Chapter 97: The Death of Mrs. Sharon
"Go to hell."
Lu Ze whispered to Mrs. Sharon in Hermes.
His throat was already burnt, and his mouth was cracked. Just speaking a few simple words caused his wounds to split open and blood to gush out.
Hearing his vicious curse, Mrs. Sharon almost scoffed aloud. If she hadn't confirmed through mysticism that the curse indeed came from him, she would have doubted his sanity.
However, in the very next moment, Mrs. Sharon's smile froze.
In the invisible void, some subtle, secret sounds seemed to be pouring into her ears, affecting her mind.
"Bang! Bang!"
Veins like black tree roots suddenly protruded, rapidly spreading across the surface of her skin.
"Ah!"
Mrs. Sharon screamed, clutching her head. The spider silk she had extended towards Lu Ze suddenly lost power and drooped. Countless blood vessels appeared in the whites of her eyes, making the world before her take on a reddish hue. Against the red background, she saw the previously charred Lu Ze slowly getting up.
With every movement, his body would crack and bleed. But very quickly, his flesh began to heal, breaking through the scabs and recovering!
"You're not a Secrets Supplicant? You... you are a Listener, or a Rose Bishop?!"
Mrs. Sharon's voice was filled with shock and suspicion. Dark fireballs once again condensed around her body, ready to shoot at Lu Ze.
I am your father.
Lu Ze stood up with difficulty, swaying, looking at her with cold eyes, and spoke again in Hermes, "Go to hell."
"Pfft!"
Blood spurted from Mrs. Sharon's eyes, ears, and nose simultaneously. The black veins swelled up, almost bursting out from under her skin! She let out an even more ear-piercing scream, feeling her ears filled with maddening whispers. Her spirit was uncontrollably descending into frenzy, and the world before her began to twist.
Lu Ze was not doing any better; the spiritual energy within him poured out like a flood through an open gate. He found it difficult to stand and fell back onto the ice.
Through his blurred vision, he saw Mrs. Sharon trembling, raising an ice spear high, about to shoot it at him.
"Go to hell!"
As if wringing the last drop of liquid from a rag, Lu Ze shouted again in Hermes.
"Ah—"
Mrs. Sharon shrieked tragically, all the thick black veins on her body burst open, oozing black, foul-smelling pus. Her hair began to grow thick and swollen, and her eyes were filled with pain and madness.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, her figure gradually shrank, finally transforming into a broken black magic staff. Her own body appeared not far away, the black veins on her body had receded, but her mind was still on the verge of losing control.
At the same time, Lu Ze's mind was completely blank. He fell forward, collapsing onto the ice.
Just as he was about to fall unconscious, the illusory sound of ocean waves finally echoed in his mind. This sound seemed to moisturize his drying spirit, bringing him back to consciousness.
Across from Lu Ze, Mrs. Sharon had recovered somewhat while he was unconscious. When she saw him regain consciousness, Mrs. Sharon surprisingly did not attack, but instead showed a look of fear, turned back a step, and disappeared into invisibility.
Is she trying to escape?
Or is she going to hide and wait until I can't hold on anymore to assassinate me?
At this point, the ferocity in Lu Ze's bones also erupted. He reached into his pocket, took out the white bone flute Azk had given him, placed it against his lips, and blew hard!
He had used up the bone flute's last chance!
This was originally meant for Ms. M, but now he had no choice but to use it!
Another bout of frantic spiritual extraction, Lu Ze's head felt like it was splitting open, the pain so intense he couldn't even speak.
The bloody tinge on the bone flute gradually dimmed until it completely disappeared. With the disappearance of the blood color, a pair of bronze double Doors were outlined and emerged in the void. With a creaking rumble, the Door opened.
Countless dark green vines stretched out from behind the Door. The vines were covered with deformed fleshy tumors, and upon closer inspection, it was discovered that these were all ugly faces resembling infants.
"Wah, wah"
The ugly faces began to cry out, their voices distorted, striking directly at the soul. Lu Ze, merely affected by it, felt his fragile spirit about to be destroyed.
Accompanied by the crying, the space in the previously empty area began to fluctuate. Mrs. Sharon's shapely body was forced to be "squeezed" out. Her face still showed pain, but she struggled hard. Just as she was about to make a move, the dark green vines had already attacked her, coiling around her limbs.
"Crack, crack"
Ice began to condense at Mrs. Sharon's feet, enveloping and protecting her body.
However, the dark green vines resisted the ice, making the upward spread of her ice extremely slow.
Lu Ze struggled to get up again. He searched on the ground and finally found his revolver. Checking the cylinder, there were still four demon-hunting bullets inside the brass-colored cylinder, their mysterious patterns shimmering with strange light under the crimson night.
Lu Ze closed the cylinder, dragging his broken body, and slowly walked towards Mrs. Sharon.
Mrs. Sharon's half-beautiful, half-ugly face was now replaced by a madness on the verge of losing control, but in moments of clarity, she still showed a look of fear.
"Don't come any closer!"
She shrieked, manipulating ice cones to blast towards Lu Ze.
Lu Ze's stomach was pierced. He stopped, slowly pulled out the ice cone, and continued to approach Mrs. Sharon.
"Please spare me, I'll do anything you want."
Xuelun quickly adopted an incredibly seductive tone, speaking piteously. Her voice carried an indescribable allure, capable of instantly stirring people's most primal desire for pleasure. For this pleasure, Xuelun had once seen fathers and sons kill each other, husbands abandon wives, all desperately and painfully begging her.
"Really?"
Lu Ze grinned, the sound of the ocean in his mind resisting the temptation. The skin on his face was slowly repairing, so this smile also became more pleasant, "Alright then, dig out your heart for me."
With that, the revolver was already pressed against Xuelun's forehead, and the trigger was pulled without hesitation.
"Bang!"
The bullet shot quickly from the barrel, but before reaching Mrs. Sharon's glabella, its speed slowly decreased, as if passing through layers of invisible obstructions, constantly breaking down, the demon-exorcising power and resistance continuously canceling each other out. Finally, the remains of the demon-hunting bullet left a bloody mark on her forehead.
A look of despair surged onto Mrs. Sharon's face. She seemed to have completely given up, and her long hair began to grow wildly.
She wanted to lose control!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
But Lu Ze wouldn't give her that chance. He fired three shots in quick succession, the demon-hunting bullets blasting out in a line, prying open that beautiful yet ugly head, sending her brains flying out with her skull, landing on the ice and steaming.
"Creak—"
The dark green vines slowly receded, and the bronze Door closed.
Finally killed her.
Lu Ze took a deep breath.
He originally wanted to pull out his dagger from his embrace and take the opponent's heart. But as soon as he moved, he felt his entire body devoid of strength. He could only slowly sit down, waiting for his physical strength to recover.
Under the pitch-black sky, a man with skin mottled with charring and paleness, and a handsome yet terrifying face, sat expressionlessly on the ice, gazing at a headless, delicate corpse.
The scene was bizarre with a hint of absurdity.