When the plot-skips players into the game world

Chapter 238 Three Purple Entries (Third Update)

As Aiwass struggled to wake up, he heard a childish and agonized scream coming from the next room.

It was Daiya's voice—

Aiwass immediately rolled out of bed, only to be choked by dust and started coughing.

A thick layer of dust covered the bedding where he lay, which was stirred into the air by his movements, dispersing in all directions.

—This inn had been abandoned for many years. This room, ghostly and dilapidated, was the true reality.

As Aiwass moved, the Flame Butterfly that had been resting on his nose flew up by itself, landing on his shoulder.

But Aiwass didn't immediately rush out the door; he first reached for the gun at his waist—only to find it wasn't there.

He dashed to the corner of the room, opened his backpack, and dumped out a jumbled mess of dead men's clothes, a handgun, and money.

When he touched the gun, a long-lost light screen suddenly appeared before his eyes:

[Demon Hunter+3]

[Extraordinary Weapon (Light Purple)]

[Firearm, Revolver, Capacity: 5 rounds]

[9mm Bullets (4/5)]

[Trait: Increases damage significantly against demons, spirits, and evil spellcasters]

[Elven Style: Significantly reduces malfunction rate, increases maintenance cost]

[Mod-Sensitive Focus: Precision gradually increases if not damaged within five seconds, reaching maximal precision after fifteen seconds of no damage]

Tears streamed down her face in pain—it was hard to tell if the wetness was tears or purple fluid dripping from the cracks.

—That purple liquid was indeed demon blood.

Seeing Aiwass charge in, she could not help but whisper softly, "Save me... Daddy..."

But she quickly realized and corrected herself, "Kill me—"

—Bang!

Aiwass did not hesitate and fired a shot.

—But it was useless.

The air in front of Daiya suddenly cracked, like a car windshield splintering abruptly. She instinctively closed her eyes, yet the bullet did not hit her.

And Aiwass continued pulling the trigger—two shots, three shots.

After three consecutive shots, the sanctified silver bullets specially effective against demons failed to touch Daiya, only fracturing the world in front of her further.

After the third shot, a piece of the world the size of a head shattered. Looking through the gap to the outside, one could see the serene beauty of the first layer of Dreamland in bloom and Daiya, her eyes closed in fright, unharmed.

If he hadn't been resolute, if he had just stumbled upon this layer by chance, perhaps he would have started to hesitate.

But Aiwass simply opened his left hand again—two butterflies, one gold and one deep red, fluttered gracefully toward Daiya, kneeling on the bed.

All Isabel could do was endure the increasingly intense pain, trying her best not to resist. Despite her efforts, the Incubus awakening within her began to react defensively—

Suddenly, "Agni" was riddled with cracks, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

As if invisible blades had passed through his body, his clothes remained intact, but his body now bore deep, bone-exposing wounds.