sign of escaping the source of the infection at all.
Puffing! Klein, who was about to continue his “Flame Jump”, suddenly lost his legs, failed to snap his fingers, and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterward, Panadia’s soft and pleasant laughter rang in his ears:
”Even if you escape to the other side of this town, you won’t be able to get rid of my plague.
”You know, back in Bakerland, the entire Eastern District was enveloped by the plague mist I created, and except for the farthest Queens and Western Districts, the other places were not less affected.”
This …… she was the desperate lady who had been working with Mr. A. …… She was one of the real culprits in the Bakerland haze incident …… It dawned on Klein with a pang of pain and despair to realized that he had become quite ill, and although it was not yet fatal, an uncontrollable and violent cough prevented him from using many of his extraordinary powers.
Panadia took a step forward, her beautiful eyes tinted with an indescribable blood color, as if a vagrant who had been starving for days had finally seen a piece of roasted to zan dam steal na E wringing
In her hands, she also carried what was left of Seniol’s body and two severed limbs.
It seemed to be her reserve food.
”You did a good job of snapping your fingers just now, I think those two fingers should taste quite good.” Panadia looked at Germaine Sparrow, who was coughing on the ground in the distance, and said in a morbidly insane tone.
As soon as the words left her mouth, she was already lifting one hand and shoving Seniol’s index finger into her mouth, biting it with a snapping sound and crushing it section by section.
Crane’s vision was slightly blurred by the sight, and as if in a trance, he felt a similar sharp pain in his own finger.
At this moment, he knew that “Lady Despair” Panadia had gone half-mad because she had eaten too much flesh and blood of the extraordinary.
Although the other party’s knowledge of the occult, at first will certainly wait for the extraordinary characteristics of the precipitation of the “meal”, but the dead are imprisoned here, there is no food, can only target each other, is bound to become more and more insane, more and more crazy, such food eaten too much, how can it not be a problem?
Just as Klein was slightly despairing about what other methods he could employ to save himself, the scarlet moonlight in front of him suddenly became brighter.
He saw a look of horror on Panadia’s face, and without hesitation, she changed direction and rushed into the house next to him, closing the door with a bang.
Klein only felt that his condition had then weakened considerably, and he was busy looking up in dismay, looking high into the sky to see that the red moon had pierced through the mist and was shining clearly and serenely over the town.
In his heart, he remembered the words that Panatia had just said, and immediately struggled and stumbled towards the house on the other side, not forgetting to unlock the door:
”When the red moon becomes clear, this place will change and become very dangerous.”