Chapter 753 – The Head Start
Holy crap! This guy was holding back the entire time. He must have known about the sniper aiming at this building and that we wouldn’t be able to fly out. He flew out as soon as we dealt with the sniper, getting a head start on us.
At this moment, Older Brother Jayad’s wings were only halfway open. We were supposed to be the ones flying out first. If the soldiers saw someone flying out, they would simply set up a new sniper position and block our escape route. We had to hurry and keep up.
However, just then, countless steel nails shot out from the surrounding streets and buildings, targeting the black lightning in mid-air. The person who had escaped was protected by magic, but it was instantly shattered.
My eyes narrowed. God’s Eye quickly scanned the surrounding blocks, spotting more soldiers aiming guns and setting up firing positions. These weren’t snipers; the steam guns they were using were more like heavy machine guns, difficult to move. They were connected to larger steam tanks than the snipers had.
These insidious soldiers had created a fire net to seal off this area. Older Brother Jayad and I almost rushed out. Fortunately, this person got a head start; otherwise, we would have been riddled with holes.
Finally, I got a clear look at the face of the person who had gotten a head start. The black lightning sputtered in mid-flight, revealing his true identity: an old man from the fourth floor who usually liked to sunbathe on a lounge chair by the apartment entrance. I never expected him to be a mage.
He was now covered in blood, seriously wounded, but he fought like a cornered beast. He waved a silver staff, and seven or eight fireballs were hurled at the surroundings.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!” Intense explosions swept through the surrounding blocks. Several machine gun nests were hit by fireballs with the power of a rocket launcher. The surrounding residential buildings were half-collapsed by the blasts. Such was the terrifying destructive power of a mage in their final struggle.
But that was all he had. It was his last desperate act before death. The next second, the old man was turned into a honeycomb by the steel nails, his body falling into pieces. His death was truly gruesome.
“Older Brother Jayad, what do we do? We can’t get out!” I was truly at my wit’s end this time. I could see soldiers blocking key routes in the surrounding blocks, preventing anyone from leaving.
The sky was also sealed off by firing positions. We were trapped like birds with clipped wings. The old man’s fireballs earlier were just a death throe, thrown wildly, and they didn’t hit many machine gun nests, affecting more innocent bystanders.
There was also the possibility of using the Underground World. I could still use “turn stone into mud,” but digging would leave traces. Moreover, the first floor was already mostly controlled by soldiers, and they were even beginning to search the second floor.
So, I would go to the first floor with Older Brother Jayad, kill a few soldiers, then use Hand of Glory to break through, and then dig a hole. If we could escape to the Underground World, we would be safe. I didn’t believe those knights had blocked the underworld too.
The problem was that we also had to bring Sherris. The Knight Captain had just said that girls were suspicious. Sherris didn’t lie, so if they caught her, they’d quickly discover her body structure was different from ordinary people, and she’d be in grave danger.
So, we had to go upstairs to get her. We’d go through to the floor below hers, use Hand of Glory to shine through the ceiling, pull her down, and escape. That was the plan.
More and more considerations made my head sweat. Just then, another loud noise came from upstairs, “Boom!”
It turned out that while the Knight Captain was in a stalemate with the Black-Robed Person, he threw out a metallic object that looked like a teardrop or a lightbulb. When it hit the ground, it instantly erupted with a large amount of steam.
This was also a small steam tank, but designed to release pressure at any moment. This weapon could be used like a grenade, and the scalding steam would instantly cover a large area, also providing a temporary smoke screen effect.
The Knight Captain probably saw the steam tank explosion of the sniper and remembered that he still had this devastating weapon. However, using such a weapon in such a narrow corridor…
“Ughhh!” A large number of the Black-Robed People were scalded. Their plant-like skin was scorched as they scrambled to escape the steam.
Unfortunately, Sherris’s room was too close to them. The doorway and the adjacent wall collapsed, and they directly found themselves glaring at Lorna.
When you encounter a translucent ghost while capturing a witch and a heretic, what should you do? Naturally, you open fire!
“Bang! Bang! Bang!” Several steel nails were immediately shot at Lorna, but they passed directly through her body. Then, a steel sword was swung at her neck, which also passed through directly, causing no damage to Lorna whatsoever.
The soldiers were stunned. They looked at their weapons and then at the ghost in front of them, glaring at each other. Then, Lorna suddenly let out a scream, “Ah!!!”
Lorna was first startled by the sudden explosion, and then by several soldiers rushing in and violently attacking her. Although they couldn’t hurt her, they had already caused her significant stimulation.
Her sharp scream could directly turn into her racial talent, Banshee’s Wail, and three new eyes opened on her face. Another mutation had occurred.
I had always avoided stimulating Lorna’s mutation to prevent her from losing control of her sanity, but it was inevitable in the end because she was essentially mutated, something she had forgotten.
When she let out a scream that could even be considered cute, the knights felt a heavy blow to their heads. Then their eyes were drawn to her strange five eyes and couldn’t look away.
“Ahhhh!!!” The knights screamed continuously. Their minds were constantly damaged, and they were now suffering unbearable headaches, all squatting down.
“It’s a spirit! Get weapons for dealing with spirits quickly!” The Knight Captain had a splitting headache but still endured it and shouted loudly.
Since they knew in advance that they weren’t dealing with ordinary people, they naturally had weapons for dealing with ghosts. Moreover, the captain was surprisingly knowledgeable, saying “weapons for dealing with spirits” instead of “weapons for dealing with the undead,” which indicated that he had even seen that Lorna was not undead.
Unfortunately, all the knights were now controlled by Lorna. They were suffering from severe headaches and were in no condition to retrieve weapons for dealing with spirits. The corridor was in chaos, and it was difficult for the soldiers below to provide support to the upper floors.
“Let’s go for it! Ghoul’s Claw!” Sherris’s hands grabbed forward, entwined with dark green, flaming light.
Sherris’s claws directly tore through the armor of the knight closest to her. The sturdy breastplate was ripped open by five black and green claw marks, followed by a splash of blood. Sherris directly disemboweled him.
“Demon! Demon!” The knight beside him, seeing his companion die tragically, endured the headache and swung his sword at Sherris. He was actually caught by her with one hand, all thanks to the enhancement of the Ghoul’s Claw spell.
Just as Sherris was about to kill him too, her foot suddenly slipped, and she fell.
