“Phew! That was close!” I grabbed the pendant at my chest, and a warm current flowed into my body, instantly diluting the feeling of icy death. At the same time, the terrifying atmosphere around me also weakened, and the stage and audience seats felt connected again.
“You!” The two puppets in front and behind me stood up, their eyes fixed on my chest. There was a silver winged sword emblem, an accessory imbued with Older Brother Jayad’s magic. Older Brother Jayad had attached a Guardian Deity Spell to the accessory.
“Crack!” The surroundings shattered as if glass had broken. Lorna and Bailing Ding suddenly appeared, both charging at the two puppets simultaneously.
Bailing Ding pierced one of the puppets through its chest, but she quickly withdrew her rapier and slashed backward. The puppet in the front row, just as it turned its head 180 degrees to face backward, had its neck severed by a sword.
Lorna, on the other hand, flew directly into one of the puppets. I only felt the chilling aura rapidly recede as Lorna instantly possessed that puppet.
But then, a chilling aura appeared on another puppet, and Lorna’s aura also suddenly appeared on that puppet. The puppet twitched, and under the collision of the two auras, it instantly disintegrated.
Thus, they continuously jumped between the puppets. I couldn’t see their figures, only seeing one puppet after another suddenly tilt its head, contort its body, and then disintegrate in spasms.
Simultaneously, Bailing Ding was as fast as lightning, weaving through the audience seats. With every flash of sword light, a puppet was decapitated.
At this moment, one of the puppets suddenly unleashed a terrifying aura. Lorna’s figure was forcibly thrown out from within. It opened its mouth and spoke with a little girl’s voice: “No! This is a trap!”
“Crack!” Another puppet raised its hand and grabbed Bailing Ding’s rapier. However, the puppet’s palm was continuously scorched. What it gripped was an exorcism sword, plated with silver and coated with a silver solution.
They finally noticed. This opera hall was transforming into a single entity. The soundproof walls had become dark yellow ruined walls, the seats had become stone chairs, and the ceiling lights had become a deep, distant starry sky, with stars shining at a high place.
On the stage, Jayad was no longer communicating with the Yellow King believers. He was hanging high above the stage, watching the audience seats. This scene was not comical at all; instead, it felt like a king watching his subjects, cold and merciless.
At this instant, yellow light emanated from the eyes of all the puppets. They all stood up crookedly, including the two possessed by the female ghosts.
“You finally discovered it. This play was performed for you,” I chuckled. Why would they place so many puppets in the audience seats? Wasn’t it just to make it convenient for them to possess, a trap to lure you in?
On stage, Older Brother Jayad would depart from this world and, through the play, stand with the Yellow King believers far away in Castile. This meant he would temporarily leave my side. Would they take advantage of this fleeting opportunity to strike?
Perhaps, perhaps not. I could only gamble. Thus, I wore the sanctified winged sword pendant made by Older Brother Jayad. Once resentment entered my body, it would automatically activate, protecting me while also alerting Older Brother Jayad that I was in danger.
Then, this opera hall would transform into an alternate dimension, Older Brother Jayad’s theater. Those who entered here could not leave, and the ongoing performance would further amplify Older Brother Jayad’s strength.
“Boom!” A massive wave of resentment gushed out from the two puppets. Lorna’s will-o’-the-wisp was pushed back, and the silver exorcism sword in Bailing Ding’s hand also ignited, burning her hand so intensely that Bailing Ding could only drop the sword.
The two female ghosts attempted to escape from the puppets, but the yellow light on the puppets transformed into strange patterns that crawled all over their surfaces, binding them tightly like shackles.
The resentment continued to swell, and the dark yellow shackles kept cracking. I had to retreat. Staying in such intense resentment would harm my body and spirit. I could already hear the cries and screams of countless people.
At this moment, Jayad, hanging on the stage, also began to emit a dark yellow light, which rippled outwards like waves and continuously amplified as it spread through the trumpet-shaped opera house.
The resentment of the two female ghosts merged into one and blasted towards the dark yellow ripples. The two forces collided in mid-air, instantly destroying countless seats and puppets. The clash of their powers made the entire opera hall tremble.
“Ah!” Over a dozen Yellow King believers simultaneously let out screams. They fell to the ground, blood flowing from their mouths and noses. In fact, they were completely bewildered, not yet understanding the situation, when Older Brother Jayad borrowed their strength.
The two female ghosts also suffered heavy blows, being blasted back into their seats and pushed back into the puppets. To clash with Jayad’s power, who had borrowed the strength of the play and the Yellow King believers, resulted in only mutual destruction. One could imagine how powerful they were.
Bailing Ding and Lorna rushed forward simultaneously. Bailing Ding drew a silver dagger and plunged it into the puppet’s forehead. This act completely pinned the female ghost within the puppet.
Lorna once again rushed into the puppet. The two energies clashed fiercely again, but this time, the female ghost could not break through the puppet’s confinement during the struggle. However, Lorna was not restricted by Jayad’s power and could enter and exit freely. Now, neither of them could break free.
I also went up and strengthened the seals with magic for several rounds, ensuring they absolutely could not break free. Only then did Older Brother Jayad descend and walk over slowly, looking at the two puppets.
The two puppets also looked up at him with furious gazes, their eyes filled with hatred and resentment – an endless amount of it.
Older Brother Jayad looked and said regretfully, shaking his head, “It’s useless. Their main bodies are not here. Even if we kill them, we cannot destroy them, nor can we imprison them for too long.”
The yellow seals on the puppets were gradually turning black. Their resentment was eroding everything around them. When the puppets and seals were corrupted, they would inevitably escape.
Moreover, only by destroying the Music Box could they be completely eliminated. They were very careful and did not bring the Music Box into the theater when they came to find me.
In fact, Weis and Margaret were currently on the cruise ship, searching everywhere for the Music Box. If they could find it, they could destroy it while the two of them were away. Weis, with her divine wolf fangs, should be able to do it.
Unfortunately, I also felt the hope was slim. They dared to risk their lives, so the Music Box must be placed in a very safe location, heavily guarded. Even for a werewolf with a sensitive sense of smell, the possibility of successfully finding it was not high.
What was left was to communicate with them during this time. I wondered how good my persuasive skills were.
