Chapter 61: An Old Acquaintance (Fourth Update)
On a mountain peak with lava flowing across its surface, a clear concave indentation could be seen halfway up. This was once Mist Castle, but now, only a small fragment of Mist Castle remained; the rest had been vaporized or melted into magma by the Solar Flame.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
Dry coughing came from within the mountain’s depression. A witch, her entire body charred black, lay on the ground. Only a small part of her upper torso remained; the rest had been burned to ashes by the high temperature.
“This is… Edelin? Edelin?”
After calling out twice, the woman realized that the lump of charcoal twitching occasionally nearby was the Edelin she was calling for.
“Is… everyone dead already?”
The woman quickly calmed down. She grabbed her own throat, applied force with her hands, and with a crack, crushed her own neck. The luster in her pupils rapidly faded.
After about a few seconds, a fair-skinned arm emerged from the corpse’s back. This arm pressed against the ground.
Blood splattered as the woman crawled out of her own body. She was now completely unharmed.
Sizzle, sizzle…
The sound of soles burning came from behind. The woman turned her head to see a man in a long leather coat holding a long blade.
“Moy Nora?”
The man with the long blade spoke.
“Did you do this?”
“It seems so. Carmen, you can make your move now. I’m inside Mist Valley. The witches here? They’re all dead. Move quickly; I don’t want to fight an immortal enemy for too long.”
Hearing Su Xiao’s words, the completely naked Moy Nora’s eye twitched.
Moy Nora wasn’t exceptionally beautiful, but her aura was unique. It wasn’t the cold, eerie feeling of other witches. She gave off a sense of unyieldingness, as if nothing could defeat her, instilling a feeling of security. This was a born leader.
Moy Nora grasped the air with one hand, and a staff quickly materialized. This staff was about one and a half meters long, densely inlaid with over a dozen gems at its tip. These were the fragmented incarnations of the successive heads of the Moy family.
Clang!
The staff struck the ground, sending a shockwave spreading outward. Moy Nora’s golden hair flew up.
“Blood debts must be paid in blood.”
The hatred in Moy Nora’s eyes was almost tangible. Unlike Morisha, she didn’t treat the witches under her command as pawns, but as subordinates entrusted with important tasks. Moy Nora trusted them, just as they were willing to die for her.
Moy Nora’s influence in the south wasn’t built on force and cruelty. Morisha was cunning and ruthless enough, but she could only rule over the tiny area of Westport. Even a tough woman like Kay had her heart broken by Morisha.
If Kay were under Moy Nora’s command, she would definitely be willing to die for her.
Moy Nora’s aura grew stronger. Su Xiao naturally wouldn’t let this continue. Ignoring the scorching ground beneath his feet, he charged at Moy Nora with a bang.
Zheng~
The long blade hummed. Su Xiao instantly appeared before Moy Nora.
With a crisp clang!
Sparks flew several meters high. Moy Nora raised her staff horizontally, actually blocking Su Xiao’s slash head-on. A shockwave spread outward, and the ground beneath both their feet cracked simultaneously.
“Earth!”
Moy Nora roared, stomping the ground. The mountain rock surged below, and pitch-black stone spikes burst forth, stabbing toward Su Xiao’s lower body.
Su Xiao materialized an energy shield beneath his feet. The tips of the black stone spikes scraped against the energy shield with a grating screech, the sound exceptionally harsh.
Su Xiao was lifted by the stone spikes below. The blade of his long sword cut across the staff, deepening the cut mark. Seeing this, Moy Nora’s expression turned grim. The blade in Su Xiao’s hand was far too sharp.
“Flame.”
Boom! A fire explosion erupted around Su Xiao. His ears rang, and his body surface ached faintly.
“Lightning.”
Moy Nora aimed her staff at Su Xiao, and a silvery bolt of lightning shot toward him.
“Wind Queen.”
Before the lightning could even reach Su Xiao, countless wind blades spread outward from Moy Nora as the center point.
With a crackling sound, the lightning enveloped Su Xiao. A tingling numbness spread through his body. Enduring the discomfort, he swung his blade forward, shattering the incoming wind blades with a few clangs.
After just a few exchanges, Su Xiao was surprised to find that Moy Nora wasn’t a single-element witch. She could simultaneously manipulate earth, fire, lightning, and wind elements.
Electric arcs flickered across Su Xiao’s body. The feeling of being electrocuted was more than just exhilarating.
Seeing Su Xiao’s state, Moy Nora’s anger grew even more. To think that such an enemy had killed all her trusted subordinates.
However, Su Xiao simply didn’t want to waste energy fighting the current Moy Nora. Before dealing with the Doom Drop, going all out against Moy Nora wasn’t wise. He had shown up to prevent Moy Nora from escaping. Carmen had promised to finish things in ten minutes at most. If he didn’t trust those old-timers, Su Xiao wouldn’t have cooperated with them.
Meanwhile, at the edge of the White Forest, inside the Dust Mud Altar.
Rumbling sounds came from within. Carmen swung his whip-staff. The four witches before him could barely hold on. Just then, hurried footsteps approached. It was Drunkard and Witch Grave.
The three had split up to kill their way here. Now reunited, in less than half a minute, four more corpses lay on the ground.
“I didn’t expect Doom to be so afraid of death. Still hasn’t charged out. The Immortal Witch: Doom is afraid of death. Interesting.”
Drunkard gulped down several mouthfuls of wine. This might be his last drink.
“Kukulin has already engaged Moy Nora. It’s time.”
Carmen slowly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his gaunt, scar-covered upper body.
“Looks like you’re going to use that. But we didn’t come here expecting to go back alive.”
Witch Grave’s sinister laughter echoed. Cyan patterns spread from inside his collar, creeping up his face. This time, he didn’t control those patterns but let them spread across his face.
Witch Grave’s white hair began to fall out. That wasn’t all; the flesh on his face also started to peel off in chunks, looking extremely terrifying.
If it were only Witch Grave, it might be bearable, but Carmen and Drunkard were the same. Moments later, the three men’s heads were bloody and mangled. Their blood-red eye sockets didn’t look human at all.
By now, the three could no longer be considered human. They were more like three evil ghosts.
“Hoo~”
Carmen exhaled a mist of blood. He dropped his whip-staff and walked toward a metal door.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
With three kicks from Carmen, the metal door—supposedly only openable through a mechanism—was sent flying with a crash. This was a spacious sacrificial hall, filled with nearly a hundred witches.
“What… the hell are these things?”
Looking at Carmen and the others approaching slowly, a witch in the hall began to tremble.
“Never mind what they are, kill them.”
No sooner had this witch spoken than a gust of wind, thick with the smell of blood, swept in. Witch Grave, his face a bloody mess, suddenly appeared before her and grinned. As he grinned, his entire face split open.
Behind these hundred or so witches, a gray-robed witch sitting cross-legged on the ground looked up. She… was somewhat afraid, because the aura of those three things was no longer something living beings could emit.
Rumbles and screams followed one after another.
Five minutes later.
Drip, drip…
Blood dripped from Carmen’s fingertips. There was no flesh left on his hands, only bones. At his feet lay a twisted corpse that looked like it had been gnawed on. Witch Grave’s head was still clamped onto the corpse’s neck.
“Kukulin, we’re done here. Remember, you only have half an hour.”
As soon as Carmen spoke, his leg bone suddenly snapped. Not just his leg bone, but bones all over his body began to crack and shatter inch by inch.
Carmen lay on his back. The light in his eyes quickly faded. In his dying moments, he recalled past events.
Inside a blazing wooden house, thick smoke billowed.
‘Sister, Mother, it’s me, Carmen. Cough, cough. What’s wrong with you? Get out quickly. This place is about to…’
In a farm’s barn.
‘Father! Sister and Mother have turned into monsters. They’re gnawing on my leg. Hoo… I think I’m lame. Fa…ther?’
In front of three new graves.
‘Father, I will definitely kill three witches to avenge you. No, three hundred!’
A limping boy walked away. His name was Patrick Carmen, a farmer’s son.
…
At the same time as Carmen fell, inside Mist Valley, at the concave depression on the mountainside.
Bang!
Su Xiao flew backward, droplets of blood splattering. Wind and fire elements scattered. Not far away, Moy Nora clutched her chest with one hand. Crisscrossing slash marks covered her chest. What made her heart pound was that these wounds couldn’t be healed.
Su Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and put away the short blade in his hand. This was [Soul Walker]. As long as one was wounded by [Soul Walker], with Moy Nora’s abilities, recovery was extremely unlikely.
He removed the wireless earpiece from his ear. Dragon-Slaying Flash appeared in Su Xiao’s hand. Blood energy surged outward from him as the center. The battle had officially begun!
Just as Su Xiao was about to charge forward, the Moy Nora opposite him suddenly froze in place. A golden energy surged in her hand. From her puzzled expression, it was clear she didn’t know what was happening.
“Accept me. You are worthy, Moy Nora!”
Seeing this golden energy, Su Xiao’s eye twitched. An ‘old acquaintance’ seemed to have arrived.