Chapter 108: Untitled

Chapter 108: Untitled

The figure shrouded in the robe was slender and deadly. Here, “deadly” was a feeling—just by looking, one could sense a blade-like killing intent emanating from the figure.

After the initial three seconds, that strange oppressive pressure began to fade. But in reality, most people… including the few bystanders who had just emerged from the commercial street and those still inside the shops… still could not maintain a standing posture. That overwhelmingly powerful pressure was simply too shocking. Even after being released from it, the human body couldn’t stop trembling.

“Hey hey… Kang… Constantine, hurry…”

A mental thread stretched taut was screaming in his mind, urging Constantine to stay as far away from this dangerous person as possible. But strangely, another force… also a feeling of sorts… inexplicably made the boy feel that he should step forward and tightly embrace that person… It was a truly absurd sensation, yet one he found impossible to suppress. The two feelings clashed violently within Constantine’s head. The result was that he could only stand there, dumbstruck, even ignoring the Lich’s direct reminder in his mind.

This situation lasted until five seconds later. The boy’s foot slightly shifted backward. But the shadow cloaked in the white robe was now only a dozen or so feet away from him.

Fortunately, it did not take another step forward.

“You… what are you…” Constantine tried to gather his concentration and ask a question, but his trembling voice became hoarse halfway through, no longer forming proper sounds—at the same time, the other party raised its head. Within the hood’s shadow, a sort of hazy mist seemed to diffuse. Even with Constantine’s level of skill, he could not make out any facial features of the person inside…

Actually, it should be said that Constantine could not pay attention to anything… because a sight had already seized all his attention, like an invisible, gigantic demon claw!

Those eyes!… That pair of extremely simple, yet incredibly gorgeous, pale golden eyes!

Perhaps Constantine had never met this person, but he was all too familiar with these eyes. Within those glistening, glass-like eyes were elongated pupils that did not belong to a human at all, terrifying like some fierce beast!—Over a decade of memories accumulated during headache episodes revived in the boy’s mind at this moment. Reality and hallucination merged together perfectly!

Constantine let out a sharp cry. The headache, which had disappeared without a trace since the Lich took residence, suddenly surged back. Waves of pain stabbed at every one of his fragile nerves. And the intensity… was at least ten times greater than before! The nausea and dizziness brought by the severe headache made his muscles tremble uncontrollably. If not for a timely surge of warmth flowing into his body at that moment, he might have collapsed on the spot!

“Young master, what’s wrong?” The Cleric’s experience was fairly rich. A pure white glow almost instantly enveloped the boy’s body. But he then discovered that this normally always-effective spell failed today. The boy’s pain didn’t seem to lessen at all. He still slowly knelt forward and curled up into a ball on the ground. So everyone, including the Kobold, nervously crowded closer.

“That fool’s Sword Spider egg gave me another unreliable piece of information…”

Amidst all the chaos, the person who caused all this seemed to have no sense of responsibility at all. A soft mutter came from beneath the robe, low and strange, as if concealed in some way, but unable to hide its arrogance. He leisurely pulled out a small disk from his robe—it seemed to be a rather peculiar Magic Item. Its silver surface was smooth like a mirror, with a circle of intricate magic Runes carved around the edge. Then he took out a small vial and smeared some powder from it onto the disk’s mirror-like surface. He made a few gestures above the disk. Then something in the surrounding air seemed to start operating… The gentle breeze around also became softer. Warm, gentle light began gathering from all sides, finally condensing into a translucent mass on the disk. And that light slowly twisted, eventually forming a translucent humanoid shape.

It was the half-body image of a boy, looking around seven or eight years old. His golden hair was neatly combed. Even with just the upper half, his clothing was enough to indicate his noble status… However, this image wasn’t very clear. Although the glowing mass condensed in the air took shape, its surface kept rippling like water, making it hard to see facial details. After the white-robed person displayed it for a few seconds, the image shattered like a bubble.

“You there, have you seen this person?” The golden eyes swept over the group of gathered people. The white-robed person issued an impolite question, like an interrogator facing a group of proven guilty street thugs.

“I’m sorry, sir, we haven’t seen this person…”

Lady William spoke up first. Years of adventuring had long taught her to handle all sorts of situations with ease, but now sweat still involuntarily beaded on her face. The person before her was truly terrifying. Compared to him, the seven-headed hydra she once thought was her greatest enemy in life was just a more vicious animal!

“You… what did you do to the young master?” A low growl mixed with heavy breathing sounded near the white figure. Gordo glared fiercely at the figure who was at least half his size. He raised the large woodcutter’s axe in his hand. “Stop it now!”

This usually simple-minded, not-so-bright big guy, maybe he really had some Barbarian ancestry. His muscles always grew faster than his brain. But though he was slow-thinking, he had his own clever considerations. He just needed to remember everything he should do and act according to that standard… And for him, Constantine, who provided him with much better clothes than before, warm and nice clothes, who gave him a noble job, who made sure he wasn’t whipped like before—Young Master Constantine was the god in his heart. He would stop anything that harmed the young master without hesitation, even if it endangered his own life.

But this time, he nearly died.

The big guy’s shout drew a faint, cold snort. Before he could decide to turn his threatening gesture into an actual attack, the other party had already reached out and slapped his chest with a palm!

The motion looked relaxed and casual, as if a disturbed person was waving away an annoying, noisy fly. But the moment of contact produced a chilling, teeth-grating sound of bone cracking! The loyal and brave big guy was sent flying and tumbling to one side, as if hit by something… if estimated by Constantine’s common sense, it should have been at least a large truck! Then came the sound of flesh hitting a wall, with dust and a deafening noise erupting simultaneously. The shop’s fairly sturdy, ornate wall was smashed into a huge hole a few feet across! Screams rang out from inside the room!

Everyone’s faces instantly turned the most terrible shade… The thick dust quickly dispersed, but Gordo could only struggle on the ground. On his body, where the hand had struck, a horrifying concave dent had appeared. Its shape clearly matched the outline of that delicate, slender hand. This was actually a fatal injury. If Gordo’s body wasn’t far stronger than the average Human in this Plane, that impact would have been enough to kill him. But even so, blood gushed from his mouth immediately afterward. Clearly, he had suffered severe damage to several, even more than a dozen, ribs and internal organs. If the Cleric hadn’t promptly chanted a prayer, he would have met the face of the God of War within minutes!

“What is the meaning of this, sir?” This obvious act of aggression made all the Mercenaries instantly draw their weapons. In the distance, whistles from the Law Enforcement Office military police calling for backup sounded one after another. The few remaining bystanders began screaming and desperately fleeing the area! William pointed her arrow at the other party and shouted sternly.

“Quite brave little insects… Do you all want to end up like him?”

The white-clad figure’s gaze swept over each of the people present, letting out a light, cold laugh. But the sound struck everyone’s hearts like a heavy drum: “Humans seem to love threatening others with this scrap metal. Don’t your tiny Amoeba-like brains know anything besides eating? Even a Carit Carnivorous Flower knows not to disturb others lightly. Yet you all seem to enjoy nonsense.”

“Human… what does he mean?”

The headache was gradually subsiding at this point… Struggling, Constantine used a completely inconspicuous movement to pull two small vials of potion from his waist and gulp them down one after another. Only after that agile feeling soaked through his entire body did he try to slowly stand up. He felt secretly relieved. Just as the other party used that spell, a layer of faint green light erupted from his Soul Amulet. The Magic Power within it churned madly. If the boy hadn’t been curled up on the ground in an unsightly position, that light probably couldn’t have been hidden!

Actually, he could have used a Scroll. But considering safety and concealment, he chose a more expensive but effective method. Cat’s Grace and Haste, though only first and second tier Arcane Arts effects, their combined effect was absolutely top-notch and useful—especially for Constantine.

“Polymorph. This guy isn’t Human. I can’t be sure what kind of thing he transformed from, but in short, it’s best not to provoke him…” The Lich’s voice, for once, carried some emotion, but based on Constantine’s experience, that was not a good sign.

“Sir…”

Constantine stood up and spoke hoarsely. Although he didn’t know what connection this guy had with him, in any case, it was definitely nothing good. It was best to get rid of him quickly.

But the moment he opened his mouth, the other party suddenly moved!

“Strange!” Leaning slightly closer, the mysterious figure under the hood let out a forceful inhalation sound. Then, that figure flashed abruptly!

Constantine was shocked! Black flames surged in his eyes! The boy reflexively tried to retreat…

But the always reliable feeling failed this time… In fact, at the same instant he activated his ability, he already felt a weird chill on his neck. Even though time in the surroundings slowed down instantly, his neck was already tightly grasped!

“Although not the one I’m looking for, but… filthy Undead… I can only say you are destined to be destroyed…” The golden pupils flashed on the green-glowing Gemstone. A jade-white hand extended from under the white robe, reaching for the Soul Amulet on the boy’s neck…

Conrad!

Constantine couldn’t hear any of this… The accelerated time sense fragmented sounds. Black light swirled in the boy’s eyes. He didn’t even reflexively grab the hand clutching his neck. He just gently raised his right hand. His lips moved, silently uttering the command word!

Only this time, Constantine had pushed this Magic Item’s ability to its limit! Three shots superimposed! Then another three shots superimposed!

The goat-headed force field distorted light and shadow in the air, almost taking on a solid form! The Battering Ram ring wasn’t a very high-level Magic Item; it even had limits on usage. But precisely because of that, its power was higher than some long-lasting Magic Items for attack. A single shot’s force was enough to match the impact of a battering ram. Three shots superimposed could even dent several-inch-thick steel plates! Although Constantine had no idea what this person’s origin was, he was confident that as long as he was a Human, he couldn’t possibly emerge unscathed from two consecutive waves of these magical force fields!

But… how did that saying go? The world never goes as you think…

Hmph! From the long shadow of the robe’s hood came a disdainful snort. The goat-headed, semi-transparent force fields were already at close range, yet the mysterious person simply extended his hands.

Constantine’s pupils contracted. For a moment, he was actually somewhat stunned—those two hands were exceptionally white, slender and elegant, yet also plump and fair. The fingernails had a faint luster, their tips soft, round, and gentle. The skin was flawless, crystal clear, with a slight sense of translucency. From any perspective, they were the definition of perfection. But now, these gentle, delicate, and slender hands were actually meeting two sets of Battering Ram force fields head-on!

Creeeak!

A storm formed at the point of contact, like the roars of two ferocious beasts, madly trying to break through that slender barrier! But it was futile. Those seemingly fragile, weak palms just stood there, nonchalant, resisting the almost solid force fields! A crunching, crackling sound echoed in the space, like bones snapping, or the crisp sound of crushing walnuts, finally dissolving into a shattered syllable.

However, what shattered wasn’t the flesh-and-blood hands, but the intangible force fields!

What… what was this? The whirlwind created by the dissipating force fields blew around. Constantine, pushed through the air by the recoil, instinctively curled up. If this was some spell effect, it wouldn’t be surprising at all. The Battering Ram spell wasn’t low in attack power, but it was still just a second-tier minor Arcane Arts. Getting negated by higher-level Arcane Arts was normal. But his Divine Power-enhanced eyes saw very clearly: at that moment, there was no magical glow on the other party’s hands… He had purely relied on physical strength to negate the force field attack effect!

“What… what is this guy’s true form? An ancient giant beast?”

The heavily stacked agility allowed Constantine to land gracefully on the street, but as he looked at the retreating figure, he felt all his hairs standing on end!

In the storm, the ordinary white linen robe could no longer resist the force of the pull. It tore sadly into several long, tattered strips fluttering in the wind.

At that moment, the mysterious figure let out a hum. A biting cold wind howled around him. The torn cloth was instantly covered with strands of white threads. Then, countless snowflakes burst open brilliantly. That shattered cloak turned into fine, powdery snow! It also revealed the true form of the humanoid figure originally hidden beneath it…

First, hair fine as silver threads cascaded down like a waterfall. A pearl-like, soft luster flowed over it, making this color representing cold, hard metal seem full of vitality. The cloak had completely disappeared. Now covering the other party’s body was a robe of the same color in a common style, without extra decorations, merely well-tailored. But every curve of her body was so perfect and alluring. To express her beauty, these curves themselves were already enough; what need was there for other adornments? And all the skin exposed to the outside was like freshly congealed condensed milk, as if a slightly stronger wind might blow it and break it.

The surrounding scenery kept spinning. For a moment, Constantine couldn’t even think. He could only stagger backward, backward… His pupils dilated, watching the other party’s figure phantasm in the air. Those slender, pale five fingers kept enlarging in his field of vision…

The early winter morning sunlight still held a hint of spring-like warmth. But on the jade-white tips of those five fingers, snowflakes quietly condensed one after another. Freezing cold air already surged forth, pressing threateningly close!

The mysterious person didn’t utter a word. Her bonelessly soft hand swept backward, and the sparkling, beautiful, yet deadly blue light scattered in various directions behind him! A faint shattering sound rang out. In an instant, four bluish-white streaks appeared in the air! Extreme freezing cold solidified the moisture in the air. Then, only afterward did the white, fine powder, carrying a bone-piercing chill, scatter in all directions!

It had to be said the force and control of this move were just right. The cold air, divided into four parts, spread outward. Its effective area covered a large space. Moreover, it was extremely fast, its trajectory bizarre. There was simply no way for the moving Constantine to dodge it.