Chapter 202 Chapter 203 Running out of Oil and Dying Light
Ji Ma took a glance at her remaining magic power: 6%, and immediately realized that her condition was not much better.
The guards on the second floor began to come down, following their master to the battlefield, their movements slow and unenthusiastic.
Ji Ma removed her invisibility; she had to conserve her magic power and use as little as possible on curses. However, this would inevitably lead to her magic power reaching zero. At that time, she didn’t know if she could retain her sanity and avoid losing control. She had to ensure that when she did lose control, Zhen Na would be nearby to lend her a helping hand.
Ji Ma pondered her situation, her hand reaching for the “Witch’s Illusion Potion” on her belt. A few days ago, she had turned some of her supernatural abilities into a magic potion for her own use. She had used quite a bit during the previous battle with the extraordinary team from the Sigma Church.
After the last person left, Ji Ma appeared behind the windowsill, praying that Yi Si wouldn’t notice her footsteps, and quietly made her way down from the second floor, following the group.
The mortal soldiers in front stopped behind the building, the strong light still blaring on the battlefield; they didn’t want to march towards death. Ji Ma quietly circumvented them, relieved that most people in the building had already fled, and with her stealth experience, no one noticed her.
Between the large building and the iron gate of the mansion, the carefully planted vegetation looked like it had been drawn on by a child with a charcoal pencil, with streaks of black all over, and the charcoal-colored pine trees stood tall on the ground. At the iron gate, the guards formed a battle array to fend off the zombie-like attacks from outside; the iron gate was on the verge of collapse.
However, the guards were constantly being reinforced; they dared not engage in extraordinary battles but were willing to fight humans.
On the battlefield, a brief ceasefire occurred.
Zhen Na breathed heavily, her silver robe tattered, revealing her porcelain-white skin glimmering with a soft white light. Ji Ma was on the brink of losing control, hiding behind the windowsill, peering out, her eyes greedily fixated on the patch of white near the opening in Zhen Na’s chest.
It felt like she wanted to rush over and possess her…. no, no, keep your sanity, she will be mine, she will be.
Ji Ma’s breathing was rapid as she crouched down, gripping her stiff tail with her right hand. A pang of pain traveled up her tailbone, and she barely managed to regain her composure.
She poked her head out again to find Yi Si was also looking at the tattered Zhen Na, and her eyes flared with anger. She tugged at her pitiful tail, refraining from charging in like a berserker wielding a spiked hammer.
The Grand Scholar’s situation was slightly better than Zhen Na’s; his eyebrows were already charred, and his eyes were red and swollen from the strong light, resembling someone who had been beaten to tears.
Neither side’s situation was particularly good. Although the Grand Scholar had strong combat abilities, Zhen Na was not a soft target, and it was unclear what extraordinary items she possessed from the Holy Temple. She would not be easily resolved in the short term. More importantly, the Grand Scholar had no reason to fight to the death, while Zhen Na was resolute.
Next should come the verbal skirmish.
Ji Ma analyzed, her golden eyes shifting to Yi Si.
He was the key; she didn’t know where his trump card lay, but it was perfectly aimed at Zhen Na’s inner demons.
The Grand Scholar, as Ji Ma expected, said, “Holy Virgin of the Temple, your defeat is inevitable. The extraordinary team has arrived; you have no chance of winning, and you possess no extraordinary abilities to escape.”
Zhen Na glanced at the large pile of rioters outside the iron gate and said, “They may not come.”
“In the name of Sigma, give up. I assure you I won’t harm your life; your family will also be protected.”
“Then I might as well go meet the God of Dawn,” Zhen Na said, “The Emperor’s army is about to enter the city; you, as the Grand Scholar of the state religion, are you going to fight against the Emperor’s rule? Against an extraordinary who serves the imperial army?”
“No one can prove you are.”
Although the Grand Scholar said this, he hesitated, beginning to assess whether this gamble was worth it.
“The army will never enter Marin City,” Yi Si said in a melodic tone, “I have already sent someone to monitor the city gate.”
At this moment, a red light orb flew through the flames, slowly rising.
The three looked, and it was indeed in the direction of the city gate.
Yi Si wore a confident smile; if it weren’t for the red handprint extending beyond his golden mask, he would look even more like a victor.
“Unless the army directly assaults the city wall.” Yi Si’s tone softened; his voice seemed to drift into people’s hearts, shaking their confidence: “Zhen Na, give up. I assure you I will treat you gently, and I won’t force you. The succubus has constantly defamed me as a rapist, but can a rapist continue to be the romantic hero of Marin City?”
Zhen Na looked at Yi Si with a blank expression and said, “I’ve heard that a group of husbands is looking for you to settle scores because you destroyed their marriages.”
“Defamation,” Yi Si continued his psychological offensive. “You are working with the ringleader of the chaos and still stubbornly holding on; do you know that for every minute you delay, an innocent poor person dies? Perhaps he is a hardworking dockworker, but today he died at the hands of a rioter while trying to protect his son, potentially…”
The kindness necklace around Zhen Na’s neck trembled. She said, “Enough.”
Yi Si seized the moment: “Look, now that the law doesn’t exist, where is your faith? Shouldn’t you end the chaos? Do you remember tearing up our agreement? That was your promise.”
Zhen Na closed her eyes, suddenly tearing off the kindness necklace from her neck and throwing it away. It landed in the ashes on the grass.
After leaving Zhen Na, the kindness necklace began to glow and heat up.
“You’ve gone mad; it can be destroyed at any moment; it’s one of a kind.”
Zhen Na said, “I’m not mad; you are.”
And the Grand Scholar, after some thought, believed that the imperial army would never enter, reevaluated the situation, and felt that his side held a considerable advantage. Van Helsing had disappeared, likely off fighting with the succubus’s accomplices.
Now it was two against one; they would win eventually.
He raised the white war hammer again, shouting, “In the name of Sigma!” and swung the weapon towards Zhen Na.
Zhen Na shouted, “Righteousness like a rainbow!”
Golden light fell upon her, imbuing her with radiant armor, instantly transforming her into a warrior, shield raised, facing the Grand Scholar.
“Boom!”
Another thunderous sound, a surge of strong light.
Zhen Na staggered back a few steps, her expression unchanged. The Grand Scholar merely paused, gripping his war hammer and continuing to advance. Yi Si stepped forward as well, preparing to surround Zhen Na.
Ji Ma drank the color-changing “Witch’s Illusion Potion,” creating a silent illusion from a distance and infusing it with the power of lies, giving it the ability to speak.
“Not good! Young Master Yi Si!”
The three on the battlefield looked over to see a breathless servant covered in blood running over, saying, “The mayor’s council is reconvening under Kaslan’s leadership and has abolished the position of mayor (also Yi Si’s father) and sought assistance from the Emperor’s army.”
This indicated that the upper echelons of Marin City were thoroughly disappointed with Yi Si; this was reasonable. The rioters had stormed the upper district, and Yi Si’s mansion looked poised to collapse, with blaring lights and thunder inside. Once the Emperor’s army entered the city, Yi Si would undoubtedly be stripped of his power.
The Grand Scholar’s expression changed, and he turned serious, addressing Holy Virgin Zhen Na: “Since you claim to serve the Emperor, I will go verify with the army.”
With that, he ran off decisively, without any hesitation.
Ji Ma let out a sigh of relief.
It was enough to deceive the Grand Scholar, even if only for a short time.
The Grand Scholar’s figure climbing over the wall looked particularly graceful, his bald head disappearing behind the wall.
Ji Ma looked towards Yi Si, and the balance of power had shifted. She had already thought of how to distract Zhen Na and use nine different methods to torment Yi Si to death.
But then she saw Zhen Na fall; she struggled to support herself with her hands, blood sliding down her arm.
Ji Ma suddenly realized that Zhen Na was also running out of oil and light; she had been relying on the healing boost from the kindness necklace to hold on. After losing her crutch, she could barely endure until the Grand Scholar left.
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There will be another update tonight.
