NABC Chapter 226
Chapter 226
Chapter 226: Chapter 152: Once You’re Here, Don’t Leave (Part 2) Chapter 226: Chapter 152: Once You’re Here, Don’t Leave (Part 2) If everything goes smoothly, it would be best to finish it with one shot.
That way, it will look more like the work of a killer skilled in the art of curses, and it won’t be easy to investigate them.
And these demons they brought were only for countering any potential hidden ambushers, helpers, or bodyguards.
What a pity.
The leader thought.
This time, after all, was an away fight, and he couldn’t use many of the ritual tools he had prepared.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so cautious.
...
For example, the “Cursed Infant” made from a baby killed by a curse could deliver a sure-hit, powerful strike capable of directly destroying another’s heart; the “Nightmare Illusion” made from the scalp of someone suffering from migraines could cause a person to experience uncontrollable, intense pain and go mad; the “Rigor Mortis Lure” made from the body of a hanged elderly person could make everyone around feel chilled to the bone, slowing their movements more and more...
These were consumable items that allowed him to kill other Path Transcendents above his level.
But because they all had to be preserved under specific conditions, they couldn’t be used in this kind of surprise combat.
Or, it was precisely because he couldn’t use these ritual tools he depended on that the leader was so cautious.
Because once one gets used to the tremendous power gained from using materials made from one’s own kind, it feels extremely uncomfortable to be without them.
It feels like suddenly becoming weak...
even if this “feeling of weakness” is actually one’s true level.
While the thief-turned-Braden was prying the lock, Jim, who was looking around, suddenly pointed to the sky, “What’s that, fireflies?”
“That’s probably some kind of butterfly.”
Fat Pero, with his arms crossed, commented, “What a pity, it would have been nice if we had brought a net.
It looks like it could be worth a lot.”
“Jim, focus...”
The leader said with annoyance.
But just then, as he raised his head unconsciously, he suddenly saw that butterfly lazily flying towards them.
It was so beautiful, trailing sparks behind it as it fluttered.
Like scales of a fish.
Yet the leader suddenly lifted his right hand, pointing at the butterfly with his index finger.
He didn’t utter a word, nor did he expend any mana.
That spark-like beautiful butterfly was as if pierced by some dark invisible force, split in two, and extinguished instantaneously.
He revealed a pleased and satisfied smile.
Not because the butterfly had any significance, but purely because he destroyed something beautiful and took pleasure in it.
“The instructor’s curse is really powerful...”
The fireball didn’t explode but spun continuously, engulfing Jim and Pero within it, pulling at them and making it difficult for them to escape.
Their agonizing screams pierced through the flames and rose up into the silent night.
“—What the hell is this?!”
The leader’s face instantly turned pale.
The next moment, a Demon Dog and the Whiplash Demon’s bodies became blurry, visibly collapsing and disintegrating at a rate detectable by the naked eye—this was the expulsion phenomenon caused by the death of a Contractor.
In just a brief encounter, Jim and Pero were devoured by the flames.
Jim was one thing, but Pero, at Energy Level Three, should not have died in such an inexplicable manner—he was killed by Jim!
Only he who had dodged the butterfly and Braden, who was busy picking locks, were spared.
Just then, a butterfly identical to the previous one was flying towards him.
This time, the leader didn’t hesitate.
He condensed a dark Magic Orb radiating a chilling aura and launched it straight away.
It shattered the butterfly once again...
But this time the leader saw it clearly.
After the butterfly was shattered, it rapidly resurrected from the flames.
And when the leader used a different Spell to shatter it again, it resurrected yet again.
What on earth was this thing?!
The leader grew exceedingly wary.
He had never heard of such an ability.
“It’s open, it’s open!”
Braden shouted joyfully, pulling open the door.
“Get inside and hide!”
The leader said without hesitation.
But the next moment, Braden let out a cry of alarm and ran out, tumbling and rolling.
As gunshots rang out, he was hit in the shin, collapsing to the ground with a scream of agony.
As the door opened.
Aiwass, supposed to be in Sleep, emerged with a dangerous smile on his lips.
His left hand was behind his back, while his right hand was bent naturally in front of him.
A butterfly composed of flames quietly perched on the tip of his middle finger.
“Welcome, guests...”
Aiwass said with a smile, “Now that you’re here, why don’t you stay awhile?”